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... the pavilion swayed gently.
Their fragrance wafted into the pavilion.
A skirt of red and white danced along, its three thousand strands of hair entwined with the movement.
“Sect Master.”
A white figure landed in front of the pavilion.
She looked at the woman sitting upright on a stone chair inside, her face full of respect.
“Speak,” said Hong Yuye, her voice calm.
“The people targeting the Heavenly Extreme Calamity Bead have been captured, ...
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