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... night lay heavy over Clear Stream Village, the yang-gold wards along the palisade humming a low, constant note that vibrated through the earth like a distant heartbeat. The moon was a thin crescent, barely enough light to silver the mist rolling in from the forest edge. Inside the residence hall, lanterns burned low—casting long shadows across the low table where the crimson-marked map lay unrolled. Lan Xue stood beside it—veiled, Core Formation aura suppressed to a whisper, raven hair hidden be ...
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