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... huzhao-zhenren’s thoughts were finally fully concentrated on divining. He used Jiqin-daoren’s drop of blood on the quaint tortoise shell and silently mouthed the incantations. The tortoise shell slowly floated into the middle of the sky and started spinning.
The amount of sweat on Zhuzhao-zhenren’s head increased as his cheeks became more and more red. As he recited the incantations, he looked like he was being roasted by a raging fire from the inside, his cheeks were so red that they ...
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