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... y now, I need to hurry"

At this moment, a pair of legs rushed forward hurriedly in the direction of the lone house in the mountain.

He was no one but Jack, the disciple who settled down Michael and Gaya yesterday. Usually, Jack would feel tired if he ran from his dorms to the core disciple house, however, today he felt energetic. The number one genius of his generation now belonged to the Sunrise sect which catapulted their reputation among the sects.

"Why is the door still clo ...

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