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... the sect rules are clear. There are only ten days left until the deadline for your courtyard at Little Lingxu Peak. I think you should start making arrangements. After these ten days, if you still haven't completed your sect mission and reached the required points, you'll have to leave the mountain."

"Furthermore, I would like to remind you that points cannot be transferred privately. You must complete the sect missions. Moreover, you cannot fake any tasks. If you are discovered, the le ...

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