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... his expression remained the same.
He has always known that his cultivation qualifications are not very good.
This is what the martial artist in the town said.
Gu He picked up a small blood-colored stone on the table, "Drop a drop of blood on it."
As instructed, Qin Huai bit his finger and squeezed out a drop of blood.
A reddish light glowed on the stone, and after touching it for a second or two, it slowly receded.
Gu He looked up at Qin Huai, with a st ...
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