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Luo Qingzhou put on his mask and left the residence through the back door. He wanted to make a trip to the Treasure Gathering Pavilion.

He spent his remaining 250 gold coins and the 20 gold coins he had picked up on the road last night.

Tendon Refinement Potions were even more expensive than the Flesh Refinement Potions, so he only bought two bottles.

However, the shop assistant said that the Tendon Refining Potion would last longer than the Flesh Refining Potion. ...

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* Ping’an means peace

** The four directions here are just the four sides of the map of China and the earth. As for the World of Righteousness, it was only one of the four “World”.

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