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... tly; Xavier Cooper’s exaggerated chewing was purely for show.

The robust power of the medicine was like a clear spring, surging to his limbs and bones in an instant. Duncan Kong was extremely delighted, having once taken Elixirs from Healington, whose effects were more than ten times weaker than this one.

He dared not neglect the opportunity and quickly sat down cross-legged, circulating his own Cultivation Technique to guide the True Qi, carrying the power of the medicine, throu ...

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