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... f she was asleep.

Other than rusted green copper, the chinks in her armor also played host to frosty white.

She had already brought her Qi to its peak condition. Even the mountain was expressing its servitude.

She naturally wasn't sleeping. She was listening to the battlefield.

She heard the sword of Mount Li, the sleeve of the Li Palace, and the slender fingers of South Stream Temple, but none of this moved her.

Then, she heard the sound of a blade leaving its shea ...

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