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"The internal sect competition…"
It began to rain in Little Qiong Peak.
Li Changshou tidied up the pills in the Pill Chamber and headed towards the straw hut. He was thinking about the important internal sect competition that he and his junior sister could not avoid.
Now, his cultivation level was at the first stage of the Dao Requital realm. His disciple ranking within the sect was maintained in the twenties.
To the sect, he was an immortal seedling who had taken the wrong path. He liked to refine pills and array formations.
To Li Changshou, that position was just right. He did not have much of a presence, but he could also receive better treatment in the sect.
He kept a wisp of immortal senses and watched Daoist Kuai Si, who was in seclusion on the Immortal Downpour Peak. Li Changshou then focused most of his attention back onto the trivial matter before him…
"It's time to deliver the poison."
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