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Fuyao Palace.
Lu Bei talked the talk and walked the walk. When he returned to the boudoir, the bodies of the three palace masters were still warm.
Cradling the tender beauties, he was disinterested in plucking flowers, so he waved his hand and sprinkled a starry sea, sending Han MiaoJun and Yan Xiaoshuang to cool off on the side.
One second they were beloved darlings, the next they were cast aside like cold tea. Lu Bei turned his back on them faster than a cat, leaving Master Han grinding her silver teeth in anger and taking it out on Yan Xiaoshuang.
She did it under the guise of adding some green to Lu Bei's hat.
Lu Bei sat alone in the quiet chamber, entered his micro-world after activating the barrier, and then opened Yinglong's Universe Ring to take out the gains from his trip.
A small cauldron and a scroll of Taoist teachings.
The Black Turtle Cauldron.
Origin Dao Scripture.
