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Feng Jiuxuan concluded his business, brushed his robe, and left, leaving a disheveled Xu Yuan amidst the wind.
The very killing move he had taken pride in was imitated after just one glance.
He found it somewhat hard to accept.
Even though he had long been aware that the past life's "Cangyuan Chronicles" was just the tip of the iceberg in this world, the Blood Essence Meteoring Art was one of the only three blood-colored cultivation techniques after all.
How come it now felt like it was becoming commonplace?
Compared to Xu Yuan's astonishment, the remaining two people in the hall seemed to have grown accustomed to such oddities.
Xu Changge had studied swordsmanship under Feng Jiuxuan in his early years.
And over the decades, Xu Yinhè had naturally come to understand the strength of this big uncle very clearly.
Settling back into his seat, Xu Yinhè looked at Xu Yuan, who was still doubting his life in the same spot, and said,
