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It was raining in the southern wilds!
The girl carrying the rifle walked silently, the place was so barren, so desolate, almost without any sign of human life, everything seemed so bleak.
Yet even so, she kept moving slowly, circling the forbidden land over and over again, as if trying to walk around the entire area.
During her walk, she occasionally cast her gaze into the interior of the forbidden land, watching the misty drizzle and tightly clenching the rifle in her hand.
It seemed to her that the forbidden land, though in disguise, was clearly visible and had no effect on her at all.
After a while, she slowly stopped.
She found a locust tree.
Locust tree, ghost wood!
Where the yin energy is the heaviest!
She glanced at the locust tree, sat down cross-legged on the ground, closed her eyes, and began to silently practice her cultivation technique.
But, she hadn't been practicing for long.
"Hmm..."
