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At Tai Hua Holy Land, atop a ten-thousand-zhang tall mountain, stood a Daoist temple, surrounded by a dense network of formations that drew the splendor of sun and moon, channeling it into the temple.
Inside the temple, Lin Qinghan, the Holy Maiden of Tai Hua, was comprehending the Path. Her saintly body absorbed the qi of the sun and moon, her aura soaring unceasingly.
After a long while, she finally opened her eyes, her bright and clear pupils like tranquil waters, "I've finally taken half a step and become a Quasi-Emperor. Just one last half step away from becoming an Immortal Emperor."
A middle-aged man flew to the peak on his sword.
"Father?"
"Very good, you are indeed the most talented disciple of our younger generation in Tai Hua Holy Land. Sooner or later, you can become an Immortal Emperor. This time, I have come to ask you to do something."
"What is it?"
Lin Qinghan blinked curiously.
