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(Wishing all friends and readers of Door of Creation a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!)
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"I never even swore while chasing after girls in my younger days, and you think a tiny Xuan Pill like you can make me swear..." While Ning Cheng spoke, he had already begun casting various restrictions.
One after another, these restrictions locked down the ring to prevent Feng Yushan from self-destructing his small world. If Ning Cheng really got trapped in there, he might have no way to threaten Feng Yushan.
As good as a small world might be, it was only useful for surviving, cultivating spiritual grass, and providing Grey Toot a home in this place. Ning Cheng was unwilling to swear an oath over such trivial matters. Although he didn't quite believe in the power of oaths, as a cultivator, he preferred to avoid unexpected influences.
