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"But even so, you're probably doing this for your own status, right?"
Yan Dongqing gazed at Yan Changkong, his lips quivering slightly, but these words ultimately went unspoken.
Yan Changkong looked at his face and sighed deeply, "To be honest, in doing so, I certainly have my own selfish reasons, but if my status within the Sect increases, wouldn't it benefit you and the Yan Family as well? As members of the same family, wouldn't I take care of you on the battlefield? And has the Baize Immortal City not accumulated a wealth of Spirit Stones and resources over hundreds of glorious years?"
Upon hearing this, Yan Dongqing felt a flicker of interest and sighed, "Uncle Changkong, there's no need to say more... I will introduce you to the Island Master, but as for the matters thereafter, I carry little weight, and you'll need to speak for yourself..."
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Several days later.
Dragon Fish Island.
