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Murmurs of studying drifted from the neighboring courtyard, occasionally interspersed with scolding.
Those were several disciples from the Carefree Sect dragging their heavily injured bodies, studying diligently by the cold window.
It had to be said, Duge's motivational methods were very effective. For the sake of future limb regeneration, for future wealth and honor, for future vengeance, everyone was putting in two hundred percent effort...
There wasn't much attribute left to squeeze out of these guys anymore; going any more ruthless could actually take their lives. Although the local City God and land deities didn't usually interfere much, what if a few lost souls became wild ghosts and went to the Underworld to file a complaint against him?
At this critical juncture, both heaven and earth were searching for Alien Warriors; if the Underworld found out, then heaven would too.
