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In the blink of an eye,
several days had passed.
In Qingshi City, within a mysterious courtyard of the Luo Family Ancestral Land that exuded an ancient aura,
underneath a stone pavilion made of bluestone,
the Ancestor of the Luo Family, Luo Changfeng, was at this moment holding a cup of tea, sipping it slowly with a calm expression.
And standing by his side was Ruan Liuli,
who at this time, had a cold expression on her face.
Quietly, she stood behind Luo Changfeng,
occasionally pouring him a cup of steaming hot tea.
"Do you think..."
"Does immortality really exist in this land?"
Underneath the stone pavilion,
Luo Changfeng muttered softly.
It seemed as though he was asking himself, but also as if he were posing the question to Ruan Liuli standing beside him.
However, quite clearly,
Ruan Liuli could not give any answer to this question, other than a slight shake of her head.
"Above Blood Cultivation lies Mortal Transcendence,"
