Chapter 125: A Golden Core Swallowed, My Fate is Mine, Not Heaven’s
The moon was bright, and the night air felt like water.
Tonight, Qingyun was like a spring after a cold winter—blossoming with vitality. Countless disciples and elders cheered over the destruction of the Flame Dragon Valley, rejoicing that a true dragon like Zhou Chen had been born within Qingyun.
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