Lingshuang's Disciple-Taking and Mutated Spiritual Roots
Lingshuang wore a vibrant crimson robe that fluttered sharply in the wind, moving like a burning flame through the bustling streets and alleys of the Ling'ao Island marketplace.
With a stalk of spirit grass dangling from her mouth and her hands clasped behind her head, she strolled leisurely, browsing the stalls on either side as she pondered buying some novel little trinkets.
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