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... oment, all the disciples were dressed neatly and looked solemn. The men and women were separated and lined up in neat rows. They listened to the Elder who acted as the master of the ceremony reciting the final congratulatory words.
The white-haired Elder spoke in a calm tone, and the long scroll in his hand was filled with dense, small words. It was so long that it even dragged to the ground.
As the Sect Master, Jiang Miaoran sat at the head of the table. The complicated red cere ...
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