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... stared at Boul Brimgan to say, "There are two builds a cultivator with three Natures can attain."

"First, is like you, one whose three Natures perfectly complement each other to unleash a singular result." Inala pointed at Boul Brimgan to say, "I call this the State of Harmony."

"Harmony…" Boul Brimgan muttered as immediately in response, all the relevant information from Brangara's research popped up in his mindspace, "It's what he was looking into."

"Yeah," Inala nodded ...

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