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... p again, three days had already passed.
He opened his eyes in a daze, the seclusion room was in disarray, and there were dozens of empty glass bottles scattered before him.
Li Mo had lost count of how many temporary arms he transplanted in the process of refining Corpse Mountain.
He glanced at his side; the wounds there had long since healed completely, though faint scars remained as evidence of the severity of past injuries.
A reckless move like Li Mo’s would pro ...
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