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... vity (purple) body of dragon and tiger (blue) natural wisdom root (blue) soul essence (blue)

  【Power of Luck】: 553 strands

  [Luck Seeds]: One high-level seed and one low-level seed.

  Looking at his panel, he has two luck seeds at the same time.

  Jiang Yuan was troubled by happiness in his heart.

  The high-level luck-swallowing seed, the one that devours luck, hasn't bloomed yet, and now another low-level one is coming.

   "Forget it, something is be ...

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