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... d. Not bad.”
A few breaths later, the bull-riding Taoist nodded smilingly and said, “You’re not bad, young one...”
Ye Qing wasn’t expecting this at all. Before he could react though, the bull-riding Taoist let out an amiable chuckle, and the sea of purple qi descended. It transformed into a black-and-white, yin-and-yang painting.
“Time to go, my bull...”
The old Taoist slowly walked into the painting after that.
Right before he stepped inside the painting, ...
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