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... feeling the gentle breeze rustle her hair. A jute basket hung by her waist, tied with two little strings that kept the thing firmly in place. Searching through the grass, she picked up stalks of spirit grass, before placing it into the basket. Just another day as usual for her, if not for the person accompanying her.
“I still don’t know how you can pick these without any Qi sense,” Yan Yun said, walking behind Yin. She had been accompanying Yin in her task the past few days, learning ho ...
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