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... vil’s Lie looked nothing like the legendary weapon feared in stories and whispered by trembling cultivators. Its hilt was bound in plain grey cloth, weathered and frayed, as if it had once been part of a mourner’s robe. The blade itself was dull, spotted, and rust-stained—as if it had seen centuries of silence and rot.
No ominous hum of power.
No chilling whisper in the back of his mind.
No pull of fate.
Just stillness.
He braced himself for something—visi ...
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