
About This Novel
There was a boy who was the pride of his parents when he was young; There was a boy who was the envy of others when he was young; There was once a boy who was the pride of his sect when he was young; Leave the courtyard, enter the sect, explore ruins, and explore places; Traveling around the world, embarking on the path of immortality, looking back with admiration; What I miss most are those figures.
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