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Mo Tingchang traveled through time and became the head of a small clan of immortal cultivators. In order to avoid the blood demon tribulation, he led his clansmen to flee everywhere. There were countless such families, but he gradually felt something was wrong... Why was it that the people in this family were mediocre in refining alchemy and weapons, but they massacred the monks... So easily? "Tsk, tsk, tsk, if this person is released before, he must be a good puppet refining material!" "Hey, keep your voice down, the head of the family is about to find out."