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The exchange of techniques was utterly hopeless.
Although Yang Ji had previously coveted the Vertical Soil Golden Light, after obtaining the Sword Wings, that longing was no longer as intense.
If he went to the Dao Sect, he believed that he could obtain a great speed-related Divine Power through his own abilities.
There was no need to be obsequious at the Changqing Gate.
Some things can't be begged for.
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The council had dispersed, and everyone had returned to their respective mountains.
Inside the secret chamber.
Yang Ji once again began his secluded cultivation.
It was indeed as the saying goes, "In the mountains unaware of the passage of years, a thousand years pass in the outside world."
Although a thousand years had not passed, seasons changed from spring to autumn, and from heat to cold.
Another twenty-five years had indeed gone by, truly showing no mercy with the passing time.