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The "fine" tradition of the family.

"It's alright, it's alright. It turns out that they're all a bunch of short-lived ghosts. " Ling Chuxi was really worried that a group of old demons would appear. When she heard that the qu family's descendants 'lifespans were less than a hundred years, she finally put her heart at ease.

Ling Chuxi thought of qu Xiang 'er's flying spirit weapon that was refined from the skeleton of a divine bird. It seemed that her guess was right. The unlucky divine bird had indeed been killed by the qu family before it was refined into a spirit weapon.

That's right, there was also the pendant on qu Xiang 'er's chest. That dark green bead with amazing defensive power, could it also have come from some kind of divine beast?

"Don't underestimate those short-lived people. Do you know what the biggest weakness of a cultivator from the venerable realm is?" Wei Wuming asked.

"I don't know," Ling Chuxi shook her head. She really did not know about this.

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