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Mo Qianjun chuckled. "After having his martial arts crippled by the disciples of Hai Cang Mountain, Zhao Dahe has been re-cultivating. It's only a matter of time before he recovers, and when the time comes, he'll finally be able to face Monk Zhi Shan!"

Jing Guinian asked, "Brother Xiong, please do not interrupt us. We're discussing something serious. Let me ask you, Zhao Dahe, how did you manage to escape unscathed from Monk Zhi Shan with a cultivation level that low?"

After hearing Mo Qianjun's words, Jing Guinian could finally lay his heart to rest. 

Earlier on, he had used various nonsensical questions to hide his true intent. After all, even if he could not achieve his goal, he could just laugh it off.

His sect had used a sexual entrapment strategy against Zhao Dahe, and with that, they had managed to hold him down. However, there was still a ton of animosity within the sect towards Zhao Dahe and it was only lying dormant.

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