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Back then, Thieving Heaven Demon Venerable had expended his own theft path dao marks to refine this gamble Gu!
Gamble Gu gave random results that could not be influenced by anyone.
Thieving Heaven Demon Venerable was special, he was an otherworldly demon who possessed otherworldly dao marks. Thieving Heaven's space was founded on the basis of his otherworldly dao marks. Meanwhile, gamble Gu was refined with his otherworldly theft path dao marks.
Gamble Gu did not have any offensive power by itself, it was powerless no matter what the result was. But the luck gamble killer move that used it as the core was extremely dangerous. 
Whether it succeeded or failed, there was no way to predict it.
But it was because of this characteristic, even Immortal Zombie Giant Sun's luck could not interfere with it.
The probability of winning the luck gamble was equal for both Immortal Zombie Giant Sun and Qin Ding Ling.
Qin Ding Ling won the previous time, now, it was Immortal Zombie Giant Sun's win.
However, Immortal Zombie Giant Sun did not feel any joy.
Because whether she lost or won, Qin Ding Ling would only profit.
The reason?
It was due to the profundity of luck path.
Luck was essentially categorized into two types: good luck and bad luck. The size of luck varied from person to person; in general, the higher the cultivation, the larger the luck.
Comparing Immortal Zombie Giant Sun's and Qin Ding Ling's luck.
Immortal Zombie Giant Sun's luck was extremely vast, it was at Dao Lord level. There was little bad luck, while good luck occupied the majority of it.
And Qin Ding Ling?
Qin Ding Ling's luck was far smaller than Immortal Zombie Giant Sun's. Bad luck occupied most of it, while good luck was little.
Qin Ding Ling was only a rank eight expert, her luck would naturally be smaller than Immortal Zombie Giant Sun's.
Luck was a variable! She was against a powerful enemy like Immortal Zombie Giant Sun, with the luck of all living beings influencing each other, even if she had good luck, it would be affected and turned into bad luck.
Thus, firstly, Qin Ding Ling's luck was far smaller than her opponent's. She was basically gambling with a smaller chip, this was a huge advantage in itself.
Secondly, Qin Ding Ling had a lot of bad luck, when it was transferred to Immortal Zombie Giant Sun, it would contaminate his luck as well.
The basis of Giant Sun Immortal Venerable's combat system was positive and powerful luck. This had two crucial points, one was he needed to have vast luck, the other was that his luck needed to be positive, which meant the more good luck he had, the better.
If Qin Ding Ling won more and lost less in the luck gamble, Immortal Zombie Giant Sun's luck would greatly decrease. If Qin Ding Ling won less and lost more, even though Immortal Zombie Giant Sun would obtain her luck, it would mostly contain bad luck.
Immortal Zombie Giant Sun fell into a dilemma.
He had many methods to transform his bad luck into good luck. But this process would spend immortal essence and mental energy, he would be sacrificing many opportunities when he battled Star Constellation Immortal Venerable again. 
Even worse was that once he turned his bad luck into good luck, and he lost to Qin Ding Ling in the next luck gamble, what would he do?
Would he not be reinforcing the enemy?
Bam bam bam…
There was a chain of self-detonations, over thirty truthful floating ice pieces were destroyed.
There was only ten percent or so remaining of the Crazed Demon formation!
The Crazed Demon formation's power continued to weaken, there was also only about forty percent remaining of the great world in the eighth layer. Everything was used to nurture the central truthful floating ice piece.
The three Crazed Demon Eccentrics continued to carve the truthful floating ice, their expressions becoming fanatic.
The strength of Limitless' countermeasures originated from the Crazed Demon formation. If not for this, Star Constellation Immortal Venerable or Immortal Zombie Giant Sun would have already destroyed the source of Limitless' countermeasures.
Back then, Limitless Demon Venerable had deliberately arranged it as one whole to make others hold themselves back if they wanted to obtain eternal life research results. They had to accept the threat and be indistinctly restricted by the countermeasures.
As the Crazed Demon formation continued to disappear, the upper limits of strength in the Gu Immortals' fight continued to rise.
Immortal Zombie Giant Sun used more powerful methods.
Star Constellation Immortal Venerable similarly raised the strength of her skills.
Immortal Zombie Giant Sun was being hindered by Qin Ding Ling, he unavoidably fell into a disadvantage.
"We must kill Qin Ding Ling!" This became a general consensus.
Not only Immortal Zombie Giant Sun, other pseudo venerables also attacked.
But this was Star Constellation Chessboard Formation, since Star Constellation Immortal Venerable's painstaking scheme against Immortal Zombie Giant Sun succeeded, how could she let Qin Ding Ling be attacked easily?
"The situation is not good, we need to reinforce Giant Sun Immortal Venerable!"
"If we want to support Giant Sun, we need to kill Qin Ding Ling. At worst, we need to disturb and break her killer move."
"But Star Constellation Chessboard Formation can transfer her anywhere instantly, so we still need to destroy this formation first!"
After back and forth discussions, it still returned to the starting point.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
Stars shot forward one after the other, destroying the protective golden light, and forcing Immortal Zombie Giant Sun to retreat.
Guh.
He coughed out cold, dark corpse blood. Starlight shone on his chest, no matter how his golden light spread, the starlight was still shining brightly. His injuries were very heavy!
Because of Qin Ding Ling impeding him, Immortal Zombie Giant Sun's battle strength had fallen sharply. He was actually showing signs of defeat in the battle with Star Constellation Immortal Venerable!
Looking at Immortal Zombie Giant Sun coughing blood, the expressions of Lu Wei Yin and the others changed.
Was Immortal Zombie Giant Sun going to lose in the battle of two venerables?
The previous battle situation already proved that Immortal Zombie Giant Sun was the strongest battle strength in the allied forces, second was Gu Yue Fang Yuan. If Immortal Zombie Giant Sun were to be defeated, that would mean the allied forces lost!
However, no matter how unwilling Lu Wei Yin and the rest were, they were aware that it was normal for Star Constellation Immortal Venerable to have such an advantage.
There were many factors that influenced a fight between Gu Immortals.
One was cultivation level and number of dao marks. Star Constellation Immortal Venerable and Immortal Zombie Giant Sun were equal in this.
Second was immortal essence and Immortal Gu. Both sides were about the same.
Third was battle experience. It was a draw between Star Constellation Immortal Venerable and Immortal Zombie Giant Sun.
Fourth was external environment, whether it could be used or not. Star Constellation Immortal Venerable exceeded Immortal Zombie Giant Sun in this aspect, at least, it was true for the moment.
Immortal Zombie Giant Sun used Luck Suppression Heavenly Palace, Calamity Luck Altar, and Savage Wilderness Great World. He then allied with Fang Yuan, deliberately destroyed Primordial Domain, then allied with Fang Yuan again to explore the Crazed Demon formation and the Door of Life and Death. 
Star Constellation Immortal Venerable fought many battles using the strength of Book Mountain, Primordial Domain, Crazed Demon formation, immortal graveyard, Door of Life and Death, Spectral Soul Demon Venerable, Green Lotus Great World, Star Constellation Chessboard, and Limitless' countermeasures. 
Fifth were combat methods. Gu formations, battlefield killer moves, Gu houses, and all kinds of killer moves. Star Constellation Immortal Venerable and Immortal Zombie Giant Sun were both excellent beyond doubt in this aspect, it was hard to tell who was better. 
Sixth was combat system.
Immortal Zombie Giant Sun's combat system contained extremely powerful potential for later, but it was miraculously cracked by Qin Ding Ling.
Star Constellation Immortal Venerable also possessed an exceptional combat system which she had been using all along.
This combat system was the combined combat systems of Ming Hao, Yu Xiu, and Feng Ya.
In the offensive aspect, the main method was Fairy Ming Hao's flying star killer move.
Wisdom path Gu Immortals often used exquisite killer moves because of the superiority of their path. These killer moves usually contained many Gu worms and had complicated procedures for activation. This was why the calculation ability of wisdom path Gu Immortals was extraordinary, only then could they control their killer moves properly.
But in Star Constellation Immortal Venerable's combat system, the flying star method was almost the only method in the offensive aspect, it could be said to be extremely lacking and unvaried! 
Was Star Constellation Immortal Venerable intentionally throwing away the obvious advantage of wisdom path?
That was not the case.
First of all, the killer move flying star looked simple but that was not true. If it was used repeatedly one after the other, every move would be a consecutive move. Immortal Zombie Giant Sun was hit by so many stars that by now, the injuries caused by the stars had reached the point of inflicting serious injuries.
Secondly, the deficiency in the offensive aspect was exactly Star Constellation Immortal Venerable's ingenuity.
Looking at the whole combat system, Star Constellation Immortal Venerable took out the calculation requirement from the offense aspect and transferred it onto herself, letting her have an immense grasp over the battle situation at all times!
It was because of this grasp over the situation that Star Constellation Immortal Venerable could use all the surrounding resources to the limit, even as the weak side, she could win against the strong, against the strong alliance army that had high numbers, she actually led Heavenly Court to the height of victory.
Star Constellation Immortal Venerable's combat system could use the environment to suppress enemies and use emotions to affect them. Spectral Soul Demon Venerable was one of the victims.
Immortal Zombie Giant Sun and Star Constellation Immortal Venerable were equal in many aspects. However, in this deadlock, Immortal Zombie Giant Sun's combat system was obstructed, while Star Constellation Immortal Venerable continued to maintain her combat system and her advantages.
These advantages were insignificant alone, but they stacked together until Immortal Zombie Giant Sun fell into the danger of losing!
"Fang Yuan, it is time to stake our lives and fight, what are you still hesitating for?!" Immortal Zombie Giant Sun suddenly shot towards the azure sphere.
Luck path killer moves erupted like a rainstorm, attempting to break the sphere and release Fang Yuan.
But Star Constellation Immortal Venerable was already guarded against this. She immediately attacked, star shadows flickered, Immortal Zombie Giant Sun suffered a heavy attack again, his killer move was also destroyed halfway.
"We must help Fang Yuan, he will reinforce Giant Sun Immortal Venerable." Lu Wei Yin called out.
Paradise Earth sighed: "Sigh, if my tomb had not been destroyed, I would have venerable cultivation level now and be able to resolve this predicament."
"These damned fodder!" Zhan Bu Du waved his punch, killing another Heavenly Court member. However, these Heavenly Court Gu Immortals would revive shortly afterwards, there was no way to kill them completely.
What's more, there was still Qi Sea Ancestor behind Zhan Bu Du.
Half of the Limitless' chains on Qi Sea Ancestor had already disappeared.
On one hand, other Gu Immortals were helping him, on the other hand, the Crazed Demon formation itself was shrinking. The upper limit of strength in the Gu Immortals' fights was continuously increasing, there was now a much higher tolerance for the killer move Hu elevation.
However, Qi Sea Ancestor still did not have the strength to protect himself, he required Zhan Bu Du's constant protection.
"Everyone, protect me!" Paradise Earth shouted, retreating to the center of the group.
The other immortals protected him and gave Paradise Earth precious time to use his killer move.
Heaven path killer move — Heavenly Summary Earthly Norm.
A mysterious aura spread from his body and charged towards the azure sphere like an air wave.
This killer move was extremely profound, it could restore heaven and earth to its normal state, it was the nemesis of battlefield killer moves.
It was perfect to break the encirclement!
The azure sphere was already enduring the pressure from Fang Yuan, now that the killer move heavenly summary earthly norm hit, it immediately collapsed.
Fang Yuan gave a loud shout, as he flew out like a tiger let out of its cage.
"Paradise Earth, I hope you can lend me a hand again!" Fang Yuan sent out a multi-colored rainbow, taking Paradise Earth as he charged towards Qin Ding Ling!
Heaven path killer move — Heavenly Summary Earthly Norm!
Paradise Earth took in a deep breath, after using the killer move, his orifices started bleeding, his face became pale as paper. 
Formless air currents moved forward, everywhere they went, starry paths broke down, turning into nothingness.
Without the starry paths, it was difficult for Star Constellation Immortal Venerable to move Qin Ding Ling.
Her eyes flickered with cold light, she immediately gave up on rescuing Qin Ding Ling and fiercely attacked Immortal Zombie Giant Sun instead. 
"Damn you, Fang Yuan!" Immortal Zombie Giant Sun roared, his chest was torn from the attack and his soul was heavily injured.
At this time, Qin Ding Ling was killed by Fang Yuan.
However, Immortal Zombie Giant Sun could not turn the situation around. Thousands of stardust shot towards him, he destroyed most of them but several hundreds still struck his body. 
So much starlight accumulated in Immortal Zombie Giant Sun's injuries that they were already intense like fire!
Immortal Zombie Giant Sun was close to death.
Star Constellation Immortal Venerable continued to attack him ruthlessly.
The final fatal attack!


With his Three Fundamental Views* unrighteous, the demon is reborn.
An old dream in the ancient days, a new author with an identical name.
An old story about a time traveler who was constantly being reborn.
An eccentric world that grows, cultivates, and uses Gu. 
The Spring Autumn Cicada, Moonlight Gu, Liquor worm, Comprehensive Golden Light Worm, Fine Black Hair Gu, Hope Gu. . . . . .
And a peerless great demon that freely acts to his heart’s content.
Translator's Synopsis: 
A story of a villain, Fang Yuan who was reborn 500 years into the past with the Spring Autumn Cicada he painstakingly refined. With his profound wisdom, battle and life experiences, he seeks to overcome his foes with skill and wit! Ruthless and amoral, he has no need to hold back as he pursues his ultimate goals. In a world of cruelty where one cultivates using Gu - magical creatures of the world - Fang Yuan must rise up above all with his own power.
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Gu is a legendary venomous insect, often used in black magic practices. It can take on the form of several insects, usually snakes, crickets, worms etc.
* = one's world view, values of worth and philosophy on life 


- Early morning

Zhang Jie Yu and Yue Qiu Shan were seated in a restaurant. There was a stone table in front of them and stone chairs about half a metre tall surrounding the tables. On the table was a jade tray, containing a pot and several tea cups. Two praying mats were beside them, with two other people occupying them.

The rising sun had just begun to shine. Zhang Jie Yu was seated quietly, meditating and chanting Dao Mantras. There was a line of Qi energy, similar to a thread on his body. 

Yue Qiu Shan had originally been drinking tea, but seeing a white string of Qi energy on his disciple’s body he knew it was the energy of an Elementary Scholar. He then said, "This energy is very profound. I was just thinking about your examinations, I did not expect to see results so soon. This is a gift.”

“With the Elementary Scholar status, your mortal side has been dissolved considerably.”

As Zhang Jie Yu was deep in meditation, his senses were all shut, and thus did not hear anything. A string of purple energy was visible for a second before he started vomiting. After three huffs, it disappeared. 

Yue Qiu Shan hurriedly poured a cup of red tea and brought it to Zhang Jie Yu who opened his eyes after smelling the aroma. 

Yue Qiu Shan smiled and said, "Come and sit Jie Yu.”

Zhang Jie Yu took the cup, drank a few mouthful and said, "That tasted good.”

“The product of a wealthy land obtained from ancient people with sincerity.” Yue Qiu Shan sighed and said, "Your Elementary Scholar status is already out.”

“In this world, people only care about wealth.” Yue Qiu Shan sighed again and said, " Look at these items. The curtains, the wooden files, the stove, the kneeling and praying mats. Even the tea you just drank. Are they not wealth too?”

“If you wish to speak of things of the Earth; although the divine mountains are not of this planet, Black Alter Sect’s mountain, Truth Sect’s Flat West mountain and First Pole Sect’s Green Treasure mountain, are they not Immortal mountains and not of this world either?”

“There can be no divine mountains without mountains.”

“As for paradise, even if our sect conquers the divine mountains, it is still a mountain. Therefore, the mountain Immortals, regardless, are still mountain people too.”

“These mountains need to have spiritual sources as with everything under the heavens.”

“Since there are many mountains on this Earth, you cannot conquer just one mountain and proclaim yourself king. People have to confer the title upon you, and recognize this to prevent any trouble. You know that if a mountain has no spiritual energy, conquering it means you are a just a rogue cultivator, and can only reach spirit Immortality. 

“This disciple knows that there are five classes of Immortals. Spirit Immortals, Human Immortals, Earth Immortals, Deity Immortals and Heaven Immortals. As for rogue cultivators, even if a human can cultivate the five energies, he will be no younger than a hundred and twenty when he is done. Then he will become a mere spirit Immortal. Zhang Jie Yu’s face was pale as he sighed, "The manual says that the pains of cultivating surpasses all else. Cultivation is like crops grown in sand and rocks, almost impossible to result in growth. Even if a person has the ability to fly, he would come up empty when he reaches paradise, and would only undergo transformation after.”     

“Only when there’s paradise, will there be Earth Immortals. Only when there’s a divine mountain, will there be Deity Immortals. The point of this discussion is to highlight the fact that even if you have the substance to become Immortal, but do not reach paradise, you will not become an Immortal. But our sect knows the path to paradise, and we have cultivated up to Earth Immortal status. 

“But teacher, what is the actual reason for coming so early? I am guessing it is not to say all these things.”

Yue Qiu Shan laughed and said, "We have thirteen people under us, and among them, I like you the most. You are young and have already developed such intelligence. Before I can even say anything, you have already guessed my intentions. You are correct.”

“Paradise has its limitations. I truly hope you will be able to rise in rank and eventually become an Earth Immortal, if not, to obtain the highest manual. But a word of advice, in order to become an Earth Immortal, you have to stand out from the rest.”

“I have a mission. If you are able to accomplish it, you will stand out from your peers.”

“Yes, thank you teacher for your guidance. Presumably, the new list of disciples have been confirmed?”

“The Elementary Scholars have been confirmed. Look, this is the namelist. Invite the Elementary Scholars according to this list. Silver Dragon Temple is just outside of the city and we have several outer circle disciples in the temple. Take these people into the temple. As to how you’re going to make them yield to you, I wish to see your methods. Take this as a test.”

“If you must know, unless you become a True Sovereign, you can never leave the mortal world. These disciples, regardless of inner or outer circle, are just assistants. Do not think too much of them.”

“Yes, I understand. If there is no inner or outer circle, even the heavens and divine mountains will not be able to contain me.” Zhang Jie Yu laughed as he spoke.

   …………

Safe Travels Inn

Pei Zi Yun was in his room reading after just having breakfast. At this point, he had no spiritual roots and was thus, unable to cultivate. Since he had nothing better to do, he started reading essays.

“After careful calculation, considering I did not make any mistakes, I should be ranked in the first band among the top three. The worst case situation would have me at the top of the second band.”

“It’s just that I am feeling very uneasy, I do not know why.” Pei Zi Yun thought of his mother back in Snail Village, and Ye Su'er back at Peach Flower Origins monastery and felt a flutter in his heart that would not become still. He turned a few times in his bed and tried to read the essay that he had memorized and written in the exams. He then sighed and finally understood.

I've obtained the literary skills of the old Elementary Scholar. Although he was very talented, it took him a long time before he eventually acquired the Elementary Scholar title. Hence, he bore a sense of despair and resentment.

“And this was shown when I wrote the essay. It was flawless in every aspect except for that tone of resentment.”

There was a knock on the door.

“Oh, it is brother Tang!” the person on the door was Tang Zhen, with a bubbly demeanor. He laughed and said, "Brother Pei, you have rested for two days already! Shall we go out and have some fun today?”

He then took out his invitation. Pei Zi Yun opened it and took a look. The invitation was from a poet’s society for a meet. The venue was at River View restaurant which was not far from the inn. Pei Zi Yun considered for a moment, thinking of how restless he was just now, being unable to read his essay. He did not want to seem too anti-social as well, so he decided to stop hesitating and finally said, "Of course.”

After instructing the hotel staff to bring some hot water for him to wash, he dressed in a newly washed and starched outfit. 

Before long, they were along the walkway as they approached the restaurant. From afar, they were able to spot it along the banks of the river. It had a good five stories to it, and was all glass. As they got nearer, they noticed that the river was facing the restaurant, with a few boats rowing along it. 

“River View and River Reflections are the biggest restaurants around the river. But River Reflections is much newer.” As they reached the entrance, they were welcomed by a student who was dressed in white and had a golden belt. He was holding a fan and welcomed them. 

Before they got to the entrance, the student hurried over to welcome them, "It is the famous brother Pei. Welcome, welcome! I remember you from the banquet that night. The poem you wrote on stage was very good, and hence, we just had to invite you. I hope you do not find it strange that I am this straightforward.”

He then led Pei Zi Yun up to the roof of the restaurant. Pei Zi Yun’s heart leapt as he admired the view from such a height. The wind blew over as the river gushed below. The river was so huge that to look in one direction, you were unable to see the end of the other. This made him think of an ancient poem in his previous life, as he recalled the exact emotions he felt while he saw scenery like this. He then said, "The front never got to meet the ancestors, and the end never got to meet visitors. It can only gaze into the heavens for all eternity.”

When he had arrived at the last line, he could not bring himself to finish it because it was too tragic.

The last line of the poem was the most important point. By missing it out, it was taken that he had the talent but not the opportunity. He was a young man, and the results of the examinations were not even out, from where did he get such old sentiments? He thus stopped and pretended that the poem ended there. He then said softly, "The poem has ended. The last line shall be completed another time.”

“Good, what a good poem. The only thing that was missing was the last line. What a shame.” Pei Zi Yun heard somebody say. He turned around to find the person holding a teapot and standing up. He poured a cup of tea and gave it to him. It was Zhang Jie Yu.

Zhang Jie Yu was dressed in his usual sharp attire, wearing a red sash around his waist. His shoes had a seasoned look about them, and were not extravagant, but seemed like they had faced a storm. 

Pei Zi Yun looked confused as he thought to himself, "What confidence he has, who would have expected that he is now a disciple of Holy Jail Sect." 

“Hearing brother Pei’s three lines, I was intrigued, only to hear that the poem has ended. I shall drink three cups to help brother Pei’s poetic inspiration.” Zhang Jie Yu laughed as he spoke, full of confidence.

“Sure!”

The students all around him voiced their agreements. 

Everyone saw the leader of the poet’s society bringing a youth up the stairs and found him very familiar. The students around did not seem to mind and were all exchanging poems with each other. The youth abruptly recited a poem. After hearing his first line, they were all smiling. As he recited the second line, a few were shocked. When the third line was said, everyone felt that it was a special, mythical poem. But he failed to deliver the final line. Thus when Zhang Yu Jia suggested a toast of three cups to help with his inspiration, everyone agreed.

In his memory of the previous life, Zhang Jie Yu did not become an enemy of the original owner. They just had certain small conflicts. He unintentionally caused the original owner to take a misstep that eventually caused him to lose many years. At this point, Pei Zi Yun could not refuse the toast, and drank three cups. The wine was bitter, but he swallowed it anyway.

After walking a few steps, an idea came into his head, but he did not reveal it yet. He then laughed and said, "Today my inspiration for the poem is depleted and I cannot complete it.”

Zhang Jie Yu sat down, and did not move.

A student sighed and said, "It was such a majestic poem, but without its proper ending. What a waste. Why doesn’t brother Pei leave a mark on this restaurant until he is ready to finish his poem? Would that not be a good idea?”

At this point, the waiter came up to serve dessert and another waiter brought an inkstone and a quill.

What a coincidence. To bring up the writing materials just as it was suggested. A student then took the ink and quill, and dipped the quill into the inkstone.

Pei Zi Yun then walked up without hesitation, took the quill and started writing. 

Before long, he had written the first three lines of the poem, with the waiter himself reading the poem out loud.

Once he had finished, he too felt a tinge of regret. Noticing that the poem had no name he asked, "Will young master leave a name for the poem so that I can hang it up and wait for you to return and complete it.”

Pei Zi Yun laughed, “Since this poem was written atop this place, the poem shall be called River View.”

Suddenly, a commotion was heard downstairs and a Daoist man came upstairs. Seeing a table had some meat and wine, he proceeded to help himself to those.

The waiter was still thinking about the poem when he saw this unkempt Daoist and began to rage. 

From where did this dirty Daoist come from, and how dare he come into this restaurant and cause problems?!

Pei Zi Yun looked at this man and thought he looked familiar. A student said, "You dirty Daoist, all you know is eat and laze. And you still want to steal meat? Have you given up on your cultivation journey?”

As he said this, he drank the wine and replied, "Food and wine are for the stomach. Dao is for the heart.”

The student heard this and was enraged, "You are not speaking logic Daoist, in fact you are speaking rubbish.”

The waiter heard this and called for more waiters, "Come, let’s bring this scoundrel to the courts.”

Upon realizing the severity of the situation, Pei Zi Yun felt compelled to do something and said, "Just give him the wine and meat. Today is the poets gathering, why should everyone get upset.”

The waiter heard Pei Zi Yun and laughed, "Since master Pei asks for compassion, it will do us no harm to give him a plate of salted vegetables. But he has to eat somewhere else.”

As he said this, he instructed, "Give this Daoist some salted vegetable, and let him eat downstairs.”

Seeing this, the Daoist man said, "You wretched people, you don’t know better.”

The Daoist laughed as he walked down. Pei Zi Yun felt a laughter in his heart. He looked at Zhang Jie Yu and noticed he was deep in thought and was immobile. 

Nobody else knows, but I do. Zhang Jie Yu is a disciple of Holy Jail Sect. This Daoist man tried to fool around and disgraced the Dao. Zhang Jie Yu could not bear it.

But in a situation like this, this Daoist man seemed very fishy. This event is very suspicious as well.



Earth Immortals are cultivated from a blessed land,
Heaven Immortals move to and fro from the divine mountains.
I have a stalk of plum blossom, and I shall maraud the Will of the Heavens with it!

WHEN ROBERT MAXWELL fell naked into the dark waters off the Canary Islands from his yacht, The Lady Ghislaine, on November 5, 1991, he was aged 68, weighed 22 stone, and was in debt so deep that there was no possible solution to his problems.- 
   Burge here. This is some big and heavy stuff here.  I see that Epstein made an approach to Trump which I'm guessing is really an approach to Peter and Paul. I think I'm going to have to pull everyone together for a sit down. Everyone but Epstein and Ghislaine.  What is my aim in this thing? What's my angle?  To squeeze Epstein without getting killed. This  isn't going to be a piece of cake. I called Trump at home and his new semi platonic girlfriend Betty answered  his telephone.  I see she advertises as a therapist  in The Observer. Maybe she can help him get past his little problem? I've got his confession to Betty as well as some , uh, very touching scenes downloaded. Not that Trump himself offers much but it seems like he's being sucked into Epstein's web along with his very talented and charismatic friend Peter. I think he has enough pride to not want his problem blasted out to people he sees on a routine basis. When he got on the phone, I told him that I have a deep and intimate understanding of his relationship with Betty and as his friend, I will take his secret with me to the grave. Trump, Peter, Paul, Betty, Andrea and me had a meeting in the Greek's diner, which Andrea opened for the meeting. I laid  out the fact that I had downloaded videos and audios and pretty much know everything they've been doing lately. I told them that I have a serious prospect for some major league extortion, and for Andrea and Betty's benefit I made a brief summary on Epstein, his doings, his connections with Bob Grant, William Jefferson Clinton, Barbara Walters, Mossad, Prince Andrew, Michael Bloomberg and a host of others,  and that most likely he was blackmailing a lot of them for the benefit of Bibi Netanyahoo and probably the CIA too. Peter raised his hand like a schoolboy and told me that he'd be happy to take Epstein down and replace him. Now what or who comes after Epstein is a puzzle I haven't solved  It'd amuse me to see a greeno ghetto streetfighter step in as pimp and extortionist to the mighty. 
PARADISE LOST 
"THEY HAND IN HAND WITH wandring steps and slow, Through Eden took thir solitarie way."- final verse Paradise Lost
   More from Donald Trump's Opus: Epstein invited Trump, Peter and Paul to fly aboard his private jet to his private Island in the Caribbean. They all took him up on it. Peter  put Caroline, his Bottom Bitch in temporary charge of his business, and off they went with ten flies on the wall. I'm afraid to tell you who  was on the plane with them and what went on on the plane and the island, but it's all downloaded.  After spending an unimaginable weekend as Epstein's guest they flew back not quite to New York but to Teterboro Airport in Jersey Shire where FBI agents swarmed the plane as soon as it taxied to a full stop. All of them save Epstein were released. Epstein was nearly strangled on his first Saturday in the Federal Corrections Facility and  he was placed on 24/7 suicide watch although it was not suicide that had taken place.  It was an attack. Julius Kolisnychenko, an obese man over the age of fifty, in poor health, with overwhelming personal debts and with a history that included his having been found to be a psychopath by US Army doctors,  a man who has lost his driver's license due to having a sleep disorder was assigned by a dispatcher at the Masada Temporary Employment Agency in the Bronx as a substitute guard at the facility.
   Epstein and his attorneys convinced prison authorities that he was not at all suicidal and that he was looking forward to his trial. Julius Kolisnychenko strangled Epstein, whose body was found at seven in the morning. Kolisnychenko clocked out a six in the morning, swiped his Metrocard at the Houston Street station of the number four subway train and hasn't surfaced or been heard from since. A bonfire was observed on Lolita Island. So far everyone who's anyone is in the clear and only conspiracy theorists mention Robert Maxwell, Mossad or the CIA when speaking of the Epstein affair. Another Epstein has been chosen, one of humble background, not very polished or that well traveled, save Toronto and Honolulu.

Angor thought about following the same steps and creating another cape to see whether the outcome remained the same. But he gave up on this plan since it was too difficult to find enough resources at mortal lands.
The extra effect was beneficial, and this was more important right now.
The cape had a simple black design combined with pale golden markings that occasionally faded from view as the cape moved. The inner lining of the cape was made from a special beast hide resistant against cold and dust. There was a single shoulder pad over the right shoulder, while a teardrop-shaped crystal was attached to it.
The crystal was both an extra decoration and a simple space storage, which could be used to keep the cape when it wasn't in use. At the same time, the energy source was also placed inside the crystal.
Angor was pretty satisfied with the general coloring of his new garment. The golden patterns and the red fur interlining went well with his noble style, and he could fasten it tighter to remain inconspicuous.
However, the first designer of the cape, which was Nano, would get mad to see the final outcome. During their initial discussion, Nano used really bright colors on the cape, such as purple, light green, as well as shiny embroideries. And Nano was probably the only individual in this world who would walk in public in such chaotic colors.
Last but not least, he must see how well the Empty Ballad magic array turned out.
He took out a magic crystal and put it near the "teardrop charm", which quickly absorbed the crystal and began to glow with a golden light.
Angor then put on the cape and activated Empty Ballad, which received the energy provided by the teardrop object.
He didn't see any visible effect. In fact, he couldn't tell whether the magic array was working at all if he had not seen the energy stored in the teardrop depleting rapidly. He knew he was now protected.
He took a moment to observe the consumption rate and estimated that Empty Ballad required a new magic crystal to remain in effect for three days. This didn't sound like much at first, but it was in fact rather expensive since he needed to keep the magic array on at all times to prevent Prophets from looking at him or his family. Since he couldn't predict when exactly a Prophet would "scan" him, the magic crystals he spent on the cape would serve no purpose most of the time. Apprentices usually couldn't afford to waste money like this.
Angor did save a lot of magic crystals to keep the cape working for now, but he still felt his heart bleeding for it.
He studied Empty Ballad just to keep himself and his family safe from peeking eyes, and that was what he would do. From this point and on, he would leave the magic array activated at all times. Thankfully, the effect could cover a small area around its position as well, so he didn't have to wear the cape twenty-four seven. He could leave the cape inside the "teardrop storage" and carry the teardrop crystal with him. However, in this way, the covering effect would only protect him, and just barely.
"One less task to do…" He stretched his arms and took out his personal notebook to record his new crafting experience as well as several unsolved questions such as the unknown effect of the cape and Cassini.
Also, he came up with a name for his cape—The Crimson Aegis.
The cape had solved his most imminent concern. At least the Centipede Guild couldn't locate him as easily from now on. 
He had a night of much-needed good sleep and felt safer than ever. It was as if Crimson Aegis came to life and was guarding him against looming threats while also soothing his mind by chanting a gentle poem.
He woke up the next morning, feeling refreshed from head to toe. He was glad to notice that all the uneasiness and anxiety that had been bugging him during the past days were all gone. Now he somewhat understood why the magic array was named the "Empty Ballad".
The snowy weather continued.
In the early morning, Angor took out his Gondola and found a spot among several barren mountains several thousands of kilometers away from Lost Paradise City. He then took out his tools and materials to begin another crafting session.
Another alchemy omen occurred in midway, but he passed it without trouble since he already had the experience.
When the omen fully ended, it revealed a single gray feather floating in front of him.
This was the Dusky Feather, a mid-tiered alchemy item made for Toby.
Angor made this one to grant a similar stealth effect to Toby since he saw more than once that people could use Toby to track him down.
Dusky Feather was also enchanted with Infinite Reticence. With this, Toby could help him keep track of targets without being discovered.
After blending the item with Toby's usual gray feathers around his neck, Angor noticed that he would slowly forget about Toby's presence if he wasn't paying attention, just as expected.
"Let's go back." He summoned Toby, who was hopping around happily for getting a new toy, and left on his Gondola again.
He came to Lost Paradise City to look for Lucas' traces. But since he decided to quit this matter so as not to aggravate Jebra and the other investigating parties, and that there were no talents to be found here, he was going to head back to Yothur City, find Tulu, and continue their journey. 
Before leaving, he paid Ross Manor another visit. He had not given Neet the bottle of Indigo Elixir yet. He wasn't going to fail such a simple promise.
Within several minutes, Gondola took them to Oak Mountain. Angor put away his boat and moved toward Ross Mansion by using his flying boots.
After arriving at the snow-covered mansion and scanning it using spirit feelers, he soon found Neet happily talking to a young lady in the backyard.
Then he landed right behind Neet, which startled the poor sailor for good.
"Do you need something, sir?" Neet recovered from his shock and asked his partner to be polite in front of Angor.
Angor remained silent for a moment to observe the blushing pair.
"Apologizes. It seems I interrupted something."
"Ahem! No, sir, Sonata is just here to—"
The lady named Sonata, who was wearing a plain-looking dress, helped Neet by picking up the subject. "Sir Wizard, I'm a humble gardener working at Sherry Patio. I'm only a common friend of Mister Neet, and I'm glad we are."
"But Sonata, I truly—" Neet disagreed.
Sonata looked at the ground in sadness. Being a lowly servant meant she had no hope of accepting the love of a noble member.
Meanwhile, Angor instantly knew what was going on since this drama was too common in storybooks.
"Fine, I'll not meddle with your love affairs. Neet, you can take this."
He tossed a bottle of blue liquid to Neet, who quickly accepted it with a delighted look. 
"Thank you very much, sir!"
"You're welcome." Angor looked at Sonata. "Did you just say you worked for the Sherry Patio?"
Sonata nodded.
Angor frowned. He saw this name in Moyah's journal. It was a small garden full of a type of flowers called "sherry blossoms", and it was also where Moyah lived most of her life.
He wondered if the "Sherry Patio" mentioned by Sonata was the same place.
"Where is this patio?"
"This place right here is the Sherry Patio, sir," said Neet.
Angor looked around the small yard and saw patches of violet flowers striving against the snow.
An old well covered by haystacks in the corner of the yard suddenly caught his attention.
"When did your family start to live here?" He looked at Neet and asked a question that just came to his mind.
"Um, while Anrum has been constantly affected by wars, they never reached Lost Paradise City. The king granted us our territory at Winterrange, a city pretty far from here. But the descendants of the Ross Family have been living at Lost Paradise since the Age of Gold."
"You mean your family has existed in this city since three thousand years ago?"
"That's right, sir."


A young traveler who receives enlightenment from another civilization is on a mission to save his beloved mentor. In his journey to seek the ultimate truth, he travels extensively and along the way, he experiences some unpredictable encounters. Will he be able to save his mentor or will his path be derailed?

Let's talk about the world,
The people, the society, with their myrth
the government and their conquered
The evironment and their broken fate

World is a paradise of gray, 
Without anyone ever being in complete bright ray
Man created a fantasy,
Where anyone can wander easily

Mankind doin' fine 
Until they found themselves lost in vine
Loneliness like never-ending arrows in void
Lashes out the bliss of the sweet brine

How about we talk about us
Oh! I forgot to ask first if there's a reason 
Well, I'll just pretend there's something between us
Now, let's talk and make some reasons

You gave me another reason not to stop
Aren't you sorry for makin' me messed
Lettin' me continue to wander in your trap
Thinkin' that there's still hope, no less

You're indeed cruel for makin' me wait
Don't you realized I've been always hurt
Until now you made me feel the pain of your bait
Though I can stop right now, for you, am sure to wait.

Did I expect too much?
Oh! Wrong question.
Do I have the right to ask?
Much better

You've been always like this
You left me thinkin' about posibilities
Did I overthink
Well, ah guess, am just a brink

People may think am in sync
Oh please, please read my lips
Understand my hands
And look into my eyes

Am I really worthy of this mess
They always say am too kind
I'm not but when it comes to you, my mess
I guess, am indeed a fool kind

Its always been like this
Am always here when you needed
Ready to make you feel pleased
But how about me? I need you as well

Am no angel nor a goddess 
That can give you anything you want
But I can always make you my priority
Even greater than what you think I could do

You're hurt, yeah sure
How can you let me enter there
If things isn't clear but blur
Let yourself feel first the cure

Let us make things easy for the both of us
We can never escape the space around us
Let first the broken hearts heal
Let each other be freed from pain

Questions have been rushin' through my head
It makes me dizzy like I've drunk a whole case
It hurt as hell, I feel numb, feels like dead
Makin' me find answers in a cementery  thread

The worst is to question myself
Loosing the once eagerness
Makin' my mind a broken shelf
Pieces of ideas become a complete mess

How can I write a song that's about us
If there's nothing between us
I promised that my writing wouldn't last
Then I wrote a poem that's not about you
Only to find out that its all for you



-❤ella

This book is undergoing revision. Am thankful for your understanding?

This book includes my poems from my previous account. I put them here because I can't open that account anymore.
So if you happen to encounter that book "Memories of us: Remembered by me", don't worry, its my own very first book and I did not steel. I just move and merge in this book so I can continue my writing.
Hope you'll understand?

And contents is expected to be short but some poems are lengthy as well.

Enjoy????


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CONVO

Truth is everywhere. But it can't be explained clearly. What can really be explained is not truth.

What can be explained is reason. But since ancient times, there has no division between truth and reason.

I don't know what truth is, but I stick to reason and pursue truth. I can't say it clearly. All depends on comprehension.

-?-
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POEMS

"I am a queen"

I reign to command 
I fight to conquer 
Yet I didn't get what I want 
And didnt own who I like 

We were near to the end 
But I didn't get you 
I insist to fight for you 
Yet we still need to end here 

I fight with might 
You play it cool 
I wish with hope 
You shuttered it full

-❤ella 

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Please Support my first book 
This is a book of poems and dialogues.
???

Let's talk about the world,
The people, the society, with their myrth
the government and their conquered
The evironment and their broken fate

World is a paradise of gray, 
Without anyone ever being in complete bright ray
Man created a fantasy,
Where anyone can wander easily

Mankind doin' fine 
Until they found themselves lost in vine
Loneliness like never-ending arrows in void
Lashes out the bliss of the sweet brine

How about we talk about us
Oh! I forgot to ask first if there's a reason 
Well, I'll just pretend there's something between us
Now, let's talk and make some reasons

You gave me another reason not to stop
Aren't you sorry for makin' me messed
Lettin' me continue to wander in your trap
Thinkin' that there's still hope, no less

You're indeed cruel for makin' me wait
Don't you realized I've been always hurt
Until now you made me feel the pain of your bait
Though I can stop right now, for you, am sure to wait.

Did I expect too much?
Oh! Wrong question.
Do I have the right to ask?
Much better

You've been always like this
You left me thinkin' about posibilities
Did I overthink
Well, ah guess, am just a brink

People may think am in sync
Oh please, please read my lips
Understand my hands
And look into my eyes

Am I really worthy of this mess
They always say am too kind
I'm not but when it comes to you, my mess
I guess, am indeed a fool kind

Its always been like this
Am always here when you needed
Ready to make you feel pleased
But how about me? I need you as well

Am no angel nor a goddess 
That can give you anything you want
But I can always make you my priority
Even greater than what you think I could do

You're hurt, yeah sure
How can you let me enter there
If things isn't clear but blur
Let yourself feel first the cure

Let us make things easy for the both of us
We can never escape the space around us
Let first the broken hearts heal
Let each other be freed from pain

Questions have been rushin' through my head
It makes me dizzy like I've drunk a whole case
It hurt as hell, I feel numb, feels like dead
Makin' me find answers in a cementery  thread

The worst is to question myself
Loosing the once eagerness
Makin' my mind a broken shelf
Pieces of ideas become a complete mess

How can I write a song that's about us
If there's nothing between us
I promised that my writing wouldn't last
Then I wrote a poem that's not about you
Only to find out that its all for you

Some things you just don't forget even though you wish you could.

That is the memories kept in our minds; memories that don't leave us no matter what; and I wished it will really not.

Memories made by me with all the people I spent my days. Though I don't know if it will last forever, I hoped that these people will cherish our memories as well.

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This is not a novel but a compilation of all the poems I've created. Hope you'll like it.

-love ella-

Needless to say, because of that group's participation, the entire poem platform turned into their dominion; writing poems and stroking each other's ego.
On Weibo, the flame war started long ago.
[WTF is this? Good poem? Good my *ss!]
[Very wet[1], definitely wet. It's so wet that I can't bear to look at it.]
[Even professional circle jerks should have a limit. This is jerking it to the milky way!]
[They dared to criticize Y's poem before this. Now that you compare them, Y is like a scholar!]
[Previous poster, you're wrong to say that. Y is a scholar to start with!]
[I can't take it anymore. Someone please get Y out of hiding and compose a few poems so I can wash my eyes. Our Chinese literature is being sullied by these idiots.]
…
Voices of complaints went on. It was no wonder they would bring it to Ye Lingchen's Weibo account.
However, the more dissents there were on the internet, the more it fueled that group's excitement. They had never been so famous. Now that they had the attention of so many people, it was impossible to not feel excited.
They were spreading Chinese culture. They were bringing Chinese poems into the sights of the public!
They instantly felt sacred, as though their shoulders were loaded with heavy responsibilities.
Right then, the WA's Vice-Chairman Huang Lihua, who dissed Celestial Bane online, put forward his opinion once again.
Reading through the criticisms on the internet, his heart already felt annoyed. When he saw so many people bringing up Y's name and claiming that his group's poem was nothing compared to Y, his patience ran out.
What did his association stand for? Bathed in decades of traditional literature, they were the heirs of Chinese literature. How could they be surpassed by a web novel writer?
He could not help but make a post on Weibo:
[Lately, Weibo is becoming lively with people writing poems. Everyone's voices are loud. This represents the rise of Chinese traditional literature, and the phenomenon is inseparable from the hard works of traditional literary scholars. It is a form of recognition for us; one that I'm comforted by! However, I still hear the other voices. On this, I must speak up and say my piece.]
[First, I admit that within our WA, some poems fall short of the standards. However, everyone had to start off as a beginner. For them to present their works to everyone, that takes courage! Secondly, there are plenty of good compositions within our works. For example, Moon, So Bright! by XX WA President; Wind, So Comforting! by XX WA Vice President; Snow, So White! by XX WA[2] Chairman. These compositions are considered classics! Compared to Y's poems, they are much better!] 
He quickly wrote an entire paragraph. With a smug smile on his face, he uploaded it to Weibo.
As expected, once it was uploaded, the views skyrocketed.
[F*ck! So shameless! What does the rise of traditional literature have to do with them?]
[Please check the facts. It's because of Y's poem that triggered this event alright?]
[F*ck! I can't take it anymore. This bugger is feeding us bullsh*t. Please get Y to save me…]
…
Meanwhile, a few other major WA members started to reply to the post.
[Thank you, Chairman Huang. Your poem, Flower, So Beautiful! is the true classic.]
[Chairman Huang's words resonate deeply with me. That's the truth!]
[Chairman Huang's summary is very accurate. However, I need to add on a little bit.] Right then, another vice-chairman of the WA came forward and interjected, [Many people are still tagging Y, asking for him to compose a poem. Seeing that, I feel that it's laughable. These people don't understand poems at all!]
[When it comes to writing poems, apart from talent, one would also require inspiration. As the saying goes, the abundance of the heart leads to the spring of ideas. Our poems were all born through trials, tribulations, along with the right environment for its conception. These people tagged Y to call him out, but did he show himself? Not at all! Are they expecting him to create a poem on the fly? Based on his talents, I'm sorry, that's impossible!]
[Chairman Shi is right, it makes sense!]
[Hahaha, that's right. You see lately Y hasn't been showing himself. You want him to compose a poem? Wait on!]
[Straight to the point, as expected of the chairman. Since when was writing a poem easy? If he can compose one, I'll eat three pounds of poop!]
Members of the WA continued to sing their praises.
[I can't take it anymore, I need to escape. These people are too much.]
[At least I feel that Y's poems are a hundred times better than theirs. Shameless bunch!]
[Even a scumbag is not as scummy as them. They're the best... at losing themselves in their boast.]
However, quite a number of people were shaken. After all, the WA was the authority in such issues, making it easier for them to be convincing.
[Guys, let's not argue. The WA has their point too. How can he just compose a poem on the fly?]
[I think these chairmans' poems are quite good. They read well.]
[Most of Y's die-hard fans can't recognize reality and live in their own dream world.]
[Hehe, a lot of people refuse to believe it. Why don't you get Y to show himself? I don't need him to compose a poem on the fly. If he can compose a poem that everyone likes within three days, I'll submit to him!] Chairman Shi grew more prideful as he typed. [I'll bet that he won't dare to show himself!]
At first, Ye Lingchen was only there to watch the drama and did not consider taking part. However, the flames of war had mysteriously latched onto him.
Ye Lingchen's heart was unaffected by the provocations, but rather, it brought him a slight twinge of excitement.
These people were delivering popularity right to his doorsteps!
It was originally a trivial matter, but they managed to blow it to the point of being the top search result. That was a major assistance for him.
'F*ck! What wonderful people!'
'I don't dare to show myself? Why won't I, the prodigy, show myself?'
'Since you're forcing me to compose a poem, then I'll have to take you up on it.'
Without hesitation, Ye Lingchen announced on Weibo. [Is composing a poem on the fly that difficult?]
In just a simple sentence, but it sent Weibo into a frenzy in an instant.
[F*ck! Novel Y replied immediately?]
[OMG, OMG! It's going to be another bloodbath!]
[You see that tone. Y is going to compose a poem on the spot?]
[Y, you're too impulsive. The opposing party is obviously trying to agitate you and have you embarrass yourself.]
[Y, let's ignore them. Why should you compose a poem on the fly for them? We need time too!]
At the same time, Capital University's Professor Wan Yun was also following this incident. After seeing Novel Y making a statement, he unwittingly frowned his brows. That was just too impulsive! Composing a poem on the spot was no different from the seven-step verse[3]. Even the legends of ancient times were awed by such a feat. How was it possible for those in the modern age?
Ye Lingchen ignored the excited crowd, but instead closed his eyes and went into deep thoughts for a moment before typing on his computer.
[The first poem, on wind.]
[Lyrics to the Melody of Green Jadeite Bowl-New Year's Night
Easterlies of the night call to bloom blossoms of a thousand trees,
As if blowing adrift stars that drizzle like rain.
Precious horses and lavish carriages go by leaving a scented trail.
Phoenix flutes music perform as the timekeeper witnesses the turning of hours,
Throughout the night lanterns in the shape of fish and dragons dance and gyrate.
Golden are the willowy tassels of her butterfly hairpin,
Among giggles and chatters, her scent is fading away.
In the crowd, I look for her presence everywhere time and again,
Suddenly I turn around, and I see her there,
Where lights are dim and faint[4].]
...
[1] 好湿 (Hao Shi / very wet) and 好诗 (Hao Shi / good poem) sound the same.
[2] XX WA- In raw, the author did not put XX City or XX District, so we just went with XX. WA over here is the acronym for Writer's Association.
[3] The Seven-step verse tells the story of a genius scholar in classical literature who was issued an ultimatum: Compose a poem within 7 steps or be executed. The scholar managed to recite a poem consisting of four verses with five chinese characters in each line.
[4] The translation of this poem is sourced from https://28utscprojects.wordpress.com/2011/10/01/s202/


Ye Lingchen was a regular high schooler who struggled with exams and expectations from his parents.
All that changed after he woke up from a strange dream and discovered that he had been granted the 'Prodigy System'. His life changed from this point on. Reading a book allowed him to learn its content immediately. Listening to lectures granted instant understanding of the lesson. Observation of a technique imprinted knowledge of the technique used.
Learning had never been so easy, and as the saying goes, knowledge is power. In this case, he now had access to a ton of unbridled power. 
What does it feel like to become a 'prodigy' overnight? Follow Ye Lingchen on this journey to discover the limitless possibilities...

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