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Don't Worry, My Lips Are Sealed!

編輯: Atlas Studios

The situation in the Western Kunlun Mountain today is a little unstable.

In a secluded valley in the majestic mountains, the old Daoist priest with a youthful face slowly stood up in a Cave Abode that had the sign 'Eight Treasures Cloud Light Cave'.

He seemed to have sensed that something was about to happen.

However, it was difficult to determine the exact details. He pinched his fingers and deduced. He only knew that it was related to his Dao heritage — the Immortal Du Sect.

"It seems to be the opening ceremony again. It's the day the Immortal Du Sect takes in disciples."

Perfected Du'e pondered for a while and decided to go to the Immortal Du Sect to take a look.

To the Perfected One, it would be embarrassing for the Great Daoist Master to appear and help when the Immortal Du Sect was attacked by a group of demon puppets.

'I can't make any more mistakes and alarm the Great Daoist Master.'

The old Daoist priest pondered.