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Yan Shiyin's foundation was his motto: everyone could become a Mystic Gate.
And now, even this last foundation had been shaken by Chen Qing.
Once this book was published, Chen Qing would undoubtedly win more hearts.
Yan Sisi returned to her arranged lodging, indifferent to everything happening on the street.
In the end, they lost this round.
She picked up a pen, prepared to write a letter to her brother.
After holding it for a long time, she didn't know what to write.
Suddenly, the outside erupted in noise, "Lord Wei will surely become the Nanli Literary Master!"
"All cultivators with Power Gu must be grateful to Lord Wei!"
"I heard that Lord Wei will also recruit cultivators from the Nine Countries to study this masterpiece at the academy, guiding Nanli's cultivators!"
"This is a great event!"
"There are hundreds of cultivators in my tribe, maybe we can secure a spot!"
