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"What?" Qu Xiangtian was taken aback. Was there a chance to shed the identity of a tool spirit? Could this be true? He could hardly believe it and looked at Chen Ping with excitement. It wasn't until Chen Ping spoke again that he asked, "Really?"

"Yes, really," Chen Ping replied with a smile. "But you must understand, there's always a trade-off..