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Xing Mo nodded. "The essence cultivating pill is indeed from my hands."

"So, you still have some essence cultivating pills in your hands?" Hearing Xing Mo's words, Xue Changlan immediately said with a face full of joy.

Xing Mo nodded. "Yes, the essence cultivating pill was refined by me, and I happen to have a few in my hands right now."

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