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42 - The Leaves* of the Ye Sect
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Ye Sect, inside the Assembly Hall.
Ten cultivators of varying ages and genders—all clad in pure white robes with a golden leaf insignia embroidered on their chests—were seated facing each other in the center of the hall.
On the long table in the middle were freshly-brewed pots of tea, but there were no servants present to pour them on their cups, and the tea was cold and untouched after sitting there for hours.
In an elevated seat at the head of the table, an old man with silvery white hair and strong, muscular features listened with a solemn face to the reports of those seated below him. The old man was exactly Patriarch Ye Wuqing who was presiding over the closed-door meeting.
"The Purple
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