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Chapter 173 The Immortal Court, Common Folk, and the Great Tao

Staring blankly at the spot where little black and white fish disappeared with his mouth wide open, the browned cloaked Taoist froze as though he had seen a ghost.

Half the morning had past, and the food had long turned cold in the chipped pottery bowl before the browned cloaked Taoist finally came to his senses. Obviously eating was the last thing on his mind. Instead, he placed the bowl on the edge of the sink, closed his eyes, and mumbled some Incantation Gestures as though trying to figure something out.

"Qi-refining Level 9...heavens, those two little kids actually reached the Qi-refining Level 9! How is that possible?"

The browned cloaked Taoist shuddered and couldn't help looking up at the sky and muttered, "How could I use divination in this terrible weather? There is not a star in sight!"

Mad with anxiety, the browned cloaked Taoist paced up and down with his hands clasped behind his back in the courtyard. He mumbled,

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