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Shen Long heard these words and did not strike again.

The flames dissipated, revealing the figure of Lu Yudie.

She was covered in a faintly discernible purple light screen that seemed to flicker in and out of existence, and she was drenched in sweat.

She had never imagined that Shen Long had cultivated all five art techniques to Great Perfection, which was utterly abnormal.

"Your talent for art techniques is not bad. Few people are willing to devote so much time to them these days, relying instead on talismans and magic artifacts."

A deep male voice sounded.

Following the direction of the voice, Shen Long saw a slim middle-aged man approaching, dressed in the attire of a Zixiao Sect disciple.

The middle-aged man had well-proportioned features and radiated a powerful spirit pressure.

"Junior Li Xiao pays his respects to the senior."

Shen Long quickly bowed in greeting, not daring to neglect the formality.