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Aboard the sea vessel, three figures paused slightly.
Ying He pondered for a moment, then looked towards the Golden Core Craftsman beside him.
The rugged Qi Refining elder couldn't help but nervously look toward that Golden Core silhouette.
He couldn't make out the other's features, but he still stared intently.
He was already over ninety years old and if he could not break through to the Foundation Establishment Realm and fight for those extra decades of lifespan, he would likely pass away in a few years.
The great terror between life and death made him completely cast aside his fear at this moment.
He was vying for that slim chance!
Not just him, the other Rogue Cultivators were also staring nervously.
On the ship, that mysterious Golden Core Craftsman turned his head slightly, glanced at the rugged elder, and nonchalantly nodded.
The rugged elder's heart immediately relaxed.
The Golden Core Craftsman then murmured a few words in a low voice.