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Chu Zhiyuan laughed, "Trail-blazing in search of nowhere, it arrives with no effort, ha!"
He felt that the wonders of the world were none other than this.
Truly, he was the child of destiny.
That Mutton Fat Jade Pendant, at first glance, he guessed what it was.
The pendant was carved with the same pattern on both sides: a bright moon, a pool of deep spring water beneath it, the spring water reflecting the moon, with a graceful woman sitting cross-legged by the pool.
He couldn't see the woman's face, only her graceful back.
Just by seeing her back, it was evident she was an extraordinarily beautiful girl, with unparalleled charm, captivating.
With just a few strokes, such a mental realm was sculpted; it must be the handiwork of a master sculptor, containing a trace of unique spiritual power.
Is this an art that transitions to the path, or is it the doing of a Great Grandmaster?
Chu Zhiyuan guessed it was a Great Grandmaster.
