PS:7600-word chapter, asking for monthly tickets! Recently, I've been writing quite diligently, but now Kai Huang's tenosynovitis has flared up, and it hurts so much every time I type a word. Kai Huang will continue to persevere, asking everyone for monthly ticket support!
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Ween Zhiyi looked at the three sticks of incense inserted in the censer, his gaze extremely complex: "Within these candles and incense, is mixed 'Emperor's Sleep Grass'? It's said after burning, Emperor's Sleep Grass is colorless, odorless, shapeless, without substance, undetectable by Five Senses, and unknown to Divine Thought. Even the Eternal Gods, if they smell it, would be bewildered, their Spiritual Sense sinking.
