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【4】DivieLordsGiftedTalet—ReaimatedCorsesMustBeSlaiWitoutMercy (1 / 5)
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        Afterabriefrest,ImademywaytotheAsuraDivineHalltoseekmymaster.Thatwastheentirepurposeofthistrip.

        “Master…isitpossibleformytalenttobefurtherenhanced?”

        Hegme,thenbehindme—asifseeingsomeoneelse.Hisbrowsfurrowedslightly,andafaintsmileappearedattheerofhislips.

        “Yourtalent…IbelieveIuandsomethingnow.”

        AlthoughIhadoheDivineLordofAsuraafewtimes,herarelyshowedanyexpressionbeyondcalmindifferehathowallgreatbeingsoftheDaoorBuddhapathare—sereneanduhin?

        Hetinued,

        “Asyourcultivationgrows,thesealonyouriwillgraduallyloosen—untilitispletelyrestored.ThatisaheightevenSaintswouldenvy.”

        “Thesealedgift?”

        “ThesecretsofHeavenmustnotberevealed,”herepliedcryptically.“However,Ilendyouaportionofyourtalent—butyoumustpayaprireturn.”

        Heraisedofinger,andiinstant,asoftwhitelightradiatedfrommybody.Mythoughtsbecamestartlinglyclear,aabreakthroughstirringinmycultivation.Twomier,thelightfaded,andmyrealmhadadvaheMidFoundatioablishmentstage.Mymilikeithadbee—questionsIoncehadaboutcultivationweresuddenlycrystalclear.

        Thenmymasterslowlyadded,

        “WhatI’vegrantedyouisbutthetipoftheiceberg.”

        Myhearttrembled.Justhowextraordinarywasmyinaltalent?Whywasitsealed?Andwhosealedit?

        BeforeIcoulddwellonit,hesaid,

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