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The lingering heat above the reservoir dam had yet to fully fade, stirring the Daoist robe of the middle-aged Mr. Wu.

He looked at Lu Xuan before him, his brows slightly furrowed, and finally voiced the difficulty weighing on his heart. "Senior, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi is withering by the day,

and we Daoists who rely on Spiritual Qi to cast our arts have long since lost the power we once had. Even a simple protective talisman drains more than half our concentration."

The middle-aged Daoist paused, his tone growing more earnest. "I'm already an old man. Living out my days guarding the Daoist temple would be no hardship,

but my three disciples have studied Daoist arts under me since childhood. They're still young. My only wish is to find them a path into the ordinary world, so they can earn a steady living."

Lu Xuan nodded slightly after hearing this, his tone certain. "Mm. Someone will contact you about that. Mr. Wu, farewell."

With that, he turned and walked into the darkness. His figure gradually faded, finally vanishing completely into the night.

Yingnan City.

At midnight, the entire city was gradually falling silent. Only the Golden Goblet nightclub in the eastern part of the city still blazed with activity.

As Yingnan City's foremost nightclub, it stood majestically amid the neon-lit night like a luxurious palace that never slept.

Across the building's facade, enormous LED light strips poured downward like waterfalls. Red, green, and gold lights intertwined and collided, bathing the plaza outside in a brilliance akin to daylight.

Amid the shifting, glittering lights, one top-tier sports car after another and sleek black luxury vehicle silently glided into the driveway.

Bellboys in crisp uniforms moved constantly about, opening car doors for every distinguished guest who arrived.

The deafening