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"Greetings, Master Jiang."

In the Wei Kingdom camp, a temporarily appointed guard cupped his hands toward Jiang Beiran.

Nodding to him, Jiang Beiran said, "Is Sect Master Wu here today?"

"He is. You can just go in and find him yourself."

If it were anyone else, they would definitely have had to announce themselves first; otherwise, there would be no point in setting up a guard. But Jiang Beiran naturally was not anyone else. Previously, he had come every day to detoxify the Mystic Saints of the Wei Kingdom. It would have been a little too discourteous to make a man who had come to save their lives wait for an announcement.

Walking through the gate, Jiang Beiran made his way with practiced ease to the center of the Wei Kingdom's temporary camp.

It truly was no exaggeration to say the Wei Kingdom was packed with talent in the mystic arts.

Although this was only a temporary camp allocated to them, they had already made it flourish in fine style.

Spirit Drawing Arrays, cultivation chambers, spirit essence rooms—everything one could want was here.

And besides these special sites provided for cultivators, the Alchemy Room, Forging Room, Array Formation Room, and so on that belonged to Mystic Art Masters had all been built as well. It could be called a sparrow small in size but complete in all its organs.

Before Jiang Beiran could go looking for the room Wu Zizhen was staying in, he heard a bold voice call out, "Well, if it isn't Master Jiang! What brings you here today?"

Ever since Jiang Beiran had completely purged their poison, he had thrown himself wholeheartedly into cracking the super-large array formation at Lanwu Gorge, so he had not come here for several days.

Cupping his hands toward the newcomer, Jiang