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The secret room was as tranquil as it had always been. Yang Jian let out a sigh of relief, then his body, which was leaning on the door, slowly softened down. He was really tired, but he could finally take a break because he was home and only his home provided a place to sleep. He didn't care if it was a bed or a floor.

A light smoke leaked out from the middle of the cauldron