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"Trash is indeed trash. They all have a lot of confidence in themselves."

The corner of the thin cultivator's mouth slightly raised. He didn't care about Zhao Kun's attack at all. Instead, he twisted his neck and said indifferently, "Since you're in such a hurry to be reborn, I'll grant your wish!"

Just as the word 'you' was spoken, the petite cultivator suddenly dashed forward