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Lee Zhaowen sat on the sofa with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Be careful, we might absorb all our spiritual energy later on!"

Wu Yun had been sitting far away from the bottle from the start. She was really afraid that her spiritual energy would be sucked dry and she wouldn't be afraid even if she died. She was afraid that she would turn old and become ugly.

"This is a Divine Artifact