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Three hundred years ago, I was forced to acknowledge an old man named Daoist Immortal Yu as my master. At that time, this old man already had a disciple, a sweet and cute girl.

Even though I was older than him at the time, I still had to call her Senior Sister when I entered the sect late.

And now, the girl in the painting that Jihao took out was Tian Er, my senior sister.

I sighed