Chapter 174: Bluemoon Forces.
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Morning at the Bluemoon Estate

The next morning, around 10 AM, the intense roars of training disciples echoed throughout the Bluemoon Estate.

Haaa!!! Haaa!!! Haaa!!!

The powerful cries of training warriors filled the air, blending together in an overwhelming chorus of discipline and strength.

Inside the living hall, Oasis stirred, woken up by the noise.

He let out a long yawn, stretching his arms.

“It really is good to be home,” he thought, a small smile forming on his lips as he rubs his eyes.

Beside him, Zane groggily opened his eyes. “Ugh… so we ended up sleeping here?”

Oasis kicked him lightly. “Wake up.”

Zane grumbled but got up and followed Oasis, who was already drawn toward the source of the noise.

They stepped onto the estate’s training grounds...

Hundreds of Bluemoon disciples were spread across different courtyards, all training rigorously under the watchful eyes of instructors.

Some were practicing sword techniques, others were engaged in hand-to-hand combat, while a few w
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