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The Painful Riding Ritual.
Author: Jimmy-Chuuu
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Guo Jiang instantly became enthusiastic. He asked excitedly. His eyes gleamed with the hunger for power that drives all great cultivators toward their destiny.

"You mean, with the one-star Spirit of Heaven Spiritual Master level that I recently reached, to break through to two-star, let alone three-star, it might still take years. If not maybe ten or even twenty years. Aerendir's explanation, made Guo Jiang excited."

His voice trembled slightly, not with fear but with anticipation. The rain intensified, as if responding to his rising emotions.

"I'm willing! Please explain. How should I go about the riding process." His hands formed the ancient seal of commitment, a gesture known throughout the cultivation world as an unbreakable vow.

Now it was Westernia Dragon's turn to laugh. Her echoing voice filled Guo Jiang's mind. The sound was like ancient bells ringing in forgotten temples, resonant with power and mystery.

"Please. Can you not laugh loudly in my mind? My head hurts!" said Guo
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