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Chapter 16 (the altar of forgotten offspring) Chen’s POV
Author: Lady P
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The Gu Clan’s territory was supposed to be a fortress of invisible death. They were the self-proclaimed arbiters of purity in the empire, their high walls draped in white silk and jade, hiding the fact that their true mastery lay in rot and venom.

I had prepared for a bloodbath. I had braced my newly forged Dantian to devour clouds of acid and clash with legions of their elite Needle-Wraiths just to breach their inner sanctum and steal the Pagoda manuals.

But as we slipped through the outer gat
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