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... e pouch. The Spirit Convergence Bracelet—his most important tool for cultivation—was gone. His pulse quickened as the weight of his fear settled in. That bracelet wasn’t just an artifact; it was the key to his future, a treasure so powerful that, if discovered, it could shatter the world. It was irreplaceable. His thoughts spiraled into panic, his biggest fear now coming to life: Had the Vice Sect Master figured out how to use it? He clenched his fists, the thought of it almost too much to bear. ...

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