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After bidding farewell to Liang Ming and his wife, Blood Island returned to tranquility once more.
Xu Ping carried on with his daily routine of drawing magical symbols, practicing sword techniques, and cultivating... Occasionally, he would invite Duan Shuang over for tea and a chat.
Days passed like a gentle stream, quietly flowing.
Xu Ping was quite content with such a life.
The efficiency of Liang Ming and his wife had far exceeded Xu Ping's expectations.
In just seven or eight years, they had gathered a set of Fourth Rank puppet materials for him.
Even with Xu Ping's calm demeanor, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes at this moment.
This was undoubtedly much faster than he had anticipated.
More importantly, it was much safer than if he had gone to hunt Fourth Rank Demon Beasts himself, saving him a significant amount of precious time and effort.
As for the talismans consumed, Xu Ping was not worried in the least.
