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      Chapter 358

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      by Heavenly Cat — Like the profound mental cultivation methods of long-established orthodox sects, Mount Hua Sect's internal energy cultivation also had considerable resistance to poison. Especially Ham-geun had learned the internal energy method called Purple Cloud Divine Art Moon. It was an internal energy method created based on Purple Cloud Divine Art, rivaling Purple Cloud Divine Art itself. If it wasn't being caught unaware but preparing with internal energy fully raised, he thought he could withstand any…
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      Chapter 359

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      by Heavenly Cat — But no matter what achievements he had in his prime, he now had a twisted, wretched appearance. Yet such a voice could come from him? It was truly suspicious. Jin Ja-gang tapped his ears with his hands and answered. "I boiled some noodles. Would you like some? Though there might not be enough for so many people." Mu-gak's eyes opened wide like a tiger's and another roar burst out. "ARE YOU STILL NOT COMING TO YOUR SENSES AND TALKING NONSENSE, YOU THUNDER-STRUCK BALD FOOL!" Boom boom…
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      Chapter 360

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      by Heavenly Cat — Mu-gak said to the Arhat monks. "Let's go to our seats... Since the rule at this inn is to eat noodles... we should follow it." The Arhat monks pushed two tables together and placed Mu-gak's palanquin on one side of the table to take their seats. Though the Shaolin Temple monks had cleared the entrance they were blocking, no one moved rashly. The martial artists in the inn still had the obligation to witness the story regarding King of Hell's personal letter. The only ones free from that…
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      Chapter 361

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      by Heavenly Cat — The more strands of noodles Mu-gak ate, the closer the martial artists' hands moved toward their sword handles. No one spoke. All the martial artists' nerves were concentrated solely on the sound of Mu-gak slurping noodles. Slurp... Namgung Geol's index finger touched his sword handle. Then his middle finger, and finally his thumb attached to the handle. Yuk Ha-seon's thin silk gauze fluttered. It was because she had secretly raised her internal energy to the maximum. Ham-geun leaned…
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