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Chapter 939

Inside the room, the practitioner sat on the ground, his hat askew, and the jingling bell rolling onto the floor, its clapper falling out. He wore a look of astonishment, mumbling about something.

Lilly led Miah into the room and said, “You’re doing it wrong. That’s not how you summon spirits.”

“Besides,” Lilly continued, “after someone dies, they’re supposed to go to the underworld. It’s not right to forcefully pull them back from the realm of the dead like this. Your methods are all wrong.”

Lilly observed the man in front of her. She had only caught a glimpse of his profile and figure from behind earlier, but now, as she looked closely, she noticed that he was quite young, probably in his early twenties. He was tall, standing at around six feet, and very thin.

No wonder his skills are lacking, Lilly thought to herself.

The practitioner looked up and saw a child standing at the door, with Miah’s parents nervously following behind her.

“Who are you?” he asked.

Josh was about to speak, but Blake, arms folded, leisurely said, “We are practitioners too.”

Pablo listened in silence.

quickly nodded, “That’s right,

practitioner inside the room frowned as he looked at the three

They don’t look like it at

to be a practitioner, may

have to have a mentor to

guided by the Ruler of Hell. Would

in first and said, “Never mind which sect we belong to,

a scene from a TV drama, with all the talk of

by Lilly, who is the Ruler of Hell herself. They definitely couldn’t

and the other person happened to be from the same

was to throw the question back and

of the Shatterbeards

raised an eyebrow, hm,

up a sect, “We are from the Beefsteak sect, under the guidance

speechless once

jaw, suppressing the urge to kick Blake into

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