At the foot of the cliff, a large training team of one or twenty people is scraping the spoils.

They were dressed in all sky-blue robes, and it seemed that they were the internal training group of a large family.

The loot was plentiful, and the gems glittered in the cracks of the people, but they soon took them in...

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