A Merchant's Way To Ascension
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Do you want to defeat that young master?
Come buy my demonic pill!!! With one pill and you'll have the strength of a warrior!!
Can't get the beauty's attention?
Then take this charming amulet!!!
All this ladies will look your way?
Need a strong treasure?
I also have one!!! At a discounted price,this rare treasure made of a divine beast is just for you!!
Want a snake like merchant?
......No....young master I sell everything except myself.....
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