Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 937: The Eight Gates Banners
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1157- End of the street
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 10.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 612: Allowing It Once or Twice
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 315: Will
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 237: Good Things
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1156- Competition Speed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 936: A Struggle of Dao Orthodoxies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1155- Splitting unhappily
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 9
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 611: Old Friends Don't Meet Often
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 236: Infiltration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 314: What Kind of Kids Do You Teach?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1154- Not willing to accept being managed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 935: Release
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1153- Plant Master
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 8
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 610: Since Time Immemorial, the World Doesn't Change
Huli Ruo could see all this, yet she handled it with grace and a smile as she announced, “The starting bid is at 70,000 spirit sto—”
“Two hundred thousand spirit stones.”
A voice, lazy in bearing and apathetic in nature, rang out. Everyone turned to look at a particular private box with incredulity in their eyes.
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Silence, silence was all I heard when I called out my bid. I gotta say, it’s the first time in a long time since I heard silence and I wasn’t paid a visit by the omnipresent rolling bundle of profundity, also known as… tumbleweed.
Then again, because it only ever appears when there’s a recounted silence, its absence could be attributed to the near-silent shuffling sounds that everybody’s making as they stare at my box.
“Stop lying!” Xiao Yanshi refused to believe that anybody could afford to be rich.
“Excuse me?” I asked.
“You expect me to believe you’re that wealthy!? Dream on!” he asked, unable to accept the reality of me walking away with the beast skin.
“That’s your statement?” I didn’t look in his direction as I asked this. My attention was focused solely on that beast skin.
However, since this Xiao Yanshi is bereft of logic and void of the substance measured in IQ points… I decided… I’m going to wreck this man’s whole career.
“You refuse to believe I’m that rich? Why?”
“You don’t know!? Because you cann—”
“I took out 50,000 gold coins when I told you to bite me.”
“Hmph! I know that, howeve—”
“Which you haven’t refused by the way. Not only that, I bought most of the stuff here without batting an eye.”
“W-Well… yes, I saw that, bu—”
“Do you know of me?”
“U-Uhm, no I d—”
“Then why do I need you to believe whether I have that money or not? Who are you to tell me that I cannot have that money?”
“I just thoug—”
“Who is Xiao Yanshi?”
“I a—”
“A rhetorical question, you uncultured cur. Do you not tire of being a scathing disappointment to your parents?”
“…”
“Cannot is a word that denotes an impossibility. When you say I ‘cannot’ have that money, what it does is seal your fate as
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