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
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
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 313: Neighbourhood Committee
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 235: Deep Water
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1152- Final thing
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1151- Name your price
“So you were alerted by a loud sound and following it you came to a crater and found this man in the centre?”
Feng Yu nodded to indicate this was the case.
“What foolishness is this!? First elder, how can you believe this!?” the third elder shouted. “Obviously, she became afraid, and tried to drag up a pathetic excuse to come back early!”
“N-No! Esteemed elders, I would nev—”
“Okay, okay, okay, let’s all calm down,” the first elder waved his hand, bringing the small uproar to an end. “Shen Ling, you were the one that called out for the life of this human to be saved. Why?”
Hearing her name being called, the shy and nervous Shen Ling backed away even more.
Her senior sister, Feng Yu, smiled gently in her direction and slowly encouraged her.
“It’s okay junior sister Shen Ling, just tell them what you were thinking at the time. No matter what you say, I’m sure the elders will understand.”
Hearing her senior sister’s reassuring words, Shen Ling stepped forward and prepared herself to speak.
Seeing her hesitance, the third elder was about to scold her, however, the first elder’s gaze caused him to swallow whatever words he was about to say.
As the first elder looked back at Shen Ling, his expression softened as he donned a ‘kind uncle’s smile.’
Shen Ling drew confidence from this and spoke what she had thought at that point, “W-When I saw him back then, I-I don’t know why, but I had this feeling that h-he would be able to help us,” the stars in her eyes twinkled as she said this.
“What joke is this? Who else can help this backwater place but me!?”
Unexpectedly, this outburst didn’t come from the third elder, but from one who made all but the former grimace in displeasure.
Standing at the entrance to the grand hall was a youth dressed rather ostentatiously.
His robe was luxurious, lined with gold and silver and adorned with pearls and gems; an extravagant showing of wealth.
At his side sheathed in an extravagant scabbard, was a treasure sword. His air was one of arrogance and disdain.
“Well, if it isn’t young nephew Zhen
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