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
Xiannu Liang stared at Long Di in a new light when she saw this, “D-Did you kill him!?”
“Define kill.”
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Xiannu Liang grew annoyed. Was he serious!?
“I mean—”
“Hold that thought,” Long Di interrupted her.
Krrrsh!
Without warning, the lightning spear materialised in his palm once more. His spiritual force dived before he fired the spear into the rubble where the disciple from before landed.
As soon as the spear arrived, Long Di clenched his fist, causing the lightning spear to burst apart.
Bam!
The spear exploded, blasting the rubble apart and whatever poor soul that was buried underneath.
“D-Did you need to further desecrate his body like that?” Jia Yan asked, in an unsettled tone.
“That’s the problem,” Long Di answered. “I don’t care much for bodies. I prefer a corpse.”
Hearing this, everyone was relieved. This meant that Long Di wasn’t going overboard, but was rather finishing off an enemy who was still alive. After all, they would never leave him, but travelling with someone who mutilated his defeated opponents’ bodies wouldn’t sit well with them.
“Why did you stop me from acting?” Shen Ling finally asked.
Shen Ling was referring to the time she was circulating her spiritual essence to wreck the shit of the disciple that held her wrist.
At that time, before anything further came from it, she simply held herself back. However, this was due to Long Di telling her to back down.
Taking out a handkerchief, he explained. “I would rather you use your abilities when we’re under less… observation.”
Yaomu Shou reddened with shame when she heard this. “I-I would ne—”
“You have nothing to feel bad about, and you’re not who I have reservations against. It’s your babysitters, they’re a tad heavy-handed if nothing else,” he explained.
“They won’t act carelessly like that again,” she quickly explained. “So you can do as you please.”
“Still…” he turned his attention back to Shen Ling as he wiped her hand clean with the handkerchief. “It seems that anyone with historical knowledge will take you for that race, so maybe lay off
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