Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
“I found this within the realm.” He didn’t expound on this particular point and instead looked to Long Di.
“Dear benefactor, for the request and favour of feeding a starving monk, I offer you this knife.”
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Long Di accepted and brandished it with a few swings. He had to admit that spiritual artefacts had a different air about them than secular weapons. It was one thing to read about them in books, but it was another thing to experience them.
Even though it was a knife, Long Di was sure that were he to imbue this knife with tribulation lightning, it would fare much better than the bronze sabre.
Though the latter was of extraordinary quality, it was still only a secular weapon. Whoever that bronze seat was, he was of a low rank in the Iron Body Forge Sect.
After getting a few practice swings in, Long Di felt much better handling the knife.
Suddenly, his aura changed as he prepared to cut the ‘turkey.’ Untethered Monk’s smiling expression didn’t change, but he opened his eyes a crack to observe Long Di deeply.
Shing! Shing! Shing! Shing! Shing!
Several knife lights flashed for an instant, sending five pieces of meat flying. These were all from a leg and they filled the plates they fell on.
Long Di didn’t have any plates, but he did have some metal rods that he used as shish kabob spikes.
He gave one spike to Yaomu Shou, who took it with a smile and the other to Mina who surprisingly thanked him. Though it was one leg, everyone received a sizeable portion. The Monarch Gale Crow was a massive beast and as a result, just one leg was enough for everyone here and there was still more than half of the leg remaining.
Long Di didn’t start eating and just observed everyone else to see their expressions when they took a bite.
He never received any sort of acknowledgement from his uncle. Then again, the old man was the embodiment of the term ‘toxic fam.’
Putting the abuse aside, he never smiled once when eating the meals he ordered Long Di to cook.
Because of this, Long Di likened his cooking skills to crap. This was one of t
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