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!
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
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
The ground below him shook and before long it gave way under him before the explosion arrived!
A bright light consumed his vision before darkness came much too quickly and stole it all away.
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Plop, plop, plop…
The sound of dripping water echoed in a dark and damp place.
“Mhmm…”
A groan interrupted the rhythmic chanting of the water drops. Lu Pei who was lying on the ground, strained to open his eyes.
He tried to get up before a surge of pain wracked his body, causing him to clench his jaw in pain.
The King character’s glow had long faded from his forehead and the backlash caused by its use had superimposed on his already grievous injuries.
“Great.”
He then lay there for a while, waiting for the pain to abate even a little.
It did not.
Taking deep breaths, he moved his hand over his storage ring, causing a medicinal pill to appear in his hand.
It was mottled and filled with holes. Its medicinal scent was nearly non-existent and its colour was dull, making the pill appear like it was dead.
Medicinal pills weren’t alive in the traditional sense, but this thing was so dead-looking that it made every other pill look alive in comparison.
He looked at it in disappointment before he hardened his heart and swallowed it.
The pill dissolved chunk by chunk before it was all gone. He could feel the medicinal energy coursing through his body, but the pain he felt only receded by a little.
He had to actively direct the meagre medicinal energy to where the wounds were most severe.
The pain finally diminished a tad, but his situation was far from good.
“Sighs…”
He thought about all the hardships he endured to get where he was. Truly, his life wasn’t as easy as he would like it to be.
Enemies were beset on all sides and circumstances yielded death if he was to relax even a little. As of now, he was a Third Duan Martial Disciple. A pitifully low cultivation base in the cultivation world, but he resolved to survive these moments and reflect on them to never forget where he came from.
Eventually, he felt strong enough to sit up, an
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