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
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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