Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
“Impossible!”
“H—He’s at the Core Flame Evocation realm!?”
“What’s up with his cauldrons? I’ve never seen that grade before. A—Are they special grade!?”
“I—I don’t think so. I mean, there’s nothing particularly outstanding regarding his physique or anything that could garner that.”
“Then how do you explain that!?”
“The tattoo on my buttocks?”
“The child you idio… wait. You have a tattoo on your…?”
The surviving members from the Blood Crypt Sect were pointing and talking in hushed tones as they stared at Long Di in fear. The unknown was known to do that, instil fear.
The elders and the disciples stood there, wide-eyed, with mouths agape. This went against conventional thinking. He was at a cultivation level that the elders of most sects were at, and he was only eleven years old.
However, throughout all this, no one dared to speak loudly. After all, Xue Zi’s life was still in Long Di’s hands.
In addition, his expressionless demeanour made it known just how little he cared for the life he held. That was the feeling the two Four Star Core experts got when they saw Long Di. His poker face put considerable pressure on them regarding how to proceed.
At this time, they couldn’t help but wonder a little what such a peerless and heartless talent could be thinking at this exact moment.
[Inside Long Di’s mind]
‘I wonder if he’ll pee if I shock him a little?’
[Outside Long Di’s mind]
“What do you want?” One of the Four Star Core experts finally asked.
Long Di looked at the one who spoke then back at the person he held in his hands right after. He held on tightly to Xue ZI’s throat, not wanting him to speak. There was nothing more annoying than an audible, arrogant young master.
“Well, thank you for asking. That’s nice. However, to be honest, I would like to be left alone at the moment, if you don’t mind.”
Xue Zi’s guardians beamed a smile when they heard this, “Then you’ll let the young master—”
“Go? Yes.” Long Di finished asking and answered for them. “With his bladder still fully functional? I am just as curious as you are.”
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