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
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
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 313: Neighbourhood Committee
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 235: Deep Water
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1152- Final thing
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1151- Name your price
After talking for a bit longer, Xue Zhuang left and went to his war chamber to talk with the elders and guardians of his sect.
“Sect Master, is what you said true?”
“If this is confirmed, this will immediately cause a stir.”
“No one can find out about this, even if it’s not confirmed!”
Xue Zhuang sat in the master’s seat, leaning with his cheek resting on his knuckle as he listened to the ramblings of the high-ranking members of the Blood Crypt Sect, his expression inscrutable.
“Even if it’s not true, the possibility alone is enough for us to make a move,” Xue Zhuang finally spoke. He stirred in his seat before looking in a particular direction.
“Old Bai!” he shouted.
Upon his call, an old and decrepit-looking man hobbled out. His robes were tattered in many places, and his face was wrinkled to the point where it resembled the bark of a tree. His eyes had sunken in so far that they could barely be seen.
His blood qi was nearly dried up as well, signifying that his life was coming to an end.
The way he walked made it appear that the gentlest breeze could topple him. “Sect Master, are you ready to hear this old man’s advice?”
“That’s not why I called you here,” Xue Zhuang coldly advised.
Because of the cultivation techniques and arts of the Blood Crypt Sect, knowledge and research weren’t their area of expertise.
This old man who went by the name Old Bai was someone who had been around since the last two sect masters, something set up by the great grand disciple of the Patriarch of the clan.
His responsibilities lay in being an advisor, however, Xue Zhuan had spurned his advice ever since he took the Sect Master’s seat. He believed that this old man was too conventional and cautious, causing the sect under the leadership of the last two Sect Masters to stagnate.
“Sir, that sect should not be disturbed. There are reasons why it still stands even no—”
“I said I don’t need your advice, Old Bai!” Xue Zhuang growled. “Just carry out my orders!”
“This old man will carry out the Sect Master’s command,” Old B
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