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
They were countless numbers of human cultivators in the world. For anyone to stand out in such a mass showcased how incredible they were.
Now one of them wishes to speak with Long Di.
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“Greetings,” Mad Sword Haoran offered Long Di a cupped fist in front of the astonished gazes of everyone present.
Long Di saw this but had his guard up only responding with a, hey. He wanted to figure out this Mad Sword Haoran’s intentions before anything else.
The crowd frowned upon seeing this. To them, the Seven Heroes were unreachable existences. For one to acknowledge them would be the greatest honour. Yet this Di Long acted as if it was just some common person on the street greeting him.
“Mad Sword Haoran, ignore him!”
“That’s right, he’s just acting cool!”
“He’s a lustful child with no proper upbringing!”
Long Di’s gaze shot to the person who made the last comment, and that expert felt as if he fell into an ice cellar. He had the feeling that if he said anything else, he would be killed.
This was so peculiar, as there was no killing intent that manifested. So where was this feeling coming from?
Mad Sword Haoran realised that something was off and interjected. “D-Dao Brother Di, how about we go somewhere more private!?”
Long Di gave him a side-eye glance before responding with a slow nod.
Mad Sword Haoran sighed a breath of relief. He then turned to go where he planned to talk. “Shall we go then?”
“Sure.”
As he headed off, he noticed that Sun Zixin and the others mortal were following him, and his expression slightly changed.
“Dao Br—”
“They’re a part of my group,” stated Long Di.
Seeing Long Di’s expression, or lack thereof, Mad Sword Haoran, didn’t comment on this any further.
With that in mind, Mad Sword Haoran and the girl he was with led them through Cang Bian City where he planned to have their meeting.
They came upon a multi-storied restaurant with a plaque that read.
‘Vermillion Phoenix Restaurant.’
The characters were masterfully carved, and they were engraved in gold. They really popped again
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