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
Nevertheless, he neither cared for their opinions nor their thoughts. All he cared about was taking the prizes from this place and the golden keys within.
“Wait for me Shen Ling. I‘ll get to you soon enough. Mooks and cannon fodders be damned.”
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As soon as Long Di stepped through the doorway, he came to a serene land of nature.
A massive plain was laid before him, green grass carpeted it for as far as the eyes could see. A river cut through it that meandered through the mountains in the distance before it disappeared from sight.
He took a deep breath and he could feel his pores opening up as a black liquid with a pungent smell collected on his skin.
“Body toxins?”
Long Di was surprised by this, as it seemed the toxins that were hidden deep within his body were forced out through his pores.
Toxins were built up in the body as a side effect of numerous actions. For cultivators, the most common cause was the ingestion of a large volume of pills.
There were other causes as well, such as the consumption of certain medicinal or spiritual herbs. Only those of a special constitution such as the Nymphs could eat certain spiritual herbs without fear of building up toxins, but this was only for spiritual herbs, not the pills made from them.
Cultivation was a major contribution, too. The ambient spiritual energy contained impurities as well, which is why it needed to be refined several times before it could be fully absorbed for cultivation.
Of course, Long Di was well aware that his toxins were a result of something else entirely. The Monarch Gale Crow roast meat he ate post Heavenly Execution and the meals he partook in with Mad Sword Haoran was the cause here.
Did he care? Why should he? He didn’t give a damn. As a matter of fact, he was constantly on the lookout for something else that he could eat.
Unfortunately, he couldn’t think about this for now. He needed to get what he reckoned was the prize here and leave ASAP.
“Yuck.” He used his spiritual essence to cleanse himself of the toxins that were collected on his ski
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