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
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
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
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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