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
“Feng Yu, something’s been bothering me for a while now.”
I wonder if no one has realised that there’s something a little off about this city, and if it’s what I think it is, then oh boy.
“What do you mean, Long Di?”
We were walking down the street with no particular goal in mind since we got our medicine. Pretty easy, right?
I can tell that something is gonna go wrong, I’m just giving it time to fester before it erupts. Much like the dreaded pimple on a teenager’s face.
“The amount of people in this city is really… I wanna say scanty,” I noticed this before, and for a major city to have this small amount of people is weird no matter what way you look at it.
“Now that you mention it,” Feng Yu looked around as well, as did the other disciples who had been here before.
It did seem that there were a lot fewer people than the time they were here last.
“Alright guys, follow me, based on what I read, if you wanna know what’s going on in the world, you gotta ask the vendors.”
Saying this, I took everyone down the street to an old vendor. You see, tropes have many uses, such as allowing me to get and know what I want to know without having to wonder what to do next like a simp or a noob.
Eventually, we came up to this small little stand that had an assortment of trinkets and items that had no particular relationship with one another.
“Hey there, stand owner, I’ve got a question I would like to ask you,” I stared right into his eyes and was about to hit him with my self-proclaimed good manners so that he can be rewarded for his hard work.
Five minutes later…
“Exaggerated Sobbing!”
“Interesting, so there’s a relic for an expert that‘s been opened nearby, huh?”
As the stand owner broke down in tears because of my world-class etiquette, I got to thinking about what he said.
“L—Long Di? A—Are you sure we can go to that relic?”
Relics in this world were the uncovered and/or re-discovered remains of an expert who had passed away.
Shen Ling looked at me with an anxious and uneasy expression, I guess they don’t normally get the cha
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