Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 645: So What if You're the Number One Person in Sword Dao?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.13 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 342 - The Foundational Battle Over 600 Years Ago
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1229- Cloud Peak defense system
Feng Yu, as well as everyone else, looked back at Long Di with a mixture of shock, confusion, and shame. “Come again?”
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Countless lanterns and lamps lit the streets as night covered the land to close the curtain of day.
The activity in the streets below was much more bustling than what was seen in Blackstone City.
Here, there were many cultivators of varying strengths walking around. A stark contrast to the city that Long Di and company were used to.
Near the centre of this lively city was a large and luxurious hotel. A figure could be seen looking out the window with a complicated expression. The figure’s chin rested in her hand as she stared at the ongoings within the city.
Vendors were selling their wares to those who were interested enough to stop and look.
Other stalls had food of all kinds being displayed. The steam rose into the air and carried with it the aroma to stir the appetite of any passerby.
“Sigh…”
The figure that was at the window issued a sigh that culminated in a hazy fog before her. The coldness of night caused her dark purple skin to be a few shades lighter.
Of course, she was a cultivator as well, however; she didn’t erect any defences against the cold, wanting to feel its chilling embrace.
Whether it was to feel something apart from what plagued her mind, or if it was something else, this was something that not even she herself really knew.
Knock, knock, knock.
A knock came at the door, rousing her from her rumination.
“Who could that be?” Her brows furrowed in confusion, as she wasn’t expecting anyone to know where she was, much less visit her.
Plus, this was a hotel, so that means whoever it was that was coming came for her specifically.
She warily approached the door. A weapon suddenly materialised in her hand, which she brandished and had at the ready. She wasn’t paranoid, she simply knew who she herself was and that, as much as she hated it, it brought about a lot of trouble.
“Uhm, miss? Are you there?”
“Hm?” The girl recognised the voice. It was one of the workers
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