Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
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
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
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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