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
The largest of them, the one called boss, stared at the dome with undisguised greed.
“You did well, Gu Bao. I can tell that this is a treasure being born. This will certainly sell for a lot no matter what it is. Come on, we’ll kill whoever tries to stop us.”
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The demons making their way towards Long Di’s group were of a specific kind. Their bodies were red and so was their hair. From afar, they appeared like humanoid shapes of fire. They were known as Yan Demons. A relatively well-known species within the demon race.
For most people, they were somewhat difficult to deal with because of their elemental advantage.
The region that Long Di and the disciples went to for their training and cultivation was not a location that many people went to. Not to mention mortals, not even cultivators came here carelessly due to the heat that pervaded the terrain.
As a result, the ones who normally traversed these lands were cultivators who practised fire-based cultivation methods and/or martial techniques, or fire-oriented life forms.
The demon race cultivators with malicious intent belonged to the latter group. At the speed they were going, they were able to quickly close the distance between them and the Destiny Scale’s location.
When they came close enough to sense the palpitating aura it exuded, they sucked in a cold breath of air.
“Incredible!” The one called Boss stared at the dome and the incomparably pure fire-attributed spiritual energy swirling inside with an expression of shock.
His partners stared at the spectacle before them with very much the same expression. If it wasn’t obvious by now, they were all bandits. They made their living by killing, stealing, plundering, or all of the above.
It wasn’t the most luxurious of jobs, but it put food on the table and right now, they were about to land a banquet with what they stumbled upon.
“How do we take it away, Boss Bao?” One bandit asked.
“Just based on the aura it gives off, I don’t think storage rings will cut it,” another one pointed out.
“You’re right,” their Boss B
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