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!
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
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Long Nuhuang looked at her husband, who nodded in kind to indicate he supported her no matter what decision she made. She was the family head, after all.
She then turned back to the emissary and made her wish. “I wish for you to help raise, train and cultivate my family into the biggest middle finger to the heavens!”
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A month had quickly passed, and the date of the auction was quickly approaching. Long Di and the disciples had finished their month-long cultivation session.
They had gained within this one month the equivalent of months' worth of cultivation, maybe even years, considering their current achievements.
They could see the outline of the village already and so they quickened their travelling pace.
Before long, they made it back to the village.
“Senior sister!”
They received the same enthusiastic welcome from the diverse members of the village, just like how it had been when they first dragged Long Di here.
Once they finished their greetings, they headed to the hall where the elders were most likely waiting for them.
“Senior brother Long Di, can we go to the auction with you after we’re done here?” TIe Lang asked. It could be seen that he had matured quite a bit this month. The innocence that he gave off prior to the cultivation session was nowhere to be found.
“Sure.” Long Di had no reason to refuse them, and getting some good gear from the auction was a great way to reward them for their performance this month.
The one who made the biggest impact on him this month was Shen Ling. She was still a bit shy, but it wasn’t as bad as it was before.
In addition, there was this atmosphere about her that he couldn’t quite pinpoint. What made it worse was that the Destiny Scale was in a deep sleep, so he couldn’t ask it anything.
Once they made it to the hall, just as expected, all the elders were present as if they knew the disciples would arrive today.
Long Di didn’t have to be here since his master was Uncle Tian Lu. However, he couldn’t feel the old drunk’s presence, so he thought that maybe
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