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
Silence pervaded the hall after those words were said. A gust of wind even passed through, bringing with it a tumbleweed that danced around them before it exited the hall.
Long Di’s eyes even followed the path the thing took as it made its round. ‘Is that the same tumble—’
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The elders became enraged at Long Di’s nonchalant response. “Are we a joke to you!?” shouted all the elders at the same time.
“Are we not going to talk about the tumbleweed that just came out of nowhere?” Long Di’s eyes were still glued in the direction the tumbleweed left in.
“Who cares about a tumbleweed, you maddening worm!? Are you trying to make a fool out of us!?” The third elder was the angriest of them all. He hated Long Di, but even he looked like a child thirsty for knowledge in the face of Long Di’s ‘methods.’
Long Di calmly took something out of the storage ring he wore and threw it at the third elder.
Bonk!
“Ow! You little heathen!”
It bounced off the third elder’s head and landed in the second elder’s hands.
‘It’s actually quite surprising how hollow the sound of that impact was,’ thought Long Di.
“I want you out of here! You’re a liar! A provoker! And your every action makes me angry!” The third elder wasn’t going to stand for such blatant disrespect!
“Third elder,” the second elder’s calm voice cut through his tirade.
“Why are you defending him?” The third elder turned to the second elder to address the issue when he paused to look at the object he held.
Silence dominated the entire hall once more. The same wind made its return, bringing with it the same tumbleweed as well.
‘I can’t be the only person who sees this thing, am I?’ Long Di’s head swivelled to the left and right to find everyone not paying attention to the tumbleweed.
“I-I-Is this as a sp-sp-sp-spirit stone.” The third elder’s lips quivered when he saw this.
The disciples, Feng Yu, in particular, smiled when they saw this. They were the same way when they saw the spirit stone for the first time.
The first elder looked at Long Di with a pale face. Obviously, the s
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