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!
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
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
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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