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
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 937: The Eight Gates Banners
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1157- End of the street
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 10.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 612: Allowing It Once or Twice
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
“Does your second defining treasure make me a sadomasochist, by any chance? Now I won’t say no to it, but are there any side effects I should know about? And do I get a gimp?”
“…”
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“Master, did you hear me?”
“Amitabha.”
“Did you become a monk again?”
“I am enlightened and have thus freed myself from the seven emotions and six desires. You cannot move me.” Uncle Tian Lu had a serene smile on his face. It seemed as if even his tooth was chanting Amitabha as well.
“It’s very hard to see you as a distinguished monk when you’re beating the living daylight out of a piece of metal.”
“This Mortal Ore is an extension of myself. My tempering of it represents a tempering of the self. I don’t have any more of the ore, but I can temper you in the literal sense to garner the same effect.”
“That is some evil intentions you’re harbouring there, Mr. monk.”
“I only have good intentions, dear benefactor.” Uncle Tian Lu would have truly passed for a monk were it not for the few strands of hair that he possessed and the smell of alcohol that could still be smelt on him.
“Is a monk still a monk if he practises the art of sadomasochism?”
‘Devil child!’
“Puh!” Uncle Tian Lu nearly lost himself once more, almost coughing out in shock. “Little demon, do you hate me!?”
“I respect master greatly?”
“Why are you asking!? Should you not know!?”
“This is a forging art?” asked Long Di, seemingly out of nowhere.
Uncle Tian Lu was about to erupt in rage. This disciple of his was too unscrupulous! Did he change the subject because he didn’t want to answer!?
However, he quickly suppressed his emotions and proceeded to answer his questions.
“Yes,” he sounded defeated at this point. Long Di was too devious.
In truth, Long Di was actually asking based on the knowledge Uncle Tian Lu just imparted to him.
“It is called Breaking Mundane Forging Heaven,” Uncle Tian Lu clarified. “I have passed on the entire technique to you. However, you will only know the next level once you are ready. It is up to you to practice it whenever you can
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