Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Loser System and Berserker Me
Nightmare Assault
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 535: A Hair's Breadth Away
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 276.1: The Domesticated Eternal Night Queen (1)
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 185: Have You Rode Enough?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1009- Sand soldier muscial box
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 152: Flaw
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 233: Father
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1008- Ye Zhongming bargaining
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 873: Remote Antiquity
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.07.1 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 273 - Archaic Earth Dragon: Weakened Boss
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 534: Drawing Saber
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 184: Bondage Game
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1007- Enormous City
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 151: Local Topography Centre
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 232: Trade
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 180 - Dekan's Grudge
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1006- Saint City
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 872: Finger
The eastern sky gradually brightened as the early morning sun revealed itself.
Yang Wu stretched as he woke, immediately feeling a difference in his body. There was no sign of pain from his broken wrist or other wounds.
Astonished, the young man examined his body, trying to get his bearings and figure out what had changed. He flung his previously injured arm without even a twinge. He also felt a surge of power as if he had regained his lost cultivation.
“Wha-what’s going on?” Yang Wu was dumbfounded.
Last night, he had enjoyed a fantastic dream, in which he bathed and dined with a group of fairy maidens in a celestial spring. They had taken him to the sky, engaging in strange, sexual cultivation as they flew through the clouds. But hadn’t that just been a dream?
And as he woke, he realized that his body felt as good as new as though he hadn’t truly woken from the night’s dream.
“Am I really awake?” He slapped his cheek, and it stung, proof that he was.
Curious, he sat with his legs crossed to attempt to circulate the energy absorption combat art unique to the Yang Clan. As he began, four words—Supreme Nine Profound Art—flashed through his mind. A series of mysterious incantations then overcame him, leaving him with no choice but to follow the technique, absorbing the latent Profound Energy around him.
Quickly, Yang Wu felt weak pulses of energy flow from his twelve meridians to his dantian. The sensation was warm, and he felt nourishing power radiate from his core. It was amazing!
“This viscount has been blessed with heaven’s fortune!” the young man joyously exclaimed. “It’s too good to be true! A simple dream has restored my body!”
Yang Wu crawled out from his den and stretched his limbs. He only tried to contain his excitement after confirming that all injuries had completely healed.
My dantian has recovered, but I still don’t have enough Profound Energy. I can’t even wield a normal weapon. This is a far cry from my previous cultivation progress. I have to recultivate my energy as soon as possible. The only way t
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