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
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
On a night so dark one could not see their outstretched hand, only distant howls shook the mountain prison.
Yang Wu repeatedly trained with the Rainstorm Spear Art, attempting to infuse every part of his body with the blood ginseng’s energy. Finally, after arduous hours, he used up all of the raging energy within.
Throughout his time in the prison, he had also regained seven stones of strength, his condition improving drastically.
“Cultivating the Rainstorm Spear Art again has led to new revelations. I can sense that I’m nearly Accomplished with the last three moves,” Yang Wu excitedly muttered to himself.
He wiped the sweat from his brow with a gloomy look. The longer I stay in this forsaken place, the dirtier I become. They don’t even give us any water to wash up. This handsome face and hunky body are going to waste!
Rather than returning to his den after his training, he went in search of Skinny Monkey.
The latter was not asleep at this early hour, but busy training in the Whirling Combat Art. With some food in his belly, Skinny Monkey had plenty of energy to cultivate, and it wasn’t long until he heard the strange melody ring from within his body, signifying he had gained another stone of strength. His growth speed was incredible!
The Whirling Combat Art was only a Medial Grade General Class art, hardly anyone in the Xia Dynasty could use it to grow so strong so quickly.
This was proof that Skinny Monkey had the perfect physique for cultivation.
Startled by someone’s arrival, Skinny Monkey called out, “Brother Yang, is that you?”
“Yeah, I’m here. Come out for a moment,” Yang Wu answered.
Without any hesitation, the lanky man slipped out of his den. “What’s wrong?” he asked.
“I’ve decided to make you the head of block 68!” Yang Wu announced.
Skinny Monkey shuddered. “You…you’re kidding, right? I did hear my body ring again, and I’ve grown a little stronger, but…if I declare myself the cellblock’s boss, the rest of the inmates will beat me to a pulp.”
At that, Yang Wu raised an eyebrow. His voice lowered, he aske
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