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
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
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
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
The aghast Ping Jingyue was unable to dodge Yang Zhiyuan's vicious palm, and immediately vomited blood. At the same time, Li Yijing and Liang Shengxian attacked her from the left and right, grabbing her arms so that she could not cast a spell. Yang Zhiyuan then waved a hand at her chest, and invisible spiritual power pulled a small Mustard Seed Bag from out of Ping Jingyue's clothes.
This abrupt development left Liu Hongyan's group dumbfounded.
"Yang Zhiyuan, you…" Ping Jingyue was so furious that her eyes almost bulged out of their sockets.
"My apologies," Yang Zhiyuan coldly said. "The Great Dao does not permit a merciful hand."
Cai Junyang frowned. "What are you three doing? Yang Zhiyuan, you were even saying such nice things about making sure to not hurt each other's feelings when fighting against each other."
Yang Zhiyuan laughed. "My ass! Cai Junyang, you idiot, you really think we won't hurt each other's feelings when we start fighting each other? There's only going to be one True Inheritor, and we're all going to be backstabbing each other in the bid to get it. How can you say that we won't hurt each other's feelings? Are you joking? Only naive fools like you and Ping Jingyue would believe such things."
Cai Junyang was dumbfounded by these words. Meanwhile, Yang Zhiyuan suddenly changed his tone and said, "Of course, back to the main topic, we agreed on what methods should be used. So long as we don't hurt each other's feelings, there's no need for all of you to get angry. Look here. I haven't gotten angry yet, so if Little Sis Jingyue is willing, I'm still willing to be her friend after she hands over the head."
"Yang Zhiyuan, you're dreaming!" Ping Jingyue roared.
"That's why I'm saying that the one hurting feelings isn't me, it's you guys. Not hurting each other's feelings… hmph, naive!" Yang Zhiyuan chortled as he withdrew with the Mustard Seed Bag.
Cai Junyang now grew visibly angry. "Good, good! Yang Zhiyuan, you've got guts! Even if the head was in that bag, do yo
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