Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 14
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 31: Weaving Shadow Nest! Crypt Lord!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 617: Bodhisattva Lowers Its Gaze
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
When Tang Jie woke up, the sky was brightening.
Little Yiyi had exhausted herself from crying and had fallen asleep next to him.
Looking at the debris scattered across the ground, Tang Jie felt speechless.
He now understood what the Weapon Mantra was really about.
His one finger thrust from last night had almost drained him of all his strength.
If he hadn't been cultivating the Visceral Manifestation Classic for three years, improving his constitution to a far higher level than an ordinary person's, this one finger might have crippled him.
And it was also a good thing that he had targeted a spell weapon. An art relic probably would have cost him his life.
The night had passed, and Tang Jie still felt dizzy, his footsteps heavy. It felt like he had just spent a wild night with a dozen girls.
It was no wonder the Martial Lord had required a powerful constitution. With his current constitution, he would probably need seven or eight days to recover.
But… why did it feel like something wasn't right?
Tang Jie glanced at the debris on the ground.
Shit!
He destroyed a low-ranked spell weapon just like that?
Though he wouldn't have been able to use the Violet Flame Sword himself, it was still a spell weapon that he could have sold for a lot of spirit coins.
Tang Jie's heart twisted in pain as he realized that he had destroyed nearly one thousand spirit coins last night.
As he began to clean up the pile of metal shards, he discovered a golden light flashing in the debris.
He squatted down, pushed aside the metal, and found a little golden speck.
He gently picked it up and found that this golden speck seemed to have some sort of connection to him. With a single thought, the golden speck flew up and began to circle around his body.
With a wave of his hand, the golden speck seeped into his body, and as it flowed through his blood energy, Tang Jie sensed that he could release this golden speck whenever he wanted.
He recalled the scene where the Martial Lord had exhibited his divine might. With a single
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