Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Kuang Fung Ji’s face was filled with disdain as she looked at the members of her party. She was the only woman present in the group of ten, and she was definitely also the smallest among them all.
The woman was clad in an azure blue robe and across her chest was a leather chestplate which showed off her shapely body.
On top of the leather chestplate was a small beautiful pin of an azure dragon’s head carved from the finest sapphire.
Her clothes were all created of fine and durable materials. Upon looking closer, one would see that they were all imbued with inscription patterns to fortify their defense.
The men were all wearing blue robes as well, yet none of them had a strap covering their upper bodies, nor did they have the azure dragon pin adorning their chests.
The entire group of ten was filled with Master and Grandmaster ranked cultivators. They liked to boast to each other about either: their strength, the newest spiritual arts skills they had gained, the women they had subdued, or the achievements they claimed to have accomplished.
Their loud voices rang throughout the entire tunnel system alerting magical beasts a long distance away. This was, however, not a real problem, because their group could easily slaughter any beast they might encounter; they would not even deign to stop and pick up the beast cores from their bodies.
“It is some real shit that we have been tasked to come to a place like Cave’s End, a garbage town in the middle of nowhere,” one of the large men grumbled as he swung his heavy axe carving a long gash into the stone wall, as though it was made of butter.
“It is not that bad,” another man replied. This man was slightly shorter, but his face looked like that of a weasel. “I have been here before,” he continued. “They have some delicious girls, and they are too weak to say anything.” A dreaming expression was apparent on his face along with a wanton smile causing Fung Ji’s face to distort in disgust.
“It could have been good,” the first man retorted. “But we have Captain Kuang here. Do y
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