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
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
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
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)
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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