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
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1178- Shocking appearance: Luther People
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 20
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 34: New Map! The Underground Sewer and Slime!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 623: Old Friend From Younger Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
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
Hui Yue woke up in his new home and allowed himself a few more minutes of rest. The bed at this small house was obviously stuffed with feathers, and the softness of the mattress was unlike anything Hui Yue had ever experienced. The blankets were soft and knitted from the finest yarn, unlike his old sack that was both coarse and scratched his skin.
After a few more restful moments, Hui Yue sighed deeply and forced himself to leave the warmth of his bed. Today was an important day, the first day of lessons. Hui Yue was curious to see whether or not the teachers were better than Lan Feng at explaining and if there had been anything new found out about the art of cultivating. After all, the techniques from Lan Feng, which Hui Yue relied on, were more than four thousand years old.
Hui Yue quickly washed his face and dressed in yet another set of worn out clothes before he slowly made his way towards the closest canteen. Each mountaintop had some canteens located in between the courtyards so that there was enough space for all the students to eat at once. The canteens always served the same menu of food, but since there were more than one, they were never packed.
Since it was early morning, Hui Yue did not expect anyone to be at the canteen, however, he was surprised when he noticed there were already a few groups of students eating their breakfast.
This was the first time that Hui Yue had eaten alone. He was used to being picked up in the early morning by his friends and forced to eat with them. As soon as the white-haired boy entered the canteen, the groups of students broke out into conversations.
Most of the students openly stared at Hui Yue and did not hide the fact that they were talking about him. Some were commoner students who were excited about starting their first day at the Royal Academy and had been unable to sleep while others were students who were used to waking up early as a habit from their previous lives. Hui Yue was not the only one who felt as if this was a new beginning.
Hui Yue was used to being s
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