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
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
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
‘Dying is not the best thing to compare this to,’ Hui Yue grumbled as he looked at how Deng Wu slowly sat down with his back against the cold stone wall. His hand touched his forehead; the place where the drop of blood entered his body.
“Hello?” the guy asked as he looked around turning his head from one side to the other. After standing up and looking at where he was seated, he turned towards Hui Yue and looked at him with an indignant expression on his face.
“I can’t hear Little Dragon. Did it not succeed?” he asked curiously with a frown, uncertain whether or not he was satisfied with the result. His question, however, was answered with a snort from the bird in control of the white-haired young man.
“Of course, you can’t hear his voice,” Lan Feng said to Deng Wu. “You still haven’t done the most important part of the transfer. All I did was prepare your body. Making it able to contain Little Dragon’s soul.”
“Oh,” Deng Wu said looking fairly dumb. “Will it hurt as badly as just now?” he asked fretting slightly. He knew that he was supposed to be able to take the pain; however, having gone through the excruciating experience once, he had no wish to do so again.
“Don’t worry,” Lan Feng answered carelessly while he was looking at the Azure Dragon figurine within his hands. “This won't hurt.”
Having looked at the Azure Dragon figurine for awhile while mumbling quite a few words to himself, he finally sat down. He looked at Deng Wu with a serious expression on his face.
“When you and Little Dragon met each other, Little Dragon was a Saint ranked beast,” Lan Feng started with an explanation. Knowing the phoenix, he wouldn't repeat the explanation so this made both Hui Yue and Deng Wu listen intently.
“Little Dragon then passed on some of his cultivation base to you,” he continued. “By doing so, your qi started to get infused with some dragon qi which only belongs to the dragons. It is quite spectacular that you managed to stay alive with dragon qi in your body. Only someone as dumb as that damned lizard would gift his
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