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)
As soon as the two, Hui Yue and Xiao Ning, picked a tunnel and started to walk inside the speed with which they started off at quickly died out. Hui Yue started walking incredibly slow as he observed everything around him, looking for hidden traps or doorways leading to more treasure. Now that they had entered the inner grave every treasure they came across would be priceless, and no one was dumb enough to leave them behind. To be honest, even leaving behind treasure in the outer grave was rather stupid.
Seeing Hui Yue slow his pace, Xiao Ning copied his actions as he, too, started to observe their surroundings. Unfortunately, he did not have the same assistance Hui Yue did. While the white-haired young man managed to avoid every trap so far thanks to Lan Feng’s keen senses, Xiao Ning was not as fortunate. Time and again he had to use his wu wei to create shields to protect himself, and Hui Yue, from traps he set off.
Neither of the two experts spoke, instead, they slowly advanced yet so far all they had found were traps. Even so, they did not feel very disappointed by this but were becoming more and more excited as time went by.
“Can you smell the heavy medicinal aroma in the air?” Xiao Ning asked excitedly as he almost jumped up and down in excitement. His eyes were glazed with a fervent look, and his mouth was slightly open. Had he not been an esteemed Saint, then Hui Yue was completely sure that the expert in front of him would have been drooling uncontrollably thinking about the herbs awaiting them further down the tunnel.
“I can smell it,” Hui Yue agreed with slight laughter. The scent that permeated the air and wafted down the corridor they were in was familiar to the two experts; it was the smell of the golden pills.
Although this scent drifted towards them, promising them great rewards just around the corner, neither Hui Yue nor Xiao Ning forgot that they were currently in the middle of a grave filled with traps. Neither of them wished to die from a stupid mistake, and as a result, both of them were even m
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