Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Within the dark and damp underground cavern, water droplets cascaded from stalactites, creating a crisp and rhythmic sound as they landed on the ground.
A sudden splash resonated as a skeleton used a gourd ladle to scoop water from the tranquil underground river to fill its iron bucket.
Once half-filled, the skeleton lifted the iron bucket and made its way back to the "herb field."
As it walked, water droplets slid down the exterior of the bucket, splashing onto the sole "herb" within the garden, clusters of human-palm-shaped leaves sprawling across the ground.
In an instant, as if triggered by some hidden switch, these hands—no, these leaves suddenly sprang up, extending long vines and reaching for the water-filled iron bucket menacingly.
The skeleton's sharp eyes and swift reflexes allowed it to swiftly stomp down on the aggressive leaves attacking the bucket.
Then, slightly bending down, the skeleton examined the vines of this "herb," confirming that this particular plant didn't need watering before immediately picking up the bucket and departing.
From a distance, the herb appeared as a unified expanse, but in reality, it was planted in individual clusters. However, the peculiar density of these vine leaves filled most of the gaps between the plants, making it difficult to discern without a closer look.
The skeleton approached a cluster of leaves that appeared no different from the others, but beneath those leaves, the vines seemed slightly withered. Using the gourd ladle, it carefully scooped water, skillfully avoiding the leaves, and poured it at the base of the vines.
However, due to the dense arrangement of the leaves, it was inevitable that some water droplets splashed onto them. Consequently, the previously motionless leaves were activated, dancing in a frenzy…
"Damn it!" The skeleton had no choice but to endure the countless leaves, with thin, elongated tendrils, flailing about like the Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara. It slapped away the leaves while persistently continuing to water the base of t
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