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
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
The sages became anxious.
Gu Hai played one thousand three hundred eighty-nine Go games simultaneously, placing his moves for all the games at the same time. That meant that that many Go games were going on in his mind. Everyone in the surroundings kept quiet.
In the north, Lifespan Beiming stared at the plaza’s center.
“In bearing, these sages are far inferior to Gu Hai and Old Mister Guan Qi,” Lifespan Beiming said indifferently.
“These sages? Hah! What do you think they are left with?” the Qian Heavenly Emperor said indifferently.
“Oh?”
“Cultural cultivators are mostly open and candid, not fearing power nor death. They remain indifferent to favors and humiliation, upholding their original intentions for the sake of righteousness. Why do you think so many of those outstanding cultural cultivators are unwilling to come to the Ten Thousand Sages Convention?” the Qian Heavenly Emperor asked indifferently.
“The Ten Thousand Sages Convention changed long ago?” Lifespan Beiming ventured with a frown.
“That’s right. While the Ten Thousand Sages Convention has ten thousand past sages as judges, these sages are no longer their past selves. Be it in bearing, character, self-restraint, or cultural cultivation, Heaven has taken them away. They are now just Heaven’s lackeys,” the Qian Heavenly Emperor said indifferently.
“Huh?”
“These sages are just the lackeys guarding the Cultural Dao Sage Palace. While they claim to be open to the whole world, it is actually just for the three holy lands. You saw it yourself. It was only Old Mister Guan Qi who figured it out and managed to exploit a loophole the last time. The Ten Thousand Sages Convention has long become a miasma,” the Qian Heavenly Emperor said seriously.
“That’s why the strongest experts in the cultural Dao refuse to come?”
“Since the victors are already predetermined to come from the three holy lands, what is the point? To humiliate themselves?” the Qian Heavenly Emperor said with a faint smile.
“Heaven?” Lifespan Beiming looked at the sky.
“There’s no need to look. To
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