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
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 937: The Eight Gates Banners
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1157- End of the street
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 10.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 612: Allowing It Once or Twice
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 315: Will
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 237: Good Things
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1156- Competition Speed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 936: A Struggle of Dao Orthodoxies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1155- Splitting unhappily
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 9
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 611: Old Friends Don't Meet Often
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 236: Infiltration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 314: What Kind of Kids Do You Teach?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1154- Not willing to accept being managed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 935: Release
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1153- Plant Master
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 8
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 610: Since Time Immemorial, the World Doesn't Change
Chapter 393 - A Swindler Who Sells Talisman
Translator: BinBin
Editor: Nova1237
Three months after the incident. Provincial capital: Yulin Street.
The Yulin Street was located within the provincial capital, contained many antique shops, and had a long history; it was a heritage of the provincial capital.
The street was ragged, surrounded by many red brick houses that would be demolished soon. However, despite its old and shabby appearance, the street was incredibly lively. It was bustling and filled with an endless stream of cars and people. Most of the people came to look for treasure and hoped to become rich overnight should they find some antiques worth several cities.
“All sorts of pain-relieving medicines and miracle pills that can cure all diseases!”
“Many spiritual equipments, instruments, and talismans that can protect and free you from mishaps all your lives!”
Peddler cried out advertising wares in the street. All of the people who walked past him scorned him with a look of disdain. Nobody in this generation bursting with all sort of high-end technologies believed in this kind of superstition.
The man draped a yellow Taoist robe over his body and had a Taoist cap on his head. He wore a walrus mustache on his face and held a peach wood sword in his hand. He ignored the onlookers’ gazes and continued to cry out his wares with all his might.
The clothing under his Taoist robe were real bargains—the whole set of clothes plus the shoes cost no more than fifty bucks. It was normal for people to ignore a miserable psychic like him.
If one, however, paid more attention to him, they would have noticed that the man was tall and had a stocky build. Hidden underneath his clothing was a body of well-toned muscles, wisdom on his brows, eyes as sharp as an eagle, and the air of a king in his being. Those eyes were eyes owned by the strong one and were evidence of him having gone through a life-or-death battle.
Three months ago, he was the first hedonist young master of Acropolis City, admired and revered by thousands.
After three mo
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