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
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
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 313: Neighbourhood Committee
The suspicion that his body contained a huge secret grew, but he had no other choice but to put his suspicion on the shelf because he didn’t have 1,000,000 Hedonist Points.
Qin Feng moved on from the questions about the secrets of his body and moved on to check the concentration of inner qi in his dantian. However, much to his surprise, his inner qi had not improved at all even though he had devoured the two Hundred Flavor Grass that contained loads of dense spiritual essence of the heaven and earth raw.
“What is going on?” Qin Feng raised his brows slightly and tried to feel his inner qi, but the result was the same. His inner qi did not grow, and he was still stuck at Stage 3 inner qi.
“Master, the spiritual essence of the two Hundred Flavor Grasses was consumed by the Freezing Seal, so Master won’t be able to feel the spiritual essence in your body,” Little Pig’s voice resounded.
Qin Feng’s mouth quivered, So all my efforts for the night have been in vain?!
“However, Master, I found something interesting,” Little Pig said with a smug look on his face.
“You stupid pig! Can’t you finish your thoughts in one sentence? What is the thing that is so interesting?"
Little Pig was as happy as lark looking at Qin Feng’s dark as ink expression, “Master, to my surprise, your body bears a great resemblance to a septic tank. You can absorb almost everything!”
Qin Feng slipped and almost fell from the tree.
“Can’t you say something a human would say? What do you mean by my body is similar to a septic tank?”
Little Pig shrugged his shoulders and replied unperturbed, “I’m a pig. How can Master expect me to speak like a human? Okay, fine. Master’s body is like a junkyard, so you can contain anything!”
Qin Feng crushed all the branches around him and everything else he could reach in order to vent his anguish. He decided not to argue with Little Pig anymore. After all, what could you expect from the mouth of a pig? Flowery phrases?
“Make it clear!” Qin Feng rolled his eyes at Little Pig.
“Ma
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