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
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 594: Uncle and Nephew (6)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 20: The Showdown Between Armies!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 298: Not Your Mother
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 220: Elder
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1126- Choose or be chosen
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1125- Sudden Collapse
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 593: Uncle and Nephew (5)
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 297: I'm Just a Child
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 219: Attraction
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1124- Are you kidding
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 923: Interference
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1123- Finding help
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 592: Uncle and Nephew (4)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 19: Rat Stampede! The Monsters Are Sieging!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 296: Thirteen
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 218: History
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1122- Breaking Free
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 922: Duel
The days of cultivation were incredibly lonely. The sun rose and set; clouds gathered and scattered. Xiao Chen was like a statue, unmoving. After half a month, the formation markings slowly started to crack; the ten Medial Grade Spirit Stones all turned into dust.
“Boom!” Xiao Chen opened his eyes and fired a purple beam of light. After cultivating bitterly and attaining comprehensions for more than a month, plus the cultivation he did in the Spirit Gathering Formation, he finally reached the peak of Superior Grade Martial Master.
There was a faint smile on Xiao Chen’s face; he finally revealed an expression of satisfaction. However, when he remembered how Ji Changkong had become a Martial Saint long ago, and the noble clan successors with inherited Martial Spirits who were at the peak of Martial Grand Masters, he could not help but feel dispirited.
If only he were like those people, awakening their Martial Spirit at birth. Then he would not have to waste 15 years of his time. With his talent, his cultivation speed would not be slower than them.
“Boom!”
A huge silver warship slowly landed on the mountain peak. After being tempered by thunder for 49 days, this ancient Secret Treasure had recovered to its former glory.
However, this huge warship looked very high-key. With a thought from Xiao Chen, the banner on the bow flew into Xiao Chen’s eye and the warship rapidly shrank.
After a short moment, a small silver boat appeared. Xiao Chen smiled faintly and jumped onto the small boat. He looked at the distant White Water City and said softly, “It is time to return!”
The formations activated, and the silver boat flew into the sky. It was swift as the wind and quick as lightning, significantly faster than Xiao Chen’s Gravity Spell by many times.
The wind roared in Xiao Chen’s ears. Xiao Chen stood at the bow with his hands behind his back; his clothes and hair were fluttering in the wind. His handsome face revealed a certain calmness; there was the indistinct feeling of an Immortal.
Xiao Cheng felt very excited; he had n
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