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!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
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)
The sky looked vast, and the water looked vast. There was a spring every five kilometers and a river every fifty kilometers. Cloud Water Marsh truly lived up to its name.
“Plod! Plod! Plod!”
As Xiao Chen stepped on the muddy ground, he rushed along his way, traveling through the mist.
The journey continued peacefully for three days. Aside from some foolhardy ferocious beasts, there were no commotions.
As a result, Xiao Chen relaxed. He knew he was relatively safe.
However, he did not let his guard down. The Golden Dragon Palace already put in a lot of effort; they would not just let him off.
He had to cross Cloud Water Marsh at the very least.
Xiao Chen familiarized himself with his acquired Divine Body as he traveled. He did not fall behind on his cultivation, either.
Seven days later, he was roughly familiar with his acquired Divine Body.
Xiao Chen was somewhat weary of Cloud Water Marsh, but he could leave soon. Everything proceeded smoothly.
“Tweet toot…”
“What is that sound? A flute?”
Just as Xiao Chen’s guard had dropped to its lowest, something strange happened.
Drawn-out flute sounds rang out in the vast mist.
Xiao Chen looked around and saw nothing. However, the flute sounds continued without stopping.
He shouted, “Which friend is blowing the flute? Why not show yourself and meet?”
The flute sounds stopped, and a person walked out of the mist in front slowly.
This person looked as elegant as jade, handsome with a delicate face. He held a flute in his hand and drifted over in the mist, looking like a celestial arriving in the mortal world. Three scarlet marks, forming a bright and beautiful orchid, were conspicuous on his forehead.
“White clouds fly in the depths of white clouds; a dream presents music to the moonlight. I am Bai Yunfei, here on a favor to Qin Ming. I have been waiting for Brother Xiao for a long time already.”
[TL Note: Bai Yunfei means white clouds flying. The poem is a play on his name.]
Bai Yunfei!
Xiao Chen had heard of this person before. Bai Yunfei was the strongest expert of the you
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