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!
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)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
The Asura Race had a very interesting characteristic.
The nobler the bloodline of the clan, the better their appearance, and the higher their status. This held true for both males and females.
If one saw an ugly Asura Race person, it went without saying that the said person would have just average strength and talent.
This was a race that looked at the aesthetics of the face. With one look, one could make out an Asura Race cultivator’s status and strength.
The Asura Race youth before Xiao Chen was handsome. He had one horn on his head, snow-white hair, and blood-jade-crystal-like eyes.
“What is it?” Xiao Chen asked indifferently as he turned around.
That Asura Race youth calmed himself before saying, “This humble self is Luohou Yun, from the Luohou Clan, one of the Asura Race’s four royal clans. Sorry for interrupting. I just want to befriend you. It is my Luohou Clan that forged this underworld boat.”
Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows under his conical bamboo hat. This youth’s appearance and the many cultivators following that youth seemed to support the youth’s claim.
“My family name is Xiao. Young Master Luohou is too polite.”
Seeing that Xiao Chen did not get angry, Luohou Yun rejoiced as he said, “Senior, please come with me. This is not the place to speak.”
Xiao Chen followed the other party to the top floor of the underworld boat. Then, Luohou Yun heartily entertained him.
Luohou Yun took out a rare mutated fruit filled with demonic nature and containing pure Demonic Qi Spiritual Energy.
Xiao Chen took a look and thought, I don’t really like these demonic fruits.
Not eating it could easily expose me. That cannot happen. I can only feed all of these Abyssal Underworld spirit fruits to the Demon Blood Vulture on my shoulder.
When Luohou Yun saw this scene, he felt shocked. “Senior normally uses such one-thousand-year-old spirit fruits to feed the Demon Blood Vulture?”
That was quite true. After Xiao Chen entered the Heavenly Alliance, Old Liu nurtured the Demon Blood Vulture with one-thousand-year-old Demonic Spirit Fruits.
Xiao
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