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 demonic sect leaders reached a consensus and their subordinates naturally agreed. They played Mahjong first and waited for their superiors to finish the game before they went about rescuing Zhu Yan, the troublemaker.
None of them thought that the latter would be in a dire situation, besieged and with no chance to escape.
Zhu Yan never expected that his demon allies would consider Mahjong as more important than saving him. To top it off, they only sent the weakest demon to check things out.
He was beyond hopeless; his face showed this as the cultivators sent their swords to attack him.
“Hold on!” said a sudden voice.
The grudge between the righteous and the demonic factions left no room for compromises; not even a pause was ever granted. This time was different, though. The leading cultivator cried out, “Stop! Hear Brother Wang out. Hold on!”
“Understood, eldest apprentice-brother!” The cultivators pulled back.
Beads of sweat covering his forehead, Zhu Yan alternated gazes between his attackers and Wang Ke, as the latter stopped them in the nick of time.
When did Wang Ke gain this much influence? The righteous disciples listen to his commands? And yet you say you don’t know them?
Zhu Yan almost peed his pants in fear when the sword cultivators rushed at him.
“Brother Wang, what instructions do you have for us?” the leading sword cultivator asked Wang Ke.
“You are...?” Wang Ke looked back at the leader of the group and asked.
“Hahahaha, Brother Wang, you don’t recognize me?” the blue-robed man replied with a smile, “That’s understandable. It’s been a year already, and I don’t look as wretched, compared to the time we last met. You must have forgotten our encounter back on Divine Dragon Island! Tie Liuyun, me, and the others were chained up in a prison! You were the one who saved us. Brother Wang, you are such a righteous person; to think you would enter the demons’ den and carry out good deeds without taking any credit! I am Zhao Si, Xiangcun Sect’s eldest apprentice-brother!”
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Dear IGK readers,
It's been one and a half years since I started IGK, and I think it's safe to say now that it's not doing well.
After some careful thought and discussion with my wife, I have come to the decision to stop working on IGK and focus on my other commitments, e.g., my studies and other part time works.
The last chapter I will publish will be 192.2.
Thank you for your supports thus far, especially my dear patrons! Sorry to disappoint those who love this story very much. I've really been enjoying it so far and I do feel reluctant to let it go, but circumstance calls for it.