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 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
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 235: Deep Water
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1152- Final thing
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1151- Name your price
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 317 - Poison Star Ring Is Sometimes Scarier Than Corpse Explosion
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3824: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Assistance
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 7
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 609: Buddhist Teachings Is Everywhere
Zhu Yan was poisoned by his own wine; he collapsed on the floor while tackling an excruciating pain.
Wang Ke had already figured out what was happening.
“Zhu Yan? You tried to poison me, but you failed? And now you got yourself poisoned? Hahaha! You are ruthlessly scheming as usual! We were reminiscing about our past, and you tried to poison me?” Wang Ke said coldly.
“Why, why did nothing happen to you? Pffftt!” Zhu Yan vomited another mouthful of poisoned blood.
But Wang Ke remained silent and indifferent.
Instead, he took off the beaded bracelet on Zhu Yan’s wrist.
“Why weren’t you poisoned?” Zhu Yan persistently cried out while staring at Wang Ke.
That poisonous wine could even kill Innate Stage cultivators, but Zhu Yan was already at the pinnacle of that stage, and he had turned into a demon. Demons used poisons to cultivate, which gave most of them a fairly strong immunity to poisons. Zhu Yan just had to hang in there a little longer before expelling all the poison from his body.
“Pfff—”
Zhu Yan vomited blood a third time; a great portion of poison had already been cleared from his body.
But then Wang Ke had taken off Zhu Yan’s bead bracelet.
“What are you doing? Give it back!” Zhu Yan cried out in horror.
“Baaaam!”
Wang Ke stomped him onto the ground.
“Humph, you had yet to reach the Innate Stage when I left. Now that a few decades have passed, your bodily functions should have deteriorated; it would be even harder to break through to the Innate Stage. You tried to bring me harm by poisoning me? It seems like you’re not confident in your cultivation. Surely you haven’t reached the Innate Stage, right? How dare you attack me?” Wang Ke said mockingly.
“Kraak”
Wang Ke stomped Zhu Yan on the ground again. Another arrow of blood came out of his mouth.
Zhu Yan had almost expelled all the poison in his body after jetting another mouthful of poisonous blood out.
He turned and looked up. “Wang Ke, you want to die?” Zhu Yan threatened.
“I want to die? You want to die! You bastard. How dare you give me poisoned wine? I might have been kil
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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.