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!
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
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
“Ki Impact!” When Chen Heng returned home through a black hole from the Holy Grail War’s world, what met him was not the sweet aroma of a hot meal or a warm greeting from Fu Hua but a fiery fist.
You can’t be serious, Immortal! All I did was mention your erotica and have your life-sized body pillow. Do those really warrant a punch right off the bat? That’s pretty petty.
Although Chen Heng was confounded, that didn’t prevent him from defending himself. The moment he heard the words “Ki Impact,” he instinctively shielded himself with an attraction barrier.
However, whether it was because the barrier was hastily constructed or for some other reason, Fu Hua’s fist broke through it with a single punch. Chen Heng suspected an external cause.
He had felt his ability suddenly weaken when Fu Hua’s fist touched the attraction barrier.
Trusting Fu Hua and his ancestor’s insights and, most importantly, the three transcender-level counterattacks stored in his necklace, Chen Heng chose not to draw the Immortal Executioner Sword in defense.
He thought Fu Hua might beat him up but wouldn’t kill him. After all, he admitted, he had been courting trouble, and a beating wasn’t undeserved.
He put himself in Fu Hua’s shoes, imagining how he’d feel if Fu Hua claimed to have a life-sized body pillow of him. He would…well, he found himself a bit excited at the thought.
True to Chen Heng’s trust, Fu Hua’s flaming fist stopped three centimeters from his forehead, and the flames vanished.
“That hurts!” Chen Heng clutched his forehead as he squatted on the ground.
Chen Heng wasn’t faking; Fu Hua’s fist hadn’t struck him, but her middle finger had flicked his forehead with some force.
While it might seem rude to say this, Fu Hua’s strength was substantial, and even with Chen Heng’s physically robust body, the pain was unbearable.
“Immortal, what a big welcome gift you have for me!”
“Call me Master,” Fu Hua replied, opening her fist palm-up to reveal a ring.
“…Master.” Chen Heng wanted to argue, but under Fu Hua’s seemingly delicat
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