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!
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
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
When he logged out of the game, it was already 5 in the afternoon. Feng Xiao took a short nap, after all because of the «Rebirth» beta last night, he was so excited he hadn’t slept well.
When he woke, it was around 7 pm. Feng Xiao gave his little sister that was at school a call and the ate a simple dinner. Then he sat down and meditated.
Not feeling the flow of any kind of aura, Feng Xiao could only helplessly sigh, “After practicing the Chaotic Art for sixteen years, I still can’t break through the threshold. The fact that I’m stuck in the first level, adoptive father would be very disappointed.”
Thinking of his adoptive father, Feng Xiao’s mood became even heavier…...Many complicated emotions like yearning, warmth, doubts, sadness, hatred were all intertwined. Feng Xiao’s mind went through a large change in emotions.
Feng Xiao’s adoptive father was a very mysterious person. He was so mysterious that even Feng Xiao who had lived with him for 22 years could not figure him out.
When he was three, he had been reprimanded several times not to call him “father” and to call him by “adoptive father”, this ancient sounding title. Only caring about what he thought, he didn’t even care about the mental endurance of a 3 year old child.
When he was four years old, he began to practice the Chaotic Art. Feng Xiao would hear multiple times that he was the only person in the world that could practice this technique. But what was strange was the Feng Xiao had practiced this technique for over ten years and still had not felt a single bit of aura developing, which could be considered inner strength. But his physique and speed had increased at a shocking rate, even surpassing his adoptive father.
But his adoptive father was only stern when it came to practicing, normally he was a very kind and caring father. In order to take care of him and his little sister, he had given up travelling, pursuing the peak of martial arts, his legitimate children, his home country of China, and raised them all by himself. A single man raising two kin
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