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
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 316: Ghost Face
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 238: Beep
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1158- Jumping into the river
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 937: The Eight Gates Banners
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1157- End of the street
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 10.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 612: Allowing It Once or Twice
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 315: Will
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 237: Good Things
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1156- Competition Speed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 936: A Struggle of Dao Orthodoxies
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
After who knew how long, the centre of the mountain fell quiet again. Various incomplete statues of earth fiend beasts stood in the darkness in various shapes.
Li Qingshan sat on the ground, silently contemplating the path of the qilin, as the Qilin Transformation showed signs of regression after the battle.
Do you have to be so fussy? The stuff I killed can’t even be called living creatures!
He realised more and more that the path of the qilin really was not as simple as he first imagined it to be, where his cultivation would skyrocket as long as he behaved like a good person and did some good things.
The Qilin, with its Hovering Steps, Sympathises with the Living. However, even when he killed a peach tree to save a group of beggars, that was defying the path of the qilin, as human lives were not more noble than plants. Even if he did not have to sacrifice any lives, the people he saved would definitely end up devouring the life of others.
The so-called concept of doing good and accumulating virtue was just the good and virtue of humans.
Perhaps what he truly needed to achieve was to obey the path of nature, to forget about right and wrong, good and bad, as he tread through the air and overlooked all the living creatures.
As it turned out, the so-called path of benevolence was actually so “heartless”.
In the darkness, he suddenly opened his eyes and estimated the time. Roughly a day and a half had passed. He had to leave the mountain and hand over all the magnetic ferrum he had obtained within the three day limit.
Gazing out, the large cavern was littered with glistening magnetic ferrum. The battle had paid off reasonably well.
However, he had lost the basket to carry the magnetic ferrum, and it was not easy to take all this magnetic ferrum with him. He strolled through the cavern and suddenly arrived before the statue of the largest earth fiend beast again. He split open its stomach and pulled out a highly-pure piece of black iron ore.
After a series of rubbing and kneading, he stretched it into several long rods
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