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
“The one you chose?” Le Tian laughed. “You think just that old daoist priest can win against my ultimate dark horse?”
Ren Aoyou and Pi Yangqiu both smiled doubtfully.
Over the past three days, they had also paid some attention to the old daoist priest. He had stuck to mining, so he was even worse off than the female cultivator called Su Tong. It really did not seem likely for him to come first. They all dismissed it as an error in judgement by Leng Yuan, and they stopped paying attention to him.
Leng Yuan said, “If you could tell what cultivation method he practises, you wouldn’t be saying that.”
Li Qingshan vented to his heart’s content and tossed the two brothers that he had beaten until they were half dead aside. Then he took their arcane treasures without holding back at all. He grabbed their two baskets of stolen magnetic ferrum too and made his way towards the exit.
“Please hold on, fellow!” Li Qingshan turned around, only to see a sagely old daoist priest, brimming with vigour, walking out from a different cave. He furrowed his eyebrows. “What?”
The old daoist priest said very politely, “Fellow, could you please leave these magnetic ferrum behind?”
Li Qingshan arched an eyebrow and lifted up the two baskets of magnetic ferrum in his hands. “You mean these?”
“No, no, no. That one over there too!” The old daoist priest pointed at the metal basket in the distance.
Li Qingshan shook his head and sighed. “That’ll be difficult, difficult, difficult, I say!”
“Fellow, you’ve said difficult three times consecutively. Are you so attached to these three baskets of magnetic ferrum that you can’t give them up? This humble daoist priest is not an unreasonable person. I’ll give you my basket in exchange!”
The old daoist priest placed down his basket. It was only half full, and the quality of the magnetic ferrum was nothing impressive either.
“It’s just some dumb rocks, so there’s nothing to be attached to.”
“Then why not?”
“The world is full of bastards like you. I want to be a good person, but it’s just too fucking hard!”
Li Qingshan’s
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