Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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 Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
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
“What about it?”
The Spirit Reverend of Ocean Returnance gazed at him in confusion. Because the two sect masters of the Myriad sect regularly ventured to beyond the Nine Heavens to follow the Elder of Heavenly Tomes, only he remained in the Pavilion of Heavenly Tomes all year round. He did so to protect the sect from any intruding enemies and to complete the Myriad Heavenly Tomes so that he could accumulate knowledge and use for cultivation.
He had always prefered peace and quiet, so this job was extremely suited for him. His primary source of entertainment was reading too. Only the various novels and interesting stories from books of all sorts could survive the erosion of thousands of years, allowing him to maintain his interest. As for other books, whether they were exceptional poems or extraordinary discourses, they were not worth reading at all. With his intelligence and knowledge, he had surpassed most of those authors already.
Everyone in the sect knew about this hobby, so disciples would regularly collect stories and offer them up to him in exchange for some contribution and bookmarks to satisfy this small interest of his. In essence, the colossal Myriad sect basically existed to serve a very small number of people, like the Elder of Heavenly Tomes, the Spirit Reverend of Ocean Returnance, and the two sect masters.
Li Qingshan said excitedly, “I’m a novelist!”
“Heh, now that’s unusual!”
The Spirit Reverend of Ocean Returnance’s lips curled slightly. He had probably smiled more today than in a usual year.
“Really.”
Li Qingshan originally wanted to say he had written novels before, but in hindsight, he had basically plagiarised them all before passing them to Xiao An to spice up the details, so they had absolutely nothing to do with him. The Spirit Reverend of Ocean Returnance would probably see through that the moment he said it, so he could not bring himself to tell a lie like that.
The Spirit Reverend of Ocean Returnance looked at him indifferently. His expression was filled with contempt. Even when Li Qingshan “pro
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