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!
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
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
The snow fell again and again until the bodhi tree was covered in frost. Its golden leaves did not fall, shimmering through the snow.
The metal gourd was raised high into the air and tilted upside down before getting shaken a few times vigorously, letting the last droplet of alcohol trickle out helplessly.
Li Qingshan smacked his lips forcefully. “Seems like it’s almost the new year.”
As they said, there was no concept of time when it came to cultivation. The passage of time to cultivators was measured in centuries and millennia. The year-long plans of mortals did not seem to hold much meaning to them.
However, since he had once been a mortal, he was not completely without any sentiment, especially when he was alone in the world, all by himself, drifting from place to place.
Time shot past like an arrow. Before long, they had reached deep winter.
Everything stopped growing, and the work lessened. Everyone gathered in the small town to celebrate. Due to the Hundred Herbs garden, they noticed the changing of seasons much more sharply than any regular cultivator.
The sounds of joy and laughter drifted through the mountains, arriving with the cold winds alongside the fragrance of food.
Li Qingshan could not help but take in a deep breath. Of course, no one had invited him. Apart from Shen Yushu, he basically had not even spoken to them before. He preferred peace and quiet. However, ever since the nine-coloured deer came to test him, Ruan Yaozhu had not visited him again. As it seemed, she had made the clever decision of accepting his suggestion.
He did not regret that, but he could not help but feel some pity. He had to admit that he still liked her very much. If it were not for his ambition beyond the Nine Heavens, spending his life with her in the Hundred Herbs garden did not seem to be a bad choice, but why did it have to be her?
He advanced forwards regardless of the cost. He had already let down far too many women.
Shaking his head, he sent his consciousness into the World of the Five Continents. It was the middle of winter
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