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 wind rustled as the sky was dim and hazy. The morning bells and evening drums loomed in the surroundings. The ancient temple stood silently.
The buddha statues everywhere were like a silent audience, almost as if they were waiting for his reply.
Li Qingshan’s expression changed. He opened his hands. They seemed to be covered with blood and filth, wrapped in the lives he had claimed.
Leaving the mountain hamlet, entering the jianghu, battling through the nine provinces. From the five continents to the Human realm, he had fought for a century, killing countless in the process.
He had once been sliced to shreds and smashed to pieces. He never went a day without trouble, without worries, like he was trekking on thin ice, like he was crossing ravines, where any carelessness could claim his life. Even today, he was still hanging on by a thread.
Mortals probably would have paled in fright already. They would rather spend their lives content as wealthy people.
The Upraised Light abbot was filled with confidence. Even if this was not enough to completely persuade Li Qingshan, it could make him reflect. He only needed some further guidance in the future, and he would definitely convert to buddhism.
But at this moment, the corner of Li Qingshan’s lips curled into a strange smile. The smile spread and turned into a great laughter, booming through the ancient temple and startling the birds.
“Fellow, why do you laugh?”
“Too weak.”
“What?”
“I’m laughing that you’re all too weak. You’re basically no different from the people who view all others as ants.”
“Why do you say that, fellow?” The Upraised Light abbot furrowed his brows.
Li Qingshan said, “Because you are unable to endure the pain within you, so you cast aside your kindness, so you set down the butcher’s blade. All of it is just twisting your original self. What other difference is there?”
“One is doing evil. The other is doing good. How is there not any difference?”
“To me, there is no difference!”
Li Qingshan clenched his hands and raised his head. His expression changed—stubborn, f
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