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
Li Qingshan had asked similar questions to the Spirit Reverend of Ocean Returnance before, but the old turtle simply refused to answer him no matter what.
After spending all these years together, there was still some friendship between them, so it was not like Li Qingshan could threaten to destroy the Pavilion of Heavenly Tomes again.
Of course, the primary reason was because even threats would be useless. He would still have to look for the answers to those questions himself at the end of the day.
“When will you undergo the sixth heavenly tribulation?”
“Very soon.”
After overcoming his mental shackles, Rāhu Xiaoming became filled with even greater fighting spirit. He gazed out at the Asura realm. This had once been his territory, his homeland.
He spread his fingers and reached into the distance before suddenly closing his hand. “I will definitely take back what I’ve lost!”
“Fight on, Xiaoming!” Li Qingshan pumped his hand and called out.
Rāhu Xiaoming exhaled. Something sounded amiss. “Can you call me Ming?” Just how much do you like the word “xiao”?
“Ming? To think you could even come up with something like that. Is this supposed to be some third-rate romance story? Haha!” Li Qingshan mocked his tastes openly.
Rāhu Xiaoming ground his teeth. “Then call me Rāhu Ming!”
“Sure, Xiaoming! See you, Xiaoming!”
Rāhu Xiaoming said nothing more, directly swinging his hand at him.
With a great boom, the earth split open as a deep gully, but he missed.
Li Qingshan’s figure gradually faded away like an image in a mirror. He waved his hand and smiled. “I’m not going to play with you anymore. I need to focus on the war too.”
“Let me know if you need help.”
“That won’t be necessary. It’s just some small, boring wars. You would probably find them boring too.”
Li Qingshan shut his eyes before opening them again.
Under a pale-white, crescent moon, a great mountain stood tall. A lone city towered as if it pierced the sky.
The war had already lasted most of the night, but the enemies continued to resist stubbornly.
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