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
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
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1153- Plant Master
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 8
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 610: Since Time Immemorial, the World Doesn't Change
There was nothing wrong with the weak wanting to band together, but the strong would never want to share fairly with the weak. At least, Li Qingshan did not. His proud, lonely heart did not need the ‘warmth’ of so many strangers. Just Xiao An alone was enough for his family.
The expressions of the independent cultivators all changed. The female cultivator who wanted to share her body earlier cursed under her breath in anger, “Selfish!”
All of the independent cultivators chanted with her. “Selfish!” “Selfish!” “Selfish!”
The waves of sounds rolled out, wrapping around Li Qingshan. As the flames rose up, the shadows projected on the walls twisted and distorted, as if they were demons that wanted to lunge at him.
Li Qingshan lifted the fire iron and picked at the fire. He asked, “What did you add to the fire?”
Priest Qiu was slightly surprised. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Li Qingshan said, “Your voice is very special as well. It made me remember some matters of the past.” The singing, the dance, and the incense from the Parlour of Clouds and Rain in Jiaping city were what he remembered. Having experienced it once already, he would be a fool if he fell for it a second time.
Priest Qiu lowered his head. “If you join our Truth-seeking society, I can make you the vice leader.” The two sixth layer Qi Practitioners wanted to say something, but they both seized up when priest Qiu glanced at them.
“Oh?” Li Qinghan smiled. “I can join, but let me ask you one thing. Will you be venturing underground as well for the Herb Gathering ceremony of the three mountains?”
Priest Qiu smiled. “I’m already too old.”
Han Xiong said, “The leader is our father, the hope of the cultivation world. How can he enter such a dangerous place? We will find the spiritual herbs ourselves and bring them back to share.”
He was originally a clever, capable man, but his eyes were filled with devotion right now. And, what he said led to an echo of agreement.
Li Qingshan’s heart was like a clear mirror. The strongest did not venture underground
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