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
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Loser System and Berserker Me
Nightmare Assault
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
My Iyashikei Game
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 178: Stone Door
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 257: Chain
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 209: My Host, Let Me Share the Storyline With You
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1054- Disgust
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1053- Killing weapon
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 208: Yes, We’re Attacking Our Allies
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 558: Uncle is Here
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3803: The World Wheel
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 256: Union
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1052- Wall collapse
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 177: Chen Ran
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1051- Final attack
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 291 - Return; God Bai In Shock!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 557: That Sword Came and Left
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 207: Stress Heaping on the Ally’s Shoulders
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1050- Pulsator Mansion
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1049- Three women one elephant
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 176: Communication
Grandpa Zang showed much admiration. Many of the mountain villages were the same as the Ginseng King village, especially the hunting villages. After all, hunting people was much easier than hunting beasts. Coming across a lone traveller, taking them out with a single arrow and taking their things was simply too easy.
Ever since Huang Binghu became the leader of the Drawn Reins village, he restrained the villagers strictly, so this had never happened.
On the mountain path, the black ox said to Li Qingshan, “With how you gave away the spiritual wine, there are at least two people who managed to tell you possess the spiritual ginseng.”
Li Qingshan said, “I know!”
“It’s very likely for them to turn against you such that you will remain in the Drawn Reins village forever.”
“I know that as well.” As a person of two lives, Li Qingshan was not an ignorant teenager. He did know about the many dark sides to human nature.
“However, I’m willing to take that risk. Living in the world, if you always have to be careful, untrusting of others, untrusting of yourself, what’s the point to it all even if you achieve supreme abilities?”
He already possessed some estimate of his personal strength. He was confident that even in the worst-case scenario, he could kill his way out. And, he believed that his strength could act as a deterrent to others.
I receive them so enthusiastically while I silently press against my sword. Would you call that being mature?
Li Qingshan sighed slightly inside. He gently rubbed the wooden tablet with the two words, ‘south’ and ‘An’, carved into it. At least, there was still a person, er, ghost he could wholeheartedly trust and believe in.
He travelled along the rugged mountain path slowly. The maple trees along the way were as vibrant as fire, ranging from red, orange, yellow, and green. It was beautiful.
Li Qingshan produced his reed flute again and began playing it. The clear flute sound rang through the autumn mountains.
“You still can’t find it?” The young man regarded as ‘young master’ by all the sword
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