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!
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
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
On the peak of Main-mast mountain, Ji Changfeng stood in the wind. The gales buffeted his robes, but he completely ignored it, staring at the Silver Dragon King that hovered in the air. Actually, he did not directly decline the King of Southern Yue’s invitation. Instead, he had agreed to provide a certain amount of resources and support, but he was still uncertain whether the King of Southern Yue would make an example out of him and destroy the Cloud Sail sect first.
Before he knew it, the storm had relented slightly. Gong Yuan clutched two cleromancy stalks in her hand, one black and one white. Her eyes were as deep as an abyss as she said quietly, “King of Southern Yue, oh King of Southern Yue. If you strike right now, you’ll never get the opportunity to retrieve these two Lost Stalks of the King of Yue.”
Indeed, one of the major reasons she had given Ru Xin most of the Lost Stalks of King of Yue was to give the King of Southern Yue a certain level of hope, deterring him from creating unexpected troubles during a time when they were about to declare war against the fire devourers. However, little did she know just how twisted everything actually was.
Only Ye Duanhai was not particularly concerned. As a sword cultivator, he was not afraid of being dragged into war like Ji Changfeng, but even if he were to join the King of Southern Yue’s estate, he had to wait until an appropriate time. The South Sea Sword pavilion had always remained beyond the shore. They did not actually have a lot of contact with the cultivation community of the Mist province. Instead, their grievances with the Myriad Poison cult ran quite deep.
Most importantly, the South Sea Sword pavilion was not a demonic sect. If they had joined them right from the beginning, it was very easy for them to be pushed aside or even reduced to cannon fodder. Compared to that, they were better off making a decision when it actually mattered. Timely assistance surpassed icing on the cake. Mister Ram must have understood this as well.
This was the might of a king’s est
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