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
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
Cultivators often have lifespans far exceeding that of ordinary people. If they did not provoke trouble and focused on their cultivation, they could live for a very long time.
In reality, a considerable number of cultivators had no interest in meddling in worldly affairs. They cultivated peacefully every day, seeking to comprehend the Great Dao.
Life and death, indeed, held great terror.
The young cultivators were like the newly risen morning sun, possessing boundless potential for the future. No one wanted to wither away before fully blooming. Therefore, when facing life and death, many people's deep-seated fears would surface.
Whispered conversations among the young cultivators ensued, with some expressing worries on their faces. "If there's a real possibility of an accident happening, I don't want to lose my life in there..."
Someone said, "Since it's something acknowledged by the elders of various families, it doesn't necessarily mean that something will happen. We shouldn't be overly concerned."
"But... but... what if something does happen?"
A female cultivator's face turned pale, worried to the extreme over such a possibility.
They were all proud children of heaven in their respective sects and did not wish to take unnecessary risks.
"What's there to fear? The demons and our human race are mortal enemies. Perhaps one day, we'll engage in a great war again. Familiarizing ourselves in advance is beneficial and harmless."
A young cultivator had a solemn expression as he expressed agreement with this viewpoint.
However, his words did not receive approval from anyone. In the eyes of the foreign cultivators, as long as the demons did not launch a large-scale invasion southward to annihilate the human race, they would hardly involve themselves. There were many things to do in the world, so why spend time on this?
The young cultivators on the pavilion spoke a lot, but Wei Xu paid no attention. After announcing the start of the Myriad Willow Convention, he left the platform.
Subsequently, officials from t
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