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!
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
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
The sky had completely darkened. Perhaps even the heavens understood that something significant was about to happen tonight. Hence, the moon was hidden behind layers of clouds, invisible to the eye.
A gust of autumn wind blew and several figures appeared within the warden office.
At the forefront was naturally that daoist.
Standing in the courtyard, the daoist looked around and let his divine sense spread out.
The young daoist was behind him. Looking at this courtyard that was obviously just cleaned, he said with a sneer, "Indeed a fool, thinking that having the support of the Great Liang dynasty makes him impressive. After doing something like this, does he still dream of peacefully serving as warden? How ridiculous!"
The daoist frowned slightly. He wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he did not say it.
He felt rather surprised. Looking at this cleaned warden office, he thought about many things. Likely, he felt that since the warden office had been cleaned, that young man must have made up his mind to not leave. He should still be nearby. However, when he spread his divine sense out, he could not find any trace of that young man.
"Go and search in pairs, be careful."
The daoist was careful. The purple-robed daoists he brought were all at the Bitter Sea Realm. When two people joined forces, there should not be any problems.
The purple-robed daoists nodded one after another, then split up into pairs and started searching all over this warden office. Only the young daoist and the other daoist were left in the courtyard.
The young daoist glanced at the main hall, then retracted his gaze and said calmly, "Senior Brother, it's better to say fewer things."
The daoist glanced at him, seemingly unsurprised, as if he had long anticipated this young daoist's words. He just replied calmly, "I'm not the sect master's disciple, I have no ambitions for the position of the sect master either. In fact, if possible, I'd prefer to wander the mortal realm right now. I have no interest in competing with y
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