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
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
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
Song Changxi came from a third-rate small sect. Among the younger generation of the Longevity Dao lineage, he was said to be the number three person, excluding from the Twin Pillars of Daoism. Hence, many disciples of Daoism could address him as Senior Brother Song. However, the sect behind him was not big, and it could not reach the level that would make people feel apprehension.
Many daoist disciples present had far better backgrounds than him.
In fact, when the daoist disciple spoke earlier, he did not attempt to conceal anything. Therefore, many people actually overheard him.
It was seemingly an offhanded comment, but it served as a wake-up call for many. Song Changxi was just a disciple from an ordinary sect. Even if he had some prestige, what could he really do?
The atmosphere became somewhat strange. More accurately, it became a little quiet.
After all, he was not a disciple of the Infatuation Daoist Temple.
If we don't listen to you, what can you do?
Can you retaliate when we go out?
You don't have cultivation in here, what can you do?
This was likely the inner voices of many people at this moment.
Prestige, in many cases, was not built on character, but established on strength. Without strength as a support, it was ultimately worthless.
"But ultimately..."
That daoist disciples was still somewhat hesitant.
However, his junior disciple behind him quickly added, "Do you remember what Master said, Senior Brother?"
Hearing those words, the daoist disciple was startled. He was the one responsible for this expedition on behalf of their sect. Before they entered the ruin, his Master had indeed instructed him. Recalling his Master's weathered face and the hopeful expression he had, his expression changed several times. Finally, he nodded his head.
He did not intend to continue any further.
There were also many young cultivators who made such a choice.
"What a busybody!"
As a voice sounded out, it shattered the tranquility here. That person was not a daoist disciple, he naturally did not need to l
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