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
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 568: Will Spring Come?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 188: Aged Woman
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 266: Surgical Room
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1069- Underground Dungeon
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 895: Yellow Heaven
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1068.5- Collector (2)
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.10.1 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 299 - Even Without The Undead Legions, I'll Kill You All the Same!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 567: Listen, There's Thunder in the Distance
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 265: Taboo Game
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 187: Poor Thing
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1068- Collector
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 894: The Bejeweled Star Lord
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 298 - Witnessing The Birth Of A Freak
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1067.5- Ruins
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 566: A Banquet
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3807: Ten Years
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 186: Escape
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Deercry Monastery, in a small temple at the back of the mountain.
These days, the old monk perhaps felt too stifled staying in the temple, so he simply sat on the doorstep. Today's sunlight was pleasant, a rare warm spring day. But even as the warm rays fell on the old monk's face, they couldn't illuminate the deep lines etched there. Those things hidden within his wrinkles remained forever shrouded in darkness.
Under the sunlight, the old monk's dust-covered robes had specks of dust dancing in the air. He lowered his head to look, but his turbid eyes showed no emotion.
The old monk narrowed his eyes slightly, looking up at the warm sun in the sky. Actually, cultivators had a different name for the sun, they called it celestial star.
However, a more widespread term among the common populace was simply “the sun,” while “celestial star” was a phrase only found in the memories of older cultivators and ancient texts.
The old monk sat on the doorstep for a while before he vaguely noticed a figure clad in black walking over from the di
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