Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Apocalypse Gacha
Chaotic Sword God
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Horror Game Designer
Nightmare Assault
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1120: Birth
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1537- Killing (1)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 493 - Unleashing Godslaying Lightning
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 102.2
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 778: This Official Doesn't Care
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 412: Wedding Photo
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 548: Zhang Mingli
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1536.5- Attacking
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1119: Returning Home
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1536- Attacking
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 47 - The Phoenix Hatches
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 492 - Let’s See If I Can Kill You
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 102.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 777: Silkpants
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1535.5- Final Battle
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1535- Final Battle
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 491 – The World Must Hold A Great Secret
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 101
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A young daoist left his daoist temple and headed north. Along the way, he traveled low-key, not only removing the newly donned, pristine daoist robes, but even avoiding his preferred dark red ones. Instead, he wore an ordinary gray daoist robe and tied his hair into the most common of topknots. If not for his face being far more handsome than that of an average daoist, no one would have paid this young daoist any attention.
After leaving the temple, the young daoist first arrived at a ferry crossing. There, he took a ferry northward. On the ferry, he quietly stood at the stern of the boat and spoke to no one, merely watching the boatman cast nets to fish along the river. When a haul of large fish was brought up, the young daoist noticed one carp that, though not especially fat, had a dark red tail. He spoke up, asking to buy it.
Finding the young daoist agreeable and polite, the boatman did not take any silver from him, he just smiled and gifted him the fish.
The young daoist gave thanks without protest, accepting the fish. He borr
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