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
When the weather gradually grew colder, Jun Zishu readied herself to travel back to Hangzhou City.
"Are you really leaving?" Qian Xing asked, standing by the cult's entrance as he looked at Jun Zishu.
"I am."
"Will you really not regret walking on such a path?"
"I haven't even started, so how can I have any regrets? Also, I will never regret anything in this life," Jun Zishu said as she stroked her long hair. Although she ended her words on a playful note, her voice was as firm as steel. "I'm leaving. Call me if something happens."
"When do you plan on coming clean with her?"
"That's something for me and her to decide," Jun Zishu said as she waved goodbye at Qian Xing and jumped on her horse.
"Hey, Yan Xi!" Qian Xing suddenly shouted, causing Jun Zishu to turn back and look at him.
"What is it?"
"Come back if you get bullied. The Demon Cult can more than afford to raise a Saintess."
"I got it," Jun Zishu said as she looked at Qian Xing, the boy's black robe seemingly melding with the background.
Qian Xing had seemingly taken a liking to the color black nowadays. He had abandoned all lively colors and grown more and more mature.
Before taking her leave, Jun Zishu asked Qian Xing a question.
"Qian Xing. If you fall in love with a girl one day, but that girl has you and someone else on her mind, would you be willing to share her with someone else?"
"Ha? Do I look like that kind of generous person?" Qian Xing said, finding Jun Zishu's question to be absurd. Then, he added, "It only means that the girl doesn't love me enough. Why should I commit to such a relationship?"
Oh, but you did commit to such a relationship, pal.
Jun Zishu chuckled and left on her horse.
Qian Xing watched as the red-dressed girl left, a hint of envy coloring his face.
The girl's confidence, which was like a sharp blade that could cut through everything in her path, was something he could only ever hope to have.
Even if Jun Zishu came across a dead end, she probably wouldn't ever regret her decisions.
After letting out a sigh, Qian Xing turned ar
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