Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Zhan Yue
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 314: How Would I Know
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 393: Your Despair is My Everday
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1299.5- Coincidence (2)
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1000: Rout
Zhan Yue
Chapter 689- Unorthodox methods
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1299- Coincidence
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 51
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 674: Woman Like a Sword
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1298- First mission
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1297- Secret Realm exploration
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 313: Excuse
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 392: Sad Future
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 999: One Versus Six
Zhan Yue
Chapter 688- Firestone Castle
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 371 - Dragonblood Lizard; The Detection Spell Is Never Wrong
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 50.2
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 85: Paper Can Never Cover Fire
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 673: When the Rain Continues
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Yan Kuangsheng burst into laughter, “I told you it wouldn’t work, but you still wanted to try.”
Bai Yiyuan smirked, “You think I didn’t know? Moyu, the Chuangshi Institute’s ancestral land is indeed about to open. Since Dean Mo is here, he can explain the details to you.”
Lin Moyu had already guessed as much when he saw Mo Xinghe—it was likely related to the opening of the ancestral land.
Mo Xinghe nodded, “The ancestral land will open in the coming days, and the list of participants has already been finalized. I’ll now explain what you need to be mindful of once inside.”
“Wait a moment.” Ning Tairan interrupted just as Mo Xinghe was about to speak.
Everyone turned to him in confusion.
“Let Yiyi listen as well.” He said.
With a flick of his finger, a gentle breeze brushed past Ning Yiyi, waking her from her slumber. She rubbed her eyes groggily, then blinked in surprise at the gathered crowd.
Letting out a small yelp, she quickly jumped down, her cheeks tinged with embarrassment. She shot Lin Moyu a reproachful glance, as if to say, h
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