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!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
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
Night had fallen by the time Yuan Zhan left Liu Zi-Yuan's cave-dwelling. As the night breeze blew over him, he suddenly felt a chill run down his back.
It wasn’t the cold air that chilled him, it was the trailing fear that still lingered in his heart!
Yuan Zhan would never admit it, but he knew clearly in his heart that he had lost to Lu Ping, ever since his defeat in the side hall competition. He had continued to improve his cultivation base, yet he had lost the confidence to defeat Lu Ping, whose cultivation base was now even stronger than his.
After returning to his cultivation room, Yuan Zhan sat on the futon and meditated quietly for a moment, getting rid of the fear hanging over him. He contemplated silently in the dark room, with no trace of light save for his eyes that flashed eerily in the darkness.
After some time, three message swords flew out from the dark cultivation room. In the shadowed evening of Huang Li Island, three faint golden lights flew through the sky; two headed northwest and the last headed south!
In the sky above Huang Li Island, among the clouds obscuring the starlight, Lu Ping stood atop Auspicious Cloud and quietly surveyed the island. He watched as the three message swords flew out of the cultivation room he was keeping a close eye on.
Lu Ping descended from the clouds and landed on the edge of Huang Li Island.
A fat mouse the size of an ordinary swine, its belly brushing close to the ground, suddenly crawled out from the earth near Yuan Zhan's cultivation room and silently scurried towards the edge of Huang Li Island. Its body shrank as it moved, and by the time it reached Lu Ping, it was only a mere foot long.
Lu Dabao climbed onto Lu Ping's shoulder and squeaked a few times with a helpless expression.
Lu Ping frowned and asked, "He didn’t say a thing? How cautious. Sadly, the message swords couldn’t be stopped. Once intercepted, the swords will break, destroying the messages in them, and the messenger would also be alerted. Huang Li Island is already at the furthest southeast corne
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