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
After stocking up his cultivation resources for the next three months, Lu Ping learned from Shi Lingling that Di Kun Island’s market would hold an auction for the Blood Refining Realm disciples in half a year’s time. He decided he would take a look and maybe trade his worthless items for something more useful.
In the meantime, his cultivation had been increasingly stressful of late. It was time to check the treasure he plundered from Lin Sheng.
A hundred miles southeast from Huang Yu Island, the sea was filled with underwater coral and reefs. Flying in from a distance, a carriage-shaped mystic instrument arrived at the sea. When it stopped, four cultivators clad in Xuan Ling Sect disciple outfits alighted from the carriage.
Among them, a roughly 25-year-old disciple who was presumably their leader said, “No more further to the north or we’ll be entering Zhen Ling Sect’s territory.”
The youngest one among them, a 16-year-old looking young man asked, “Senior Martial Brother Qiao, has the Zhen Ling Sect gone mad? They’ve just occupied Xuan Qi Island and yet they still keep sending their Blood Condensation Realm cultivators to our sea territories. Are they trying to occupy more of our islands?”
A female cultivator standing beside Senior Martial Brother Qiao chuckled. “Junior Martial Brother Zhou, Zhen Ling Sect can only occupy Xuan Qi Island because they were lucky enough to have a sensible reason to do so. Otherwise, why should we, Xuan Ling Sect, the strongest sect in the North Ocean, be afraid of Zhen Ling Sect? We rule more than thousands of islands, what does one island matter anyway? Just see it as a little gift we bestowed to Zhen Ling Sect.”
Senior Martial Brother Qiao eyed the female cultivator. “Don’t let your guard down. We’re here to patrol the sea this time. We may not know what Zhen Ling Sect is up to yet, but there have been reports of three Zhen Ling Sect cultivators sneaking around the nearby sea. It’s like they’re looking for something.”
Just as he spoke, a flicker of light flashed from Huang Li Islan
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