Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
The hidden room was made of some chaotic magical stone from ancient times, which was able to block any eye-technique, Divine Sense, etc. Even a half-Martial Progenitor Realm expert would have trouble peeking into it.
Qin Nan was only a fifth-layer Martial Sacred, how did he do that?
Did this mean that someone had really betrayed him?
Having this thought, Bai Qi’s face instantly became dark.
“Bai Qi, it seems like your effort in training your own loyal servants was in vain.”
The imperious voice of a woman could be heard coming from the side of the room. Following a squeak, a formation was activated, revealing a door in the wall, from which a woman with a cold expression wearing a yellow phoenix robe and a pair of crystal boots stepped out.
Behind her was an old man with a hunched back, who did not possess any aura, as if he were an ordinary person on the surface.
She was none other than the current Empress of the nation, the daughter of the Bai Clan’s Patriarch, Bai Ling.
“Aunt, I…” Bai Qi’s lips shuddered as he failed to come up with an excuse.
“Aunt? Why…why are you here?”
Bai Qinglian wore a stunned expression, as she did not expect to see Bai Ling here.
What was going on?
Did Bai Qi somehow obtain Bai Ling’s support?
Didn’t the Patriarch say that Bai Ling was not allowed to interfere in the selection of the next Patriarch?
“You’re impressive.” Bai Ling said as she glimpsed at Qin Nan.
Normally, the cultivators of the Royal City would be overjoyed after receiving the compliment from their Empress. They would at least act humbly, but Qin Nan did not show any reaction apart from nodding slightly, which could imply that he agreed with Bai Ling’s statement, or just a mere gesture to greet her.
Bai Ling’s eyes flickered unpleasantly, but she did not express it. She glanced at Bai Qinglian and said, “There’s no point for you two to continue competing against each other, as it won’t bring any benefit to the Bai Clan. I’m here today to determine who will be the next Patriarch in line.”
“Your cultivations and Martial Spir
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