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
The crowd only saw a young man with eyebrows sharp like swords, who was wearing a long white robe with three lines of purple-golden runes around the sleeves. A huge, almost-illegible character '南' (‘Nan’ = south) could be seen on his chest, and above it was a red line of runic words. He stepped forward with an obscure yet demeaning aura.
Two other young men in similar clothing were following on each side of him. However, there were only two lines of purple-golden runes around their sleeves, while there was no sign of the runic words above the character.
Behind the crew of five was an old man and ten other cultivators with respectful expressions.
The old man was the butler of the City Lord’s Mansion.
"Three lines of purple-golden runes and the runic words of the God Ranking, could he be an inner disciple of the South-Heaven Sacred Ground, a genius of the God Ranking?"
"I know who he is, the one who's ranked nine thousand three hundred and twenty-seventh on the God Ranking, Ning Jianfei!"
"What? Nine thousand three hundred and twenty-seventh?"
"Why would someone like that come here?"
The experts were slightly startled.
Everyone knew that Linran City was considered average among the factions in the half-God region. It was normal to see some inner disciples of the eight ancient tribes here, but that was not the same for the inner disciples from the three great factions, particularly those ranked on the God Ranking.
Most of them would consider Linran City as somewhere too remote and boring.
Meanwhile, Qin Nan's eyes were filled with doubts.
He had just inspected Ning Jianfei with his left eye of the Divine God of Battle. His cultivation was only at the peak Martial Progenitor Realm. Besides, wasn't his ranking on the God Ranking merely nine thousand three hundred and twenty-seventh? Why would the people be impressed by him?
"Brother Ning, why are you here?"
Dong Kuo immediately wore a joyful look as he walked up to the young man without a single hint of his previous scornful attitude.
"I've got my eyes on something, an
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