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
Loser System and Berserker Me
Nightmare Assault
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Horror Game Designer
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 282: Truth and Madness
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 204: Stairs
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1095- Barbecued bird
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 910: Searching
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 909: Completion
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1094- Flame
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 579: The Sky is Already Dark
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 203: Disciples
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 281: Break
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1093.5- Bet 100 thousaand (2)
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 908: Heavenly Wrath
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1093- Bet 100 thousaand
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 74: Not The Only One That Can Scale Walls
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 10: That Day, Thunderbuzz Welcomes Its New King
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 578: A Storm is Coming
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1092- Free competition
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 202: Knowledge
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 280: The Man in the Mirror
"How could it be… how could it be… Why is it like this?!"
Li Junxian had his hands propping up his body against the ground as he muttered to himself and wept. At this moment, he had truly been defeated, but not by Wang Chong. Reality had defeated him! He finally understood that the Confucian Sect's thousand-year dream that they had sacrificed so much to realize, the Harmonious World, had utterly failed.
"Li Junxian, you were truly wrong. Look around you! Look at all these people who trusted you! You've failed all of them!"
Wang Chong's icy voice came from overhead. He looked down on the dejected Li Junxian, but he was in no mood for further taunts and jeers. The militarist-Confucian conflict was the shame of the entire empire!
"I don't have time to argue with you! Li Junxian, just sit there and reflect! If this war goes badly, a hundred deaths won't be enough to redeem you and the Confucian Sect!"
With these last hatred-ridden words, Wang Chong left with his entourage.
The war had begun, so as a commander, he needed to get ready to head to the front lines. As for Li Junxian, he had no time for him.
Wang Chong's words seemed to drain the last vestiges of Li Junxian's strength, and he dropped limply to the ground, his eyes dim.
"Young Master!"
Sword Ghost hastily rushed up to help Li Junxian, but Li Junxian couldn't seem to hear him.
"Was I wrong? Was I really wrong…"
Countless thoughts surged through Li Junxian's mind as he watched Wang Chong leave.
Suddenly, Li Junxian recalled something Wang Chong had once said. 'A country, while vast, is certain to die if it engages in too many wars. A country, while wealthy, is certain to be in peril if it forgets war.' He recalled how Wang Chong had again and again made his view loudly known in the militarist-Confucian conflict, about how he had set up those martial arts schools across the country, about how he had ordered his army to the border in rage to exterminate the eight thousand Hu who had been complicit in the massacre, how he had argued with bloodshot eyes with Li Jun
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