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 Sunflower Hot Springs was a rather popular place of leisure in the Southern District. It had a resort-oriented concept, very particular about decorations and layout.
After passing through the door, a hall made of white marble came into view, golden starlight flowing on the ceiling, casting the fountain in the center of the hall in specks of light.
The fountain was in the shape of a staircase. Thanks to string magic, water flowed in the air, creating a vine pattern in the air, surrounding the marble statue in the center of the fountain.
The statue was of a man with broad shoulders, its hands meeting in front of it to form the shape of bird wings. It was wearing a robe and a mask shaped like a bird of prey. Golden light flowed across the white marble, outlining its eyes golden like molten lava.
It was the sculpture of Gold Monarch Ugarn Tukhacanquin, who had ruled the Machiavellian Empire for one hundred years.
Below his majestic sculpture, there was a smaller statue kneeling, also wearing a mask shaped like a bird of prey. But it looked a lot less impressive.
"That's Prince Austin." Xing Mo said in a quiet voice, "He doesn't hide his admiration for his brother."
"He looks like a puppy." Aurora said without thinking.
The imperials in yellow robes nearby cast angry glances. Aurora glared back, undaunted. Xing Mo quickly pulled her master forward.
"Don't mess with imperials. Their worship of the imperial family is almost fanatical. There are many of them in the Southern District, and that is especially true for Tukhacanquin Street. That can be dangerous." Xing Mo advised kindly.
"Oh~" Aurora responded. At the same time, she secretly turned back and stuck out her tongue at the imperials.
The two entered the female section. In a marble dressing room with oil paintings hanging on the walls, they exchanged clothing for bathrobes.
After they were done changing, they walked through the dressing room's door and entered the public bath.
Warm vapor, reminiscent of the summer rainy season, hit them in the face a
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