Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Meng Jintang walked into the town at a slow pace and found a nearby teahouse to sit down. Due to the lingering effects of the Cold Poison, her appearance was somewhat distinctive.
Her cheeks resembled white jade, devoid of any hint of color, and she would occasionally cough. In the martial arts world, there were no face masks. To avoid being impolite, she had purchased a plain decorative hood from the system's shop and wore it when she went out.
In the present day, martial arts flourished, and even common folks would often discuss similar topics in their casual conversations. Meng Jintang attentively listened to the discussions of the barefooted men resting by the street outside the teahouse.
She discovered that the most frequently mentioned topics were the Blood Oath Association and the Dark Wind Fortress, both being infamous evil forces.
As for the Tianhua Sect, despite being regarded as the largest sect and the leader of the evil forces, its influence among ordinary people was relatively weaker due to the distant geographical distance compared to the other two.
As for the powerful factions like the Blade Maniacs, Seven Stars Sect, White Cloud Residence, and the foremost expert of the imperial court, North Linghou, regardless of their individual characteristics, they were all treated equally in the eyes of the common people.
In the vernacular of the people, they were all synonymous with being formidable and impressive.
In their conversations, there wasn't much discussion about the martial world; rather, it mainly focused on local gossip.
They talked about weddings and funerals of the locals, feng shui of houses, and even had a heated argument between two porters resting nearby about whether the town had relocated or not.
The tea server brought hot tea for the guests. The coarse tea in the teapot emitted a bitter aroma, and there were some unidentifiable stains along the edges of the teacups.
Meng Jintang glanced expressionlessly at the tea set in front of her and decided to wait until she returned to he
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