Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 142: Family Members' Secret Classes
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 213: They Found Us!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 394: Settling Old Scores
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 236: Heartache of the Mechagod, The Last Queen of the Vampires
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 06 Chapter 067.1: King Arthur: Excalibur! Part 1
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3708: The Spelling of Disaster
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 11: Dry Duck vs. Dry Duck
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 212: Scrape All Of the Martial Arts Legacies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 705- King Ghost Kill
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 868 - Holy City Shaken
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 704- We do our own thing
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 755: The Cloud Ancestor
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 176 - One Against Five
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 211: A Sword to Curb All Means
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 393: The Rain That Year
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 235.2: What Is the Strongest Human? Tactical Retreat (2)
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 10: Augustus and the Sultana
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 210: Trump Card
Bai Zhi and Lin He faced each other on the ghoulish path paved with bone. To either side of them were jet-black, twisted trees, while in the darkness, dim red lights, which hadn't been there before, could be seen floating amongst them.
"...I didn't lie about what I said earlier," said Lin He coldly.
"Hmm?" said Bai Zhi blandly. "Since when does you telling the truth have anything to do with whether I trust you?"
Bai Zhi hefted the emerald-green box in his hand, then stuffed it in his Inventory. "Thanks for the gifts, anyway. I'll honor our deal and get the box to your sister."
Lin He growled. "...I saw the parasite infect your arm myself! I don't care what items you have, there's no way—"
"Hmm? Oh, this?" Bai Zhi brought out something from behind his back and tossed it at Lin He's feet. "Just a sleight of hand."
The baffled Lin He tilted his head downward and flew into a sudden rage as he realized how Bai Zhi had tricked him.
"Just what the fuck kinda weird shit do you keep stuffing your damn Inventory with?!"
At Lin He's feet was a severed arm, plump and unnaturally pale. Fleshy sprouts were multiplying and swarming all over the back of the hand, making it look much creepier than it already was.
"When I was treating the undead, I had one patient whose arm I just couldn't reattach. It was in great condition, too, barely decomposed, so I helped myself to it. I was hoping to preserve it in forearm-alin* for research purposes."
Bai Zhi shrugged.
"Don't you know, in this age of peace, how hard it is to wrangle up a cadaver to study? I'm a law-abiding citizen, you know. I'm not just saying that either—I once held the Excellent Young Pioneer of China Certificate**, was named head of the bullies at the orphanage—multiple times—and as the Prince of Many Instruments, I played on a big stage and wowed the audience with sounds that were out of this world... Hey, don't you want to hear more?"
Clearly sick of Bai Zhi's interminable speech, Lin He pounced at him with a roar before he could finish. It seemed that comp
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