Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 38: The Reenactment of a Classic
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 266: If I See One, I’ll Kill One
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 754- Another way of control part 1
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 895 - Hidden Apex Power
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 753- Accumulation
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 774: Reformation (1)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 203 - Do You Think That The 12 Of Us Can't Match Up To Him?
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.04 - Northern District's Haze
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 072: Ancestor Mang Shan’s Bitterness
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 160: Salt-stealing Bandit
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 265: Finding a Helper
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 412.2: Clearwater Mountain - Part 2
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 247: Blood Addicted Queen
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 07 Chapter 001.1: Memories Finally Awakened, Part 1
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 37: The Romain Standard Spear
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 928: Deep Inside the Black Box
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 264: Staying at the Ye Clan
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 752- Self created gold equipment
After close to an hour of walking, I was welcomed by two more hunters. I brought the remaining 24 slaves to the destination. It was a bald mountain peak and on it were many weird looking stones. This was indeed a good place to go into seclusion, this slave that lived for a hundred thousand years really did have taste.
“Master, this is the mountain.”
The slave told me, “He is the lord of the slaves and people who know him call him Blood Elder. Although I have never seen him but I have heard of his name. Master let’s head out, who knows if Blood Elder is at home.”
“En okay.”
……
I led the slaves up the mountain. The Butterfly in my hands shone brightly while the Ancient God Tiger roared and followed beside me.
Blood Elder’s cave was at the top of the mountain and there was a stone door I walked forwards and knocked onto it with my handle. Very quickly a hoarse voice spread out, “Who?”
“A visitor that wants to seek help.”
His voice was really calm, “You should go, I have nothing here that you want.”
I turned the sword and stabbed Butterfly into the stone gate without saying a word.
The person inside understood something and said, “Come in…”
Along with a low rubbing sound, the stone gate opened slowly. I saw clearly that this slave master didn’t look different from the other slaves just that his bone was slightly darker and he had a mustache on his chin. On close look, that was just some algae.
His home was really small, it was just the size of a toilet and he was inside. Beside him was a stone table and on it were some old scrolls. There was also an oil lamp shining in the darkness and the light couldn’t compare to any piece of equipment on me.
He had such a tough life!
That was my first impression. Moreover, his bones had some crack-like patterns. He looked at me and said, “Mortal, what do you want?”
“I would like to ask something.” I said.
“What is it, ask, but whether or not I reply is another matter. After all, people won’t help others for free in this world.”
I knew this was the case and smiled, “Actually it isn’t
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