Chapter 33: No Casualness.
The morning sun, accompanied by the chirping of insects and birds, woke Lu Zhao. Actually, it was the phone alarm […]
The morning sun, accompanied by the chirping of insects and birds, woke Lu Zhao. Actually, it was the phone alarm […]
Yu Baowei, still voraciously eating, felt a jolt in her heart. He had noticed that day. What a sharp guy.
Beyond the cliff, a few miles away, lies a reef cave, gnawed into existence by the relentless tides over countless
“Master… you’re okay… that’s great…” Luo Jiutian’s voice was so low it was barely audible. He lay in the arms
“Please, Dark Hall Master, take your seat.” Fuming as he was, Night Demon Venerable wasn’t foolish enough to voice his
The Northern Continent’s scenery was striking: a thousand miles of red maples, clouds drifting endlessly. A crisp autumn breeze stirred,
With personal charm, Zong Ji tamed a few black cranes. He tucked away his fan, standing amiably on a crane
The Chengying Sword lived up to its half-divine reputation, slicing through iron like butter and digging pits with lightning speed.
Early the next morning, Zong Ji set out. Counting on his fingers, the demon sect’s peace conference was three days
“Your Excellency has quite the tolerance.” Dong Yan and Zong Ji clinked cups atop the high platform, their movements bold