《The Legend of The Grandmaster》Chapter 88
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Although Xiaogang's combat strength rivaled that of a Titled Douluo; he was only a spirit-emperor and could not fly. It took him about two weeks to travel from Heaven Dou City to Spirit City.
Over two weeks, he had crossed through the Silvers Kingdom and the Balak Kingdom. Xiaogang stopped twice to rest in Silvers city and Balak city. Apart from relaxing, he tried to gather specific information about Spirit City and Spirit Hall.
After all, it had been a long time since he had left that place. At the same time, he also wrecked his brain to think of ways to deal with Spirit Hall. Anyways in the public's eye, he was about to kidnap the wife of the Supreme Pontiff. The Supreme Pontiff they revered.
For citizens of Spirit City, Qian Xunji was akin to a god, and now Xiaogang planned to steal their goddess. He could deal with one or two Titled Douluo's, but if a group were to gang-up on him, even, Xiaogang, who possessed a divine core, unless he was willing to blow up the entire Douluo planet by detonating the divine-core.
Moreover, he did not forget about the presence of that old monster Qian Daoliu, the strongest Tited Douluo on the continent. Even Xiaogang had the same thought until he gained his memories.
What Titled Douluo? Obviously, that old monster had stepped one foot into the next realm and became a Demi-God. Moreover, within the Spirit City, Qian Daoliu could borrow Angel God's divine power and raise his strength by a level and become Quasi-God.
A pity, if only he had a few more years, Xiaogang would have erased the Spirit City from the map of the Douluo continent, yet, he could not let Bibi Dong suffer any longer.
His cultivation is different from the other spirit-masters. Others can absorb the spirit-energy present in the atmosphere to increase their rank. Yet, Xiaogang's cultivation technique only absorbs the divine-energy.
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Xiaogang counted himself lucky that he found the black pearl; otherwise, he would have remained at rank-29 for a long time. Still, the benefits of Devouring Codex are far greater than the harsh requirements for its practice.
At present, after breaking through spirit-emperor, Xiaogang's Devouring Codex had entered the sixth stage of the first chapter. After entering this stage, he had two sets of three spirit cores. Two spirit-cores were present in his spiritual sea, two in his dantian, and the last two were in his chest.
Yes, an extremely talented spirit-master would only have three spirit-cores, and that too only after breaking through Titled Douluo realm.
Yet, Xiaogang had six, and this showed the uniqueness of the Devouring Codex. Apart from the spirit-rings and physical strength, this was one of the main reasons for his heaven-defying strength.
Moreover, his cultivation technique had yet to show its true potential. When he breakthroughs Titled Douluo realm and enter the ninth stage of the first chapter, Xiaogang would condense his third set of spirit-cores.
Only after condensing the three set of spirit-cores Xiaogang would gain the qualification to create his Godhood tablet.
At present, Xiaogang was sitting within a small shop, sipping tea, in a small town at the edge of Spirit City. Over time, many people who failed to enter the Spirit City had established this town. In the hopes that the Spirit Hall would shelter them.
It was also the best place to gather intel on Spirit Hall. Xiaogang, who was enjoying his tea, heard the next table's conversation.
" Spirit City's security has increased. Did something happen? " An ordinary-looking man asked the person sitting opposite him.
The other person replied, " Although I am not clear, yet it has something to do with his excellency, Supreme Pontiff. " From the clothes he wore, it was evident that the person might be a successful businessman. He continued, " I am not sure, and this is just something I overheard the conversation between two guards. "
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After Xiaogang heard this, an indifferent look replaced his previously lazy expression. Various thoughts appeared in his mind; still, he needed more information before Xiaogang could conclude.
Soon, the two of them walked out of the shop and parted ways. Xiaogang also stepped out and followed the person. He had already worn a black cloak to hide his identity.
After a few moments, when the man left the town, Xiaogang suddenly appeared behind him like a ghost and knocked him-out unconscious. He picked up the unconscious man and disappeared from the scene.
Inside a tattered cottage on the outskirts of the town, Xiaogang took out some water from his storage device; he poured it over the unconscious man's face to wake him up.
" Huh! " " Where am I? Who are you? " The man groaned; he looked at the tattered cottage and finally looked at Xiaogang.
Xiaogang was surprised after seeing his reaction. From his calmness, it was evident that this person was not an ordinary person.
" I am going to ask you some questions, and if you answer truthfully, I will let you go. " Xiaogang spoke in a hoarse voice. He did not feel any spirit-power fluctuations from him and decided to give the latter a chance out.
There were no significant changes in the man's expression, and he calmly replied, " Ask. "
Xiaogang appreciated him a bit and asked, " What is your name? "
The man replied, " Wang Fang. "
Xiaogang continued, " So, Wang Fang! What do you know about the increased security of the Spirit City. "
He added, " And before you give me a vague reply; your life is in my hands. " Xiaogang released a bit of his spirit-power as he spoke.
Wang Fang was an ordinary person, and even if Xiaogang only released a part of his spirit-power, the latter could not bear it and coughed out blood. His body trembled, and beads of sweat formed on his forehead.
He gasped for breath and said, " The Supreme Pontiff is planning to leave the city for a while. "
After hearing this, Xiaogang did not reduce the pressure; instead, he increased it a notch and asked, " How do you know this? "
Wang Fang, whose face reddened under Xiaogang's spirit-power, gasped and said, " My...My nephew is one of the spirit-saints under his excellency, Supreme Pontiff. "
Only now did Xiaogang took back his spirit-power, and the pressure on Wang Fang vanished.
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8 185Distant Leaps to Circinus
A dark fantasy story that takes place on a reborn Earth. "With all the planets in the universe, it just had to be this one." Not many thoughts came to mind when scientists said they could provide the Earth with nearly infinite power. Humans could only think about the future, after all: they could travel to the farthest reaches of space, never worry about their electric bills again, and give rise to new and innovative technologies. With such good outcomes on the horizon, there was no way humanity would sit idle; instead, they studied perhaps the most powerful entity in the entire Milky Way. It seemed that, after its appearance decades ago, the strange and unmoving black sphere was something of a godsend. There will always be a reason for these things. With one touch, our very reality was but a grain of sand in an hourglass. In an instant, the Earth was gone - replaced by something… different. More than a century later, Earth’s remains have reformed into a completely different beast - a planet both alive and dead at the same time. Physics that were once understood no longer made sense, giant land masses floated in the sky, and billions of people fought for their very survival. Work, sleep, and play were no more; it was time for the world, Circinus, to reign. The birth of Circinus could only be the beginning. The powerful yet ever-elusive black sphere seemed to watch the world from afar - casting light for those below, but never truly emitting light from itself. What does it all mean for the children of Circinus - children born with eyes that seemed to stare into God’s heart?
8 263Emperor NPC
The Demon Emperor had taken one billion lives and conquered the realms of elves, dwarfs, and giants. When the final realm of man fell to his armies, the stage was set for their world’s finale. A spire of brilliant light pierced the sky, and as the land was torn asunder, the demon emperor met his death. It was not by the hands of a hero, or goddess’ champion, but by a system developer—a creator of the VRMMO Ark World—masquerading as a god! “It’s ironic that it would be you,” said a voice in the black void of the quantum system. “Strange, that you’ve given me this quest, and stranger that I can’t do it without you.” By the power of the thirteenth system developer, the “goddess” Amarytha, the demon emperor was reborn in a new video game where his character never came to be. In the Ark World Sandbox, humans rule as gods over nations of NPCs. Through mastery of their administration commands, they hold absolute control. Only the demon emperor, liberated by the Player System, can challenge them. A crusade begins with one step. Freedom from humanity begins here! ---------------- I'm going to be upfront here. This is not an anti-hero story. So, if you've come for anti-hero you might not enjoy it. The cover art I commissioned from my friend @cyborgraptor. You can find her on twitter, or tumblr. Absolutely awesome person, and way too humble. She's also a great dps on WoW, and her and I always fought for top of the meters. I update every day, or nearly every day. I'll be updating this quickly as I bring it to parity with my other sites. Afterwards, expect 6 or 7 chapters a week. This is my only job and I approach it professionally.
8 376Black Malice
Great spirits, I beg you! Help us! I am willing to offer everything for your aid! Please! There was only silence. No heavenly light. No hero bursting through the door. No hope to be found. I started to choke from the blood filling my lungs, yet the relentless battering on my broken ribs continued. Suddenly I heard a voice inside my head. Pure malice and joy in its words: "Everything?" I did not hesitate to answer. "Yes! Everything is yours! Now save her!" The voice called out again: "A deal has been struck! Now don't disappoint me." In a world filled with magic, heroes have become corrupt and twisted. Their status, wealth and power overrule those that need aid from the dreaded abyssal. A desperate young boy vows to purge them all by using the evil power he had been given. Writers Notes: Hey all. I am planning to release a new chapter every week. Hope you like my work and any donations will help my dream of becoming a full-time writer. Also, all the art you see has been done by some extraordinary people of Fiver. Thank you Velvart for the amazing art you provide for the book also the cover art. I also have a Wonderful Beta Reader that helped with the formatting and proofreading. Thank you Yoanna_Booktalk for helping with all the practical aspects of writing.
8 220Demon Hero
Some things aren't meant to be. Some things are. A hero isn't meant to be a demon, and a demon isn't meant to be a hero. But sometimes, what's isn't meant to happen will happen. In the span of an incomprehensible amount of time, a blur in the space-time continuum happened. A passing soul got sucked into another universe. On that day, a demon king died, but a hero was born. -- Note: Will need to see if this is something people would want to read to continue.
8 119weakness
(complete)جئون جونگ کوک خطر ناک ترین زندانی فقط یه ضعف داشت اونم پارک جیمین بود ! kookminnamjin sope a little (vmin) &( teagi)
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