Blind Leek

As the owner of an ordinary bookstore, Ling PingAn’s biggest wish was to muddle through life and do absolutely nothing. 
 
However, customers that were right in the middle of their pubescent crisis kept visiting his store in the dead of night.
 
For the sake of his business, Ling PingAn had to mimic their childish tones, sparing no effort to promote the books in his store.
 
When he finally managed to sell his books after going through a great verbal tug-o-war, each and every one of them said that they don’t have money, and that they wish to use various tools that were seemingly divine artifacts as pledge.
 
Looking at these customers, Ling PingAn could only agree to them resignedly.
 
But little did he know that every single book that these customers purchased from him had altered in appearance.
 
“Secrets of Cosplay” became “Lower Abyss Research Report”
 
“Stellaris: Settings for Synth Ascension” was in fact “Gospel for Synthetic Beings”
 
What’s more, in the eyes of these customers, he was actually a horrifying ruler of Diablos, an indefinable entity that held the reins of all realms.
 
In this regard, Ling PingAn said, “I’m not, I didn’t, don’t talk nonsense.
 

I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

The thick fog was so thick that she couldn't even tell the direction, let alone see what was in front of her clearly.

She could only barely walk through the thick fog.

The ground under her feet seemed to be very hard.

It seemed to be made of some kind of rock, a bit like the surface of the palace of the Tower of Sunfury.

She slowly and carefully walked through it.

Soon, Sylvanas found that she seemed to have changed a little.

The thick fog surrounded her, and there was a special strength in the fog.

This strength gradually healed the injuries on her body.

The wounds were healing, and the injured internal organs were also recovering.

But no one could answer her question.

The Eternal Sun Guides You