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

Ling Ping'an walked among the bookshelves.

His eyes swept over the dusty books that had been eaten for an unknown period of time.

Thanks to the new wave of martial arts novels that rose after the Gao Sect, the people of the federal empire were still very obsessed with these things.

To what extent were they obsessed?

By taking on the title of successor of any fist technique, they would be able to do very well.

Just like the Taiji inheritor a few days ago.

"It's all a lie..."Ling Ping'an said.

Things like ancient martial arts might be good for strengthening one's body.

But fighting and fighting were not as good as the actual combat and fighting that great ancestor had developed since then.

After all, one was for show, and the other was for killing.

Chapter 308 Xuan Jun’s Sword