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The Rise of the Black Plain

Minos Stuart is a regular young nobleman with average abilities and limited prospects for his future. However, just as he was about to embark on his cultivation journey, he suffered a severe injury that left him on the brink of death! Nevertheless, a stroke of luck befalls Minos as a fragment of the soul from an ancient specialist recognizes him, giving him a chance of one in a billion. This opportunity will open up a new and exciting path for Minos, filled with risks and thrilling experiences, as he gathers the strength to keep a promise and pursue his own ambitions! *** Notice: This is a fantasy story and, as such, is not related to any fact of reality. Disclaimer: I don't own the cover; if its original creator wants me to take down or put credit, leave a message in any chapter, and I'll do it as soon as possible. https://discord.gg/4437dvvk9x

RVN_1998 · Fantasia
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2863 Chs

Results of the Loot

After Minos and Abby's brief intimate moment, those two left the Spatial Kingdom, returning to that dark chamber from before.

The two of them still had the subject of that map in their minds, but soon after walking out of that secret tunnel from before, they came across King Snow and put that aside.

Seeing that there in the courtyard where the supposed statue of the God of Death previously stood were also Vivian, Grace, and Maxwell, Minos felt that it would not take much longer for them to leave.

"So? You found what?" Minos asked those people as he put his woman down.

And as Abby tidied up her slightly messy hair, perhaps giving those people the wrong idea, Maxwell stepped forward and began to speak. "Your Grace, Ma'am. My group has already counted the items collected from the corpses of those who lived here with the Spiritual Kings killed earlier."