Chapter 34: A Feeling That the Carrot Is at Risk

"Ms. Qu, what did you say?" Hua Yun asked.

"Nothing much. If you ever need anything, feel free to come to me. I may not have great influence, but I can certainly put in a good word for you," Qu Yun replied.

"Thank you, Ms. Qu." Is it really just a matter of "putting in a good word"? If Dean Huiyuan and Chen Jiaojiao hadn't spoken to her, she might have actually believed it. Qu Yun was the daughter of the current head of the Qu family; her opinions carried weight that the entire family had to consider.

"Let's go. Let me see—"

Yi Xianxing shared a room with Yue'er. As soon as she returned to the guesthouse, Yue'er saw her fuming and hurriedly stepped forward to comfort her.

Holding her monocular, Brigitte peered down at Serberche not far below. She saw that parts of the city wall had collapsed, and the town was filled with undead wandering aimlessly. As for the living, or anyone who appeared to be alive, there was not a soul to be seen.

"Die!" Seeing such a perfect opportunity, the centaur was overjoyed. He raised his long sword high and took a step forward. The moment his blade fell would be the moment his opponent met his end. He was determined to kill him personally this time to vent the frustration in his heart.

On that sunny morning, amidst the joyful and laughing conversation, the familiar figure from her memories began to slowly overlap with the Yu Qian before her.

The only remaining puzzle was: how did the human ancestors of the Mo'ya Continent break through the barriers between the continents?

Speaking of this, Principal Su's eyes turned red. It seemed the tragedy had begun at that very moment.

However, it was clear from this that a character like Li Dongxu was far from ordinary; even though the car had crashed and left a massive crater, he remained completely unscathed.

If he could unravel the secrets of Lang Taiyi or understand the reason for the repulsive force within the Master's Space, Ye Qiong could even transform it into a unique, secret sanctuary.

After circulating his energy for several cycles, Yan withdrew his internal force. Zhan Hongfei spat out a mouthful of black blood; his complexion eased slightly, though it remained as pale as paper as he let out a weak groan.

His words offended a large group of people. Akalas and several other warriors were inwardly furious, but since Huyan Zan’s strength was indeed the greatest in the tribe, they were left speechless for the moment.

Although this place was not truly his possession, the time he had spent here was the happiest of his life.

In an instant, he frowned and muttered, "More than a dozen Foundation Establishment disciples. Among them, four auras are quite familiar—they are the disciples Zhao, Qian, Sun, and Li."

After all, as a master of martial arts, one must not only practice sequences and strikes but also condition the strength of one's bones, tendons, and muscles.

The Unicornered Mad Rhino could only charge slowly toward the Qi Refining cultivators attacking it, seemingly attempting to fight back. However, due to its severely restricted speed, it could not strike any of them, effectively becoming nothing more than a moving target of flesh.

The assembly of immortals and deities felt a chill run through their bodies, as if their own divine powers and cultivation were being laid bare under the gaze of Ancestor Hongjun. A surge of cold air rushed from their feet to their heads; they were all terrified by the profound power of the Ancestor.

Tian Xuanzi, having failed to secure a victory after a long assault, began to grow anxious. Seeing the water columns about to merge into two, he grew desperate. He thought that if the power of the water columns increased further, he would likely be unable to kill Nanliguan and avenge the destruction of the Celestial Master Sect. Even if he had to exhaust his cultivation and die, he would seek justice for his sect today.

Since the Lieutenant General had ordered him to go to Taiping Town to assess the situation, he would do so thoroughly. If Major General Ito had significant issues regarding the deployment of troops, Colonel Asō Jirō would report the facts exactly as they were.

Compared to more than a month ago, his mother had grown thinner, the wrinkles on her face had deepened, her skin had lost all luster, and her hair had turned completely white.

Having lost all her armor, Erza, now without protection, fell into a state of complete unease.