Chapter 34

As soon as Lin Feng emerged, he spotted Elder Huo not far away. He hurried over, pulling out a storage bag and presenting it to the elder as if offering a prized treasure.

The man with the crew cut, unable to move while lying on the ground, wore a look of sheer terror, his eyes trembling as if they might pop right out of their sockets.

Before long, a plume of deep blue mist billowed out from the cliff face. As the wind dispersed the haze, a handsome man with long flowing hair, dressed in deep blue loungewear, revealed himself.

"To the north of Cang Mountain lies the place where, as legend has it, demons dwell." The man glanced in that direction, a flicker of genuine dread crossing his eyes.

When her health dropped below one-third, Liuli could finally bear it no longer and shouted at Long Aotian.

"By the way, since that's the case, why didn't you just tell me directly instead of resorting to such methods to abduct me?" Luo Yao asked, puzzled.

Jia Min was filled with disbelief upon hearing this. She had seen the Princess of Jin, Shi Jingya, sitting at the main table in the front hall just moments ago. What, then, was her motive for orchestrating such an elaborate scheme?

Three days was not a long time, in truth; by the time Li Qinglian was able to cultivate on his own, they had already reached the border.

When she turned around, she saw many players grinding for experience, and she could not tell who was who.

The disciples of the Sanctuary, even when reaching a bottleneck in their cultivation, generally maintained an upward-striving mindset, chasing and competing with one another, constantly vying for superiority either in the shadows or out in the open. Every technique and combat method mastered by these disciples was top-tier for their rank, with no obvious weaknesses.

Li Zhichen pulled on the reins and gazed at the colossal creature—it was a giant lizard, blue-black in color and as massive as an elephant. Ye Jingsi let out a cold snort, slapped her hand to produce a silver needle, and unleashed a surge of surging vital energy.

To Beiming Ye, the way she offered such light, effortless resistance was tantamount to a half-hearted acceptance.

The spot she occupied was so pitifully small that even Meng Xingchen worried she might roll right off the bed if she turned over.

In truth, the techniques of the Azure Dragon Sect are extraordinary. If one can truly master the secret manuals of the sect, they possess heaven-defying power, much like the demigod from the Azure Dragon Sect I battled, who could frenzy into the form of a true divine beast.

However, this man’s hair was even longer than Yang Qing’s, and it was such a tangled mess—even containing twigs—that Qi Ying suspected birds might have built a nest in it.

After Taoist Wuxin drew his Frost Sword, the demons had been cleared away. The ground was littered with demonic corpses and gore, the stench mingling with the smell of sulfur from the earth to create an unbearable odor. Taoist Wuxin leaped straight toward the stairs leading to the eighth floor, and the others followed one by one.

Qi Nantian’s martial arts were indeed impressive, especially this particular move. He turned and delivered a left-footed kick aimed directly at his opponent's lower stance. Had that kick landed, the opponent would surely have fallen. It seemed Qi Nantian was truly incensed.

I asked my master what we should do now. If we run, the problem remains unsolved; if we search for the object, the ghost certainly won't let us off easily. Master said, "Then we shall deal with it first."

This ramming mecha was covered in scars, a testament to the intense battle it had just endured. Its four blade-like bone plates were all shattered, and the ramming spike at the very front was reduced to a mere stump. The main chassis of the mecha was riddled with countless gouges.

Qiu Feng grinned. "Wang Hao, I’ve heard much about you." He reached out a hand, appearing quite eager to make friends.

Within minutes, led by the pot-bellied lieutenant, the group of eleven walked into the enclosed sports field nearest to the dormitory building.

The Lakers slowly advanced to the front court. They are one of the few teams in the league that insists on playing a half-court set without a strong interior presence. Rivers wondered what they were relying on to have such confidence.

A lioness descended the stairs. Only half the size of a male, she was of a standard breed, yet her posture was lithe and upright. With every step, each muscle rippled with the pinnacle of power and beauty. By the standards of a beast, she was a stunning lioness.

Zhou Tian was so frightened his soul nearly left his body. He hugged Xia Lan tightly, placing his right hand against her back to channel his internal energy into her, only to realize that no matter how hard he tried, not a sliver of energy would pass through. He broke into a cold sweat, realizing Xia Lan’s life force was nearly extinguished.

"Of course," Kidd said. His hands shifted, his body contorted, and his appearance underwent a complete, earth-shattering transformation.

You should wake up. That heavy snow has passed; it is now the time when the spring flowers are truly in bloom.

Yin Xinya followed closely behind Ye Wei, walking to the pile of stones with a face full of confusion. At that moment, Ye Wei noticed a yellow talisman pasted right in the center of the stone pile.

That guy had too many rules—he wouldn't let him do this, wouldn't let him do that, and constantly scolded him, calling his research anti-human; it was simply disgusting.

The maid looked at the struggling Fang Zhiding in terror, so frightened that she shrank into the corner of the wall, watching him with fearful eyes.

Back then, the ancestor of the Li family, nearly starving to death on the street, was enlightened by a cultivator who took him in, promoted him to steward, and entrusted him with the management of all his assets.

Qian Yan felt a surge of emotion at these words. Over the years, constrained by her status as the Crown Princess and all its rigid formalities, she had never once stayed overnight at her parents' home since entering the Crown Prince's residence.

If it were an ordinary person, it would be one thing, but for the Sect Master of the Profound Sect to come in person... no matter how much she disliked those people, she still had to maintain appearances.

Wang Chong and the others were excitedly discussing how to deal with Chu Yun, so caught up in their conversation that they failed to notice the unnatural silence of the park.

Although the bouquet had been tightly bound, it could not withstand such treatment; as they snatched at it, the flowers fell apart.

There was definitely a problem—it was obvious. This was no longer human strength; no normal person would have eyes glowing with red light.

"Another automated doll has been taken out. Want to take a look?" After hearing Felix’s words, Liuxing nodded. Felix gave instructions to the other disciplinary committee members at the scene and then led Liuxing inside the cordon.