บท 262: 155, a carrot and a stick

"What do you want to do?"

Flurries drift like snow, and green leaves resemble jade.

Below the cascading waterfall that plummets like the Milky Way, a vast landscape unfolds. Liu Ruoxue, with a look of having a card up her sleeve, curiously asked Xu Yuan.

To be honest, she actually didn't think Xu Yuan had any viable solutions.

After all, their opponents belonged to one of the top eight Sects of the human race—the Confucian-Mo Pavilion.

As an ancient power that had persisted since Ancient Times,

its depth was beyond what ordinary people could imagine.

Even though in the battle at Dawn City, they had only dispatched a weak Primordial Spirit True Person and a Return to Void powerhouse, this was merely the strength they could display openly under a tacit agreement among the major Sects.