Miracle Farmer with Special Abilities-Chapter 640 - 0: The Evil Black Bell Leader_1

Within the space of the Earth Core, Zhang Bin and Master Xueyin were confronting numerous powerful assassins.

No, that wasn’t right. It was the other way around. The numerous powerful assassins had them surrounded, looking at them as if they were already dead men.

Zhang Bin and Master Xueyin’s gazes were vacant, their shock evident as they stared at the assassins.

In Zhang Bin’s mind, Tutu’s voice resounded, "Master, you’ve hit the jackpot this time. Ten Nascent Soul Realm experts: three in the Nascent Soul Early Stage, and seven in the Mid Nascent Soul stage. In addition, there are three more Mid-Nascent Soul stage experts outside. This woman with the Golden Mask doesn’t have a controller implanted in her mind; there are no strange fluctuations emanating from her. I can’t determine her realm because I’ve never seen a cultivator more powerful than the Mid-Nascent Soul stage, so I have no point of comparison. However, she is much, much stronger than a Mid-Nascent Soul stage cultivator. On top of that, there are 1,100 Golden Core Realm assassins, most of them in the Initial Stage..."

Master Xueyin was much more powerful than Zhang Bin. Naturally, she could instantly discern the realms of all the assassins.

A deep wariness surfaced on her face.

Despair began to creep into her heart.

This was truly a terrifying death trap. The strength of Black Bell far exceeded their estimations. After this battle, it was hard to say how many people—if any at all—would make it back alive. The strength of China’s Cultivation Community would also plummet.

If possible, I must risk my life to protect Zhang Bin and help him escape! Master Xueyin cried out in her heart. As for why she had to protect him, even she wasn’t entirely sure.

"Hahaha... It’s a real pleasure to meet you, beauty. You’re very pretty." Zhang Bin’s gaze landed on the woman in the Golden Mask as he burst into jubilant laughter. "I like you a lot."

The assassins were all taken aback, looking at Zhang Bin as if he were a monster. They couldn’t understand how he could still be laughing, much less dare to flirt with their leader.

Even Master Xueyin was dumbfounded. Has Zhang Bin gone mad? she wondered.

"Not bad, not bad. You’re very brave, worthy of a genius from the Taiqing Sect. At just twenty-one years old, you’ve cultivated to the Initial Stage of Gold Core, developed so many incredible medicinal formulas, and earned a great deal of merit." The woman in the Golden Mask looked at Zhang Bin and spoke indifferently. "However, by making an enemy of Black Bell, your fate was foreseeable long ago." 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

"Me, making an enemy of Black Bell? Don’t be ridiculous. Your people tried to assassinate me; I was just fighting back," Zhang Bin retorted. "So, you’re the leader of Black Bell? What realm have you cultivated to? You haven’t reached the Integration Realm yet, have you? For a woman like you, facing the Heavenly Tribulation for the Integration Realm would be a dead end."

"She has cultivated to Nascent Soul Realm Great Perfection, just a hair’s breadth from the Integration Realm," Master Xueyin said, her face full of apprehension. "But don’t underestimate her. Her combat power is immense—strong enough to sweep away other Nascent Soul Realm Cultivators."

She was reminding Zhang Bin not to rely on brute force; they could only prevail with cunning.

"Nascent Soul Realm Great Perfection... Impressive, very impressive," Zhang Bin praised with a wicked smile. His gaze then shifted to the five female assassins in silver masks, all at the Nascent Soul Stage. Grinning, he said, "Ladies, I’m delighted to meet you. You must be the five fairies, right?"

HMPH.

The five women in silver masks snorted coldly in unison, clearly displeased with Zhang Bin.

However, Zhang Bin paid them no more mind, instead turning to the five male assassins in black masks, also at the Nascent Soul Stage. "You five are quite powerful yourselves," he asked curiously. "To think you’re Nascent Soul Realm experts, and most of you are even at the Mid-Nascent Soul stage. What should I call you?"

"Zhang Bin, death is at your door, yet you’re still this curious? Is there any point?" the woman in the Golden Mask said coldly.

"Well, I should at least know who’s killing me, right?" Zhang Bin replied with a smile.

He didn’t seem tense at all, as if he were there to dine with these assassins rather than fight them.

"Very well, I’ll satisfy your curiosity." The woman in the Golden Mask looked at Zhang Bin with a peculiar expression, surprisingly willing to converse. "They are five of the Seven War Gods, whom I have spent hundreds of years cultivating."

"Seven War Gods and seven fairies... Not bad at all," Zhang Bin commended. "You’re a very intelligent and thoughtful woman. So, how about it? Have any interest in washing your hands of this life and turning over a new leaf? If you do, I’ll find you a good husband."

Even Master Xueyin nearly burst into laughter. Zhang Bin has a lot of nerve, flirting with the leader of Black Bell over and over again. Doesn’t he realize this is a terrifyingly powerful assassin who kills without blinking, whose hands are steeped in blood?

"Zhang Bin, you’re an exceptionally rare talent. It would be a pity for you to die. How about you join Black Bell?" The woman in the Golden Mask showed no anger, instead smiling as she made her proposal. "In return, I could make you my husband. I would bring you the utmost bliss, and I believe you could make me very happy as well. After all, you are... very well-endowed. I’ve never seen a man with such ample assets."

As she spoke, her heated gaze drifted down to Zhang Bin’s crotch, an expression of yearning on her face.

Her Divine Sense was so powerful that Zhang Bin’s clothing posed no barrier. She could perceive his physique with crystal clarity and naturally discovered that his member was like a mighty cannon, making her heart flutter.

Inexplicably, a faint blush crept onto Master Xueyin’s pretty face, giving her a bashful look. It seemed she, too, was aware of Zhang Bin’s extraordinarily generous endowment.

The five female assassins in silver masks also snapped their gazes downward in unison. Indeed, they saw the prominent bulge, like a small hill—something no ordinary man could possess.

If Zhang Bin’s x-ray vision were strong enough, he would have seen the beautiful, rainbow-like blushes that crept onto their faces beneath their silver masks. Their eyes brimmed with the luster of spring, as if they, too, were interested in his mighty cannon.

The five War Gods, on the other hand, looked at Zhang Bin with eyes full of envy. Their auras burst with intense killing intent, as if they wished they could rush forward and slay him on the spot.

"Hehehe..." Far from being shy, Zhang Bin let out a wicked laugh, his face radiating arrogance. "When it comes to size," he boasted, "I consider myself second in the world, and no one dares claim first. As for stamina, I look down on all creation, truly invincible! If you ladies reform and disband Black Bell... then maybe, just maybe, I’ll begrudgingly take you all into my harem. You’ll be blissfully satisfied, I guarantee it. How about that? A generous offer, wouldn’t you say?"