Miracle Farmer with Special Abilities-Chapter 672: The World’s Number One Stick_1

"What? Because of you, Black Bell collapsed? It was destroyed?" Ding Dang was astounded.

"Let me show you the process." Zhang Bin took out a laptop and played a documentary of Black Bell’s collapse. This was, of course, filmed by Tutu, with most of it shot through Zhang Bin’s own eyes.

Ding Dang’s eyes widened as she watched. After the video ended, her face turned deathly pale, and her snowy-white body trembled uncontrollably. A look of pure terror shone in her eyes. She had truly seen the Holy Mother of Black Bell’s heart being ripped out. She had truly seen her being struck by a terrifying palm attack. She had also witnessed the Holy Mother mercilessly slaughtering hundreds of powerful Assassins and even forcing the Controllers of nearly a hundred more to self-destruct.

Only six Fairies had managed to escape. Of the more than one thousand Assassins at the Golden Core Realm or above, only seven remained.

"So, what do you think? Can those six Enchantresses survive?" Zhang Bin said coldly. "Before the Holy Mother of Black Bell dies, do you think she’ll kill them?"

"I... I don’t know." Ding Dang’s face grew even paler.

"And what if the Holy Mother of Black Bell devours the Nascent Souls and spiritual power of the six Enchantresses and still can’t recover? Do you think she’ll activate the bombs and kill everyone under her control? How many people would that be? Tens of thousands? Hundreds of thousands?" Zhang Bin asked, his expression ruthless.

For the past two days, while he had been diligently absorbing and understanding the changes brought by the Dragon Qi—which allowed him to open his Dragon Pool and master the Water System Special Ability—he had also been meticulously contemplating the evil of the Heaven-Defying Divine Skill. At the same time, he and Tutu were analyzing and predicting what the Holy Mother of Black Bell might do next. They had reached a horrifying conclusion.

If the Holy Mother could recover, it wouldn’t be a major tragedy; at most, she would just find a way to get her revenge. However, if she couldn’t, a terrible catastrophe was likely. Given her vicious nature, she would certainly drag countless people down with her. That was why he posed these questions: to break through Ding Dang’s mental defenses. Securing her help was likely the only way to prevent the tragedy.

After all, Ding Dang had cultivated to the Mid Nascent Soul stage at the tender age of eighteen. She was undoubtedly a genius highly valued by the Holy Mother and must know many of Black Bell’s secrets.

Yet, despite Tutu using all her power to monitor the internet and even mobilize satellites in orbit, they still hadn’t found any trace of the Holy Mother and the six Enchantresses over the past few days. They had only found a faint clue related to that school in the Southern Ocean. But Zhang Bin dared not act rashly. The Holy Mother of Black Bell must be completely insane by now; any provocation could trigger a catastrophe.

Therefore, the best course of action was to locate the Holy Mother and kill her with a sudden, decisive strike, giving her no time to issue any self-destruct commands.

"I... I... I don’t know," Ding Dang stammered, trembling so violently she could barely speak. She clearly sensed that everything Zhang Bin described was very likely to happen.

"How can you bear to serve a vicious madwoman so loyally, watching as countless innocents are slaughtered?" Zhang Bin’s words were as sharp as a blade.

"I... I... What should I do?" Ding Dang cried out in anguish.

"Everything the Holy Mother of Black Bell has done is absolutely evil. You must be brave enough to stand up and save those innocent people," Zhang Bin said seriously. "This isn’t about opposing her; it’s about atoning for her sins so she won’t descend into Hell after she dies."

Drenched in sweat, Ding Dang pondered for a long while before finally saying in a dejected tone, "Zhang Bin, don’t lie to me. Is the Holy Mother really beyond recovery?"

"Her injury isn’t physical; it’s in her Soul. Her Soul has suffered tremendous trauma, and there’s no way to save it. She will inevitably die, and it will happen in about a month," Zhang Bin said earnestly. "If I’m lying, may I be struck by lightning."

This was, of course, what Lord Specter had told him, so he wasn’t lying to Ding Dang.

"Then you have to promise me you won’t kill the Holy Mother. Let her pass away naturally," Ding Dang said, her voice choked with emotion. "Just stop her from slaughtering so many innocent people."

"I promise you," Zhang Bin said.

For an ordinary person, this would be impossible. The moment Zhang Bin appeared, the Holy Mother would surely detonate the Controllers, and many innocent people would die. However, with the miraculous Tutu on his side, Zhang Bin had a chance to prevent it.

"What about my six senior martial sisters? What are your plans for them?" Ding Dang asked seriously. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"They must have all worked as Assassins and killed many innocent people," Zhang Bin stated.

"No, no, no! They only killed those who deserved to die. Perhaps a few innocents were caught in the crossfire, but sometimes they had no choice," Ding Dang pleaded. "I hope you can spare them."

"The International Criminal Police Organization won’t let them go unless they do what you’ve done—change their names and adopt new identities," Zhang Bin said.

"You Big Bad Egg! You lecher! Are you scheming to get your hands on them? Do you want them to become your women too?" Ding Dang asked with a pout.

"They’re so powerful. How could I possibly have any designs on them?" Zhang Bin shrugged nonchalantly.

"So you mean you’ll let them retire from the world of cultivators and live in seclusion somewhere? Aren’t you afraid they’ll seek revenge? Aren’t you afraid of raising a tiger only for it to cause you harm later?" Ding Dang asked in a rapid-fire burst.

"Yes, that’s what I mean. I can’t bring myself to be cruel to beautiful women, especially since they aren’t truly evil," Zhang Bin said. "As long as they promise to turn over a new leaf, I’ll let them go. If they continue to do evil, they’ll face retribution someday, and I have my ways of catching them."

"Then what about me?" Ding Dang asked. "What are your plans for me?"

"You? Of course, you’ll continue to be my woman. I’m never letting you go, no matter what. I want you to spend the rest of your life with me," Zhang Bin said. "Haven’t you realized that you were born to be my woman? Why else would so many miraculous things have happened between us?"

"You’re just a villain," Ding Dang chided, but her face was filled with a joy she couldn’t hide. If Zhang Bin had said he would let her go, she would have been heartbroken and desperate, and she might not have revealed all of Black Bell’s secrets.

"Gahaha... But you love this villain of yours, whose ’staff’ is number one in the world, right?" Zhang Bin chuckled wickedly as he pinned her down again, igniting the flames of passion.

Ding Dang didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, but she responded with immense enthusiasm and cooperation. From that moment on, she truly accepted Zhang Bin as her man, and herself as his woman.

She served him with all her heart and soul, giving him pleasure fit for an emperor. Afterward, she made a request. "Big Villain, the name you gave me is awful. From now on, I want to be called Ding Ling. If you don’t agree, I won’t tell you Black Bell’s secrets, and I won’t lead you to the Holy Mother."

"Ding Ling? I still think Ding Dang sounds better. Ding Dang, Ding Dang... it has such a nice ring to it," Zhang Bin said. "Can’t we just stick with Ding Dang?"

"If you like the sound of ’ding-dang’ so much, you can go be a blacksmith," Ding Ling said coquettishly. "In any case, my name is Ding Ling. Don’t even think about changing it."

"Fine, Ding Ling it is. Your husband agrees," Zhang Bin said. "Now, hurry and tell me all of Black Bell’s secrets. Let’s save all those innocent people and earn a tremendous amount of merit."

For Zhang Bin, the more merit, the better. He was determined to cultivate a Dragon Body so that when he Ascended to the Immortal Realm, he could become a titan and avoid being bullied by the small-fry there.

Ding Ling no longer hesitated and began to rattle off all the details.