Miracle Farmer with Special Abilities-Chapter 676 - 0: Zhang Dahuai, What Mischief Are You Up To Now?_1
"It’s my turn."
Master Xueyin grabbed Si Yangze and threw him to the ground. Her attack was different; she mercilessly stomped on Si Yangze’s face with both feet.
Although she had changed into a Taoist Robe, she hadn’t changed her shoes and was still wearing a pair of red high heels. How could being stomped on the face like that not be agonizing?
"Ah... Seniors, why are you beating me? What have I done wrong?" Si Yangze shouted in anger.
"We’ll talk after the beating," many of the cultivators sneered and shouted.
They swarmed him and kicked wildly, treating Si Yangze like a soccer ball. They had also secretly bound his cultivation level, leaving him utterly incapable of resistance.
"BANG! BANG! BANG!"
"AHHH!"
"HAHAHA!"
Zhang Bin couldn’t help but burst into laughter, his face filled with gratification.
When the cultivators finally grew tired and stopped, Si Yangze was in an utterly miserable state. All the bones in his body were broken, and his head was swollen like a pig’s. Not a single tooth remained; one of his eyeballs had burst. Naturally, his nose had collapsed as well. His hair had also been plucked out, turning him bald.
"Why? Why is this happening?" Si Yangze gasped for breath, demanding frantically.
"What else could it be? You traitorous disciple! You betrayed the sect and disclosed all our secrets to Black Bell. The Holy Mother of Black Bell set up a terrifying trap for us, and we almost perished. Have you no regard for me, your martial uncle?" Zhou Tianyu shouted angrily.
"I’ve been framed! I didn’t do it!" How could Si Yangze possibly admit to it? An admission would be a death sentence.
"How could we have the wrong person when the Holy Mother of Black Bell said so herself?" Zhou Tianyu exclaimed.
"How can you believe the words of an assassin? She’s just trying to sow discord, hoping we’ll kill each other!" Si Yangze immediately shouted.
He was one hundred percent certain they had no evidence. Therefore, he could argue his way out of it.
"Holy shit, did we beat up the wrong guy?" Zhang Sanfeng kicked Si Yangze’s head viciously, nearly bursting it.
"Yes, you’ve got the wrong person," a Vice Sect Leader from the Daoyi Sect said. "How could our Sect Leader possibly do such a thing? Last time, we even joined forces to fight against the Black Bell Assassins."
"I’ve been framed! I’m innocent!" Si Yangze seized the opportunity to shout.
"Even if we have wronged you, what can you do about it, idiot?" Zhang Sanfeng sneered.
"I’ll crush your balls, and what can you do about it?" an SSS-level supernatural expert added with a malicious laugh, kicking viciously between Si Yangze’s legs.
"AHH!" Si Yangze let out an extremely agonizing scream.
Rage blazed within him, but he was utterly powerless. These people were all extremely powerful, the elite of their sects. Fighting back was pointless.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... You all started without me. Now I feel too embarrassed to even make a move." Parting the crowd, Zhang Bin walked in and stepped on Si Yangze’s face. "Since your face isn’t completely mangled yet, I’ll just step here."
"HAHAHA!" The cultivators burst into laughter. Zhang Bin’s arrival likely meant a new mission.
However, Si Yangze was enraged to the extreme, roaring, "Zhang Bin, you dare to humiliate me? I am the Sect Leader of the Daoyi Sect! I represent the state! I oversee all sects in the land!"
"You’re the Sect Leader of the Daoyi Sect, but in my eyes, you’re just a pile of shit, stinking to high heaven." Zhang Bin’s face showed thick disdain. "A bastard like you, trying to scheme against me and against all our seniors, is just overestimating your own abilities. Did you really think we were people you could plot against? And the result? You’ve played yourself to death."
"You... you... you dare to kill me? What evidence do you have?" Si Yangze blustered, fierce on the outside but cowardly on the inside.
But deep down, he was wary. This Zhang Bin was far too unconventional, with so many tricks up his sleeve that he had managed to turn the tables even in this kill-or-be-killed situation. Trying to kill him would truly be no easy feat.
"So what if we have no evidence? So what if we beat up the wrong person today? It was very satisfying. What can you do to us, eh?" Zhang Bin laughed wickedly before his feet began to fall upon Si Yangze like a torrent of raindrops.
"AHH! AHH! AHH!"
Si Yangze let out a series of wretched screams. Finally, unable to withstand Zhang Bin’s kicks, he fainted, and the screaming stopped.
"Satisfying. Truly satisfying," Zhang Bin cackled.
"Hahaha... Truly satisfying," the other cultivators chimed in with wicked laughter.
"Let’s go. Time to move," Zhang Bin said with one last evil laugh, leading all the cultivators onto the Flying Saucer and steering it into the sky.
A blue light flashed, and the Flying Saucer vanished without a trace.
Zhang Bin, I will never let you go! And Holy Mother of Black Bell, you’re a goddamn idiot! No wonder you can’t beat Zhang Bin! I may be a peerless genius of unmatched wisdom, but what can I do with a pig for a teammate? Si Yangze screamed venomously in his heart.
「Africa.」
The Flying Saucer hovered high in the sky.
Zhang Bin’s expression turned serious as he fixed his gaze on Master Xueyin’s flawless face and her hair, which was as smooth as satin. For some unknown reason, Master Xueyin hadn’t changed her hair back to white. As a result, she looked like an irresistibly alluring young nun.
Master Xueyin’s face flushed inexplicably as she sent him a telepathic message, "Zhang Dahuai, what mischief are you brewing now? Let me tell you, I will not be playing your lover this time."
"Master, from my abundant experience, I can tell you’ve definitely fallen for me. Why not leave the monastic life?" Zhang Bin transmitted back with a wicked smile.
"You..." Master Xueyin’s face filled with anger. "Stop making such jokes, or I won’t go easy on you."
"Alright, alright." Zhang Bin was still a bit afraid of this master. This woman was terrifying when she flew into a rage. He didn’t dare tease her any further.
However, he still smugly wrapped an arm around Ding Ling and cackled, "There are plenty of women who want to be mine, but I’m quite selective."
Master Xueyin almost died from anger. ’Big Bad Zhang’ really lives up to his name. How could he ever become a good person? she thought, her gaze turning cold as she observed Ding Ling. Where on earth did this scoundrel pick up such a hussy? She’s actually very beautiful. And this woman is also very strange; I can’t read her thoughts at all.
Ding Ling had once been an expert at the same Mid-Nascent Soul stage as her. Although her Nascent Soul was gone, regressing her cultivation to the Great Perfection of the Liquid Phase, her spiritual power was undamaged. Thus, Master Xueyin couldn’t read her thoughts and had no way of recognizing her as the enchantress from that day.
Ding Ling was now completely subdued by Zhang Bin and was utterly devoted to him. She nestled shyly in his arms without any struggle.
What a flirtatious and arrogant youth...
Zhang Bin’s skill at picking up girls is incredible. He’s found another stunning beauty so quickly. And she’s a genius, too, already at the Great Perfection of the Liquid Phase at such a young age.
...
Many cultivators muttered to themselves, their faces showing envy and jealousy. They were, of course, jealous of Zhang Bin’s prowess with women. If only they had such an ability, they could have beautiful companions at all times. How blissful that would be.
"Everyone, our mission now is to pursue and eliminate the Holy Mother of Black Bell. She’s hidden in the base below us," Zhang Bin announced, his expression turning solemn. "This is no ordinary base; it’s a relic of the Three Eyes civilization. It holds significant scientific research value and also has formidable defenses. We cannot afford any mistakes, or tens of thousands of people could meet a tragic end..."
