Miracle Farmer with Special Abilities-Chapter 697 - 0: The Terrifying Last Resort_1

"You idiot! What’s the use of two Ice Dragons? Can they even harm a single hair on me? Damn it, they’re worse at cooling me down than a couple of popsicles. I’m still sweating here," Zhang Bin said disdainfully as he continued to beat Si Yangze.

Si Yangze was about to die from rage, and the cultivators below were utterly speechless. They knew perfectly well that Si Yangze had once given a demonstration over the ocean, where his summoned Ice Dragons created an iceberg so massive it pierced the clouds. That power was terrifying, far surpassing the Ice Talismans Zhang Bin had used in the past. And yet, Zhang Bin was comparing it to two popsicles? Moreover, the man really was sweating, showing no signs of feeling cold whatsoever.

A Great Demon... He’s truly a Great Demon.

Master Tianlong’s snow-white beard curled up high, and his eyes bulged from their sockets.

Zhao Dawei, Qian Bing, and Sun Tie were ecstatic. They burst into a cascade of creepy, lecherous laughter—"Hehehe, bwahaha, heeheehee..."—that sent a chill down everyone’s spine.

"You... you... you...!" Furious, Si Yangze delayed no longer. Two blinding bolts of Thunder shot out from his ears, bombarding Zhang Bin with destructive force.

"Holy shit, you want to play with Thunder against me?"

Zhang Bin was startled. Without his command, Little Lucky Star zipped out, opened its mouth wide, and inhaled forcefully. SLURP. It devoured the two bolts of Thunder. Its small belly didn’t even swell, as if it had merely taken a breath. It then landed on Zhang Bin’s shoulder, rolling around and acting cute, clearly hoping for a Spirit Stone as a reward.

"Holy shit, what kind of pet is that? It can actually devour Thunder?"

Every cultivator’s eyes bulged, and they stood there, stunned into silence. Their knowledge was limited, so they had no idea what kind of terrifying creature Little Lucky Star was. Forget them; even cultivators from Xuanwu Star would be unable to identify a monster like Little Lucky Star. Even Zhang Bin himself was baffled. To this day, he still didn’t know Little Lucky Star’s true origins.

BANG!

Zhang Bin viciously slammed Si Yangze to the ground. Pinning him underfoot, he took a Top-Grade Spirit Stone from his Space Ring. Little Lucky Star immediately snatched the Spirit Stone, lay down in Zhang Bin’s palm, and began to happily gnaw on it like a carrot. It devoured the entire stone in moments.

"Holy shit, it’s eating Top-Grade Spirit Stones? One at a time? Damn it, who can afford to keep such a pet?"

All the cultivators were stunned, some even feeling a pang of heartbreak. After all, Top-Grade Spirit Stones were incredibly precious, each worth hundreds of millions of USD. Just like that, a fortune had vanished. What an extravagant waste!

This time, Little Lucky Star didn’t return to Zhang Bin’s Advanced Thunder Pool but entered the ordinary Thunder Pool in Zhang Bin’s left ear. It began to urinate inside, and instantly, a cascade of liquid formed from ordinary Thunder flowed out.

Zhang Bin’s ordinary Thunder Pool was currently empty. When it was last damaged, Zhang Bin had been forced to drain all the Thunder Liquid. Little Lucky Star had mostly repaired the Thunder Pool, but without a source of ordinary Thunder, the repairs were incomplete. Now, with a new source of Thunder, the pool began to rapidly absorb it. Zhang Bin hurriedly channeled his True Qi over as well. The Thunder Pool quickly generated new Lightning Talismans, covering the damaged areas. Soon, the Thunder Pool was completely restored, leaving not even a trace of damage. There was even some Thunder Liquid left over.

Little Lucky Star is the best. Having a pet like this is awesome, Zhang Bin thought joyfully.

He then looked down at the fuming Si Yangze and roared, "Is that all the damn Thunder you have? Let it all out, or I’ll stomp you to death right now!"

Everyone was rendered speechless once again. Was Zhang Bin trying to rob Si Yangze of his Thunder, treating it like a treasure? What kind of monster was he? What kind of madman was this?

At this moment, Si Yangze truly felt like dying. All his powerful trump cards—Dragon Breath, his Half-Dragon physique, the Ice Dragons, his Thunder—had been turned into a complete joke in front of Zhang Bin. They had all become gifts for his opponent. Why was this bastard so terrifying and powerful? Why did he also have such a magical little pet?

As these thoughts raced through his mind, a ferocious sneer spread across Si Yangze’s face. He shrieked, "Zhang Bin, go to hell!"

A green light suddenly burst out of his mouth, shooting towards Zhang Bin’s glabella with a heaven-destroying, earth-extinguishing momentum. It was a green Flying Sword. Terrifyingly, it was a Middle-Grade Flying Sword. Its speed was comparable to lightning.

At such close range, a surprise attack from a Middle-Grade Flying Sword was impossible to dodge. Only a Mid-Nascent Soul Cultivator who had mastered Space Dao Law might have a chance of escape. This bastard had agreed with Zhang Bin to lay out all their treasures to be sealed beneath the stage. Yet, he had secretly hidden a Middle-Grade Flying Sword in his Dantian all along. The cunning was matched only by the viciousness.

"Ah, get out of the way!"

"Si Yangze, you bastard!"

Zhao Dawei and Master Tianlong screamed in horror at the same time. They knew full well that Zhang Bin’s armor had been shattered during the last Heavenly Tribulation. He had no way to block this terrifying Middle-Grade Flying Sword. This meant Zhang Bin was doomed! There was absolutely no chance of survival.

"Our Sect Leader is violating the rules!"

"Even if he kills Zhang Bin, the consequences will be severe, won’t they?"

"But if he kills Zhang Bin, he can just flee and hide. The Taiqing Sect might never find him."

The disciples of the Daoyi Sect also cried out in shock. Of course, they were all wondering the same thing: A Middle-Grade Flying Sword was an incredibly precious treasure. How did Si Yangze possess one? And why had they never seen him use it before?

Zhang Bin felt an intense wave of danger. He retreated like a bolt of lightning, trying to buy enough time to launch a Thunderous Strike. But the Flying Sword was too fast, and the distance too short. A dazzling green light flashed. In the blink of an eye, it caught up to Zhang Bin, striking his glabella with overwhelming killing intent.

He managed to retreat less than a meter!

It’s over. Zhang Bin is dead for sure, everyone screamed inwardly.

A sinister sneer appeared on Si Yangze’s face. He was already preparing to flee, knowing that otherwise, neither the government nor the Taiqing Sect would ever let him go.

The Middle-Grade Flying Sword was truly as sharp as advertised! It easily pierced Zhang Bin’s skin and struck the bone of his brow.

CRACK...

With a grating shriek of metal on bone, the Flying Sword broke through Zhang Bin’s brow bone and plunged deeper...

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