Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

Chapter 2146 - 2147: Wrath

The massive figure crashed to the ground, kicking up countless clouds of dust. Its final, unwilling gaze fell on Lin Chen, still filled with violent hatred.Lin Chen rubbed his knee, breathing lightly. Having gone so long without this kind of high-intensity battle, he felt his strength starting to run dry. He frowned, feeling even more deeply how important his Spiritual Energy cultivation really was.

After resting a short while, Lin Chen headed toward the cold pool. With the giant serpent no longer blocking the way, he could now quickly put that stalk of Ice Soul Grass into his pocket.

The distance grew shorter and shorter, but the closer he walked, the more uncomfortable Lin Chen felt all over.

"Hahaha, Brother Lin is truly brave and mighty. Such a huge python, and in just a few moves, Brother Lin took care of it."

A hearty laugh rang out from the cold pool ahead. Lin Chen's brows knit tightly. When he walked forward, he saw two people standing by the pool. In one of their hands, he was gripping the root of that Ice Soul Grass overflowing with Spiritual Energy.

Seeing Lin Chen's expression, that man slapped his forehead with one hand and pointed the Ice Soul Grass toward Lin Chen with the other, laughing as he said, "Seeing how urgently Brother Lin needed this Spirit Grass, we went down and helped Brother Lin pick it. I hope Brother Lin won't blame us."

"Who are you?" Lin Chen frowned deeply. This was an out-of-the-way place, yet these people knew him. That could only mean they were from the Green Ripple Sect. But what was their purpose in coming here?

Lin Chen couldn't help feeling a whiff of conspiracy.

"I'm Du Yuan. I greatly admire Brother Lin's strength, so I came specially to make a friend." Du Yuan's smile was warm as he chuckled lightly, looking quite the gentleman.

Behind him, Lin Chen could see another man's venomous expression.

"As for him, he's my friend Wu Cheng. He had a small misunderstanding with Brother Lin before, but don't worry, he's already gotten over it now." Du Yuan explained.

"Is that so?"

Lin Chen sneered. In this barren wilderness, someone with a past grudge suddenly showed up. There was no way he believed they were here just to make friends. He wasn't some three-year-old that could be fooled so easily.

"Exactly!" Du Yuan didn't mind in the slightest. He nodded lightly and stepped forward a few paces, bringing the Ice Soul Grass closer to Lin Chen as he said, "Brother Lin, I've heard this Ice Soul Grass can't be exposed to sunlight for too long. You'd better take it back as soon as possible to save a life."

Hearing this, Lin Chen was still deeply suspicious, but this wasn't the time to dwell on it. Sun Tianming was still back at the residence, waiting for him to bring the herb back to save his life.

Holding his sword, he also stepped forward a few paces. The distance between the two of them gradually closed. The Ice Soul Grass was about to reach Lin Chen, making him stretch out his hand.

But right then, a wisp of flame suddenly rose from Du Yuan's palm that gripped the Ice Soul Grass. The flame seared the roots, setting off a sizzling sound.

In less than half a breath, that Ice Soul Grass turned to ash in Du Yuan's hand. All the Spiritual Energy in the herb swiftly dissipated into the air.

"You playing me?!" Lin Chen's eyes widened in fury. The sword in his hand swung with lightning speed, becoming a blur as it chopped toward Du Yuan's wrist.

With a whoosh, Du Yuan's palm snapped back. At the same time, his body shifted, retreating several steps in a burst.

He stopped a few meters away from Lin Chen, the smile on his face undiminished, and chuckled lightly: "Brother Lin, what are you saying? I've just had a weak body since childhood and fear extreme cold. When I encounter something so intensely cold, I can't control my Spiritual Energy and accidentally burned it to ash."

Du Yuan lowered his head slightly, his expression seemingly full of regret and reluctance. Lin Chen obviously wouldn't buy it, much less believe his bullshit.

"Why bother talking nonsense with him? It's already been an hour, the others should be almost here. Just kill him directly."

Standing at Du Yuan's side, Wu Cheng spoke in a yin-soft voice. As he spoke, his venomous gaze kept sweeping over Lin Chen, and when it moved to Lin Chen's lower body, his face twisted with a searing hatred.

"So you were just stalling for time."

Lin Chen gave a cold laugh. He stopped wasting his breath and charged, ancient sword in hand.

In that instant, Lin Chen's fury had already surged to an uncontrollable level. It wasn't just the feeling of being toyed with. More importantly, Sun Tianming was still back at the residence, waiting for this Ice Soul Grass to save his life.

"Neither of you are walking away today. I said so!"

As he darted forward, Lin Chen roared wildly. The sound waves he kicked up pounded Du Yuan and Wu Cheng's ears, making their expressions change dramatically.

Du Yuan's cultivation was higher. He leaped, his body twisting sharply. As he turned, the corner of his eye caught sight of that sword blade, and he barely avoided Lin Chen's strike.

With a booming crash, the hard ground was cleaved open by the falling sword, leaving a massive crack.

"Just how much power did he pack into that strike?"

Half-crouched on the ground, Du Yuan's heart pounded madly. Beads of cold sweat slid down his temples. "The intel was wrong. This isn't someone we can handle."

While Du Yuan was still reeling, Wu Cheng clearly wasn't so lucky. His cultivation was already low to begin with, and Lin Chen's explosive strike scared him shitless on the spot.

His lower body, whose wounds had just healed, suddenly flared with phantom pain. He dropped to the ground at once, eyes filled with terror.

"You can't kill me, you can't. The sect… has… has rules." Wu Cheng's whole body shook as he spoke.

"Rules?" Lin Chen's smile was icy, showing his white teeth. Then his sword came down in a single stroke. The razor-sharp blade sliced through Wu Cheng's neck. His head flew from his body, blood spraying as it spun in midair, sketching out a demonic blossom in the air.

Lin Chen's gaze was cold, as if killing was the most ordinary thing in the world for him. He didn't spare Wu Cheng a glance and walked toward Du Yuan instead. As he moved, he said, "Rules ain't worth shit."

Du Yuan's eyes were filled with shock. He glanced at the already-dead Wu Cheng and cursed inwardly. If not for this idiot, once the others arrived, how could things have ended up like this?

"Run!"

Du Yuan spoke only in his heart. Facing someone this decisive and ruthless, with strength beyond his own, he didn't even dare entertain the thought of resisting. His toes tapped lightly on the ground, his body drifting like catkins as he used the mountain forest for cover and bolted.

"Run? Where do you think you can run?"

Lin Chen's footsteps were incredibly fast. Like a ghost, he stuck right to Du Yuan's side. Head tilted slightly, he stared at Du Yuan with a chilling smile.

Du Yuan glanced sideways and saw that smile, and his guts nearly burst from fear. His wildly running legs suddenly felt weak.