Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

Chapter 2223: Chapter 2224: The Fatty

So Su Yan immediately swept out of that place. As his figure moved in and out, he actually didn’t encounter the slightest obstruction. In the blink of an eye, he flashed outside and came into intimate contact with that sharp awl.

In an instant, a thunderous boom exploded. With that earth‑shaking sound, the Spiritual Energy that spilled out slammed into every corner of Lin Chen’s sea of consciousness.

Lin Chen only felt as if his mind had suffered a heavy blow. Needle‑like stabs of pain shot through his entire body, making him almost cry out.

Remembering what Su Yan had said earlier, Lin Chen hastily gathered his consciousness, pulling his mind back to guard his sea of consciousness.

”Is Ancestor about to succeed?”

Outside, Zheng Chuanhai caught sight of Lin Chen’s slightly swaying figure, and a wisp of black qi lit up between his brows. Zheng Chuanhai’s eyes went wide with a hint of excitement. He didn’t know what scene was playing out inside, but seeing this, he felt it was a sure sign that the fusion was about to succeed.

”Lin... Lin Chen...”

A very weak voice came from the side. It was Sun Tianming and Chen Jie. Right now they were hemmed in at the center by the burly men, covered in blood, their injuries looking no lighter than Lin Chen’s—if anything, even worse.

Especially Sun Tianming—both his legs were already broken, exposing ghastly white bone.

The blood on them seemed to have already been drained dry. The hard bones were laid bare, a deathly white. This left Sun Tianming only able to slump on the ground, wretched beyond words.

”Noisy. Stuff his mouth for me.”

Zheng Chuanhai was in high spirits, but Sun Tianming’s voice suddenly grated on him, making him especially displeased. His tone was ice‑cold as he spoke.

As soon as his voice fell, one of the burly men on the side bent down slightly, his hulking frame rapidly magnifying in Sun Tianming’s eyes.

Sun Tianming wanted to run, but both his legs were broken, and the Spiritual Energy in his Dantian had been so heavily depleted that he couldn’t gather any. He could only watch as the big man’s hand slowly approached, slowly like a messenger from hell, slowly falling toward his neck...

But just then, an ill‑timed chewing sound, accompanied by a thudding set of footsteps, drifted over.

That sound rang in the vast main hall, then echoed from the end, drawing everyone’s gaze with baffled looks toward that direction.

In less than a moment, a fat figure walked up the long flight of steps below the hall and stepped into the palace.

The man still had a pork knuckle in his mouth, constantly shoving it between his teeth. From time to time he bit down on the bone wrapped in fat, letting out a light cracking sound.

This scene stunned everyone. And while they were in a daze, that fat man had already walked several steps closer.

Facing so many eyes gathered on him, he seemed not to know fear or shock. After swallowing the last bit of food, he actually bared his teeth at them and smiled.

”Grab him for me!”

Within that faint smile, the seemingly harmless expression gave Zheng Chuanhai a chill instead, as if it carried a bitter cold. That chill made his body move before his words had even fallen.

No matter who this person was, with his fifth‑layer Spirit Fetus cultivation, a full‑power strike was not something just anyone could withstand!

Zheng Chuanhai moved first, and the several burly men moved with him. They split off to the four sides, each launching extremely tricky attacks toward the fat man.

”Be careful! That man is at Spirit Fetus Realm!”

Chen Jie didn’t know whether this fat man before her was enemy or friend, nor what his cultivation was. But the enemy of her enemy was a friend. She hurriedly cried out a warning.

Her warning didn’t bring a solemn look to the fat man’s face; instead, his face still wore a kind smile, and he even found the time to nod at Chen Jie.

This appearance made Chen Jie all the more anxious.

At this moment, Xu Hao was the fastest. In less than half a breath, he had already reached the fat man’s back.

The dagger in his hand swung, spinning out a flicker of cold light. It swept toward the back of the fat man’s neck. As the two rapidly closed, it seemed about to slice through the fat man’s layer of fat.

But half an inch away, there was a clear ding as a faint earth‑yellow aura abruptly appeared behind the fat man.

As that aura appeared, it actually cut off Xu Hao’s offensive.

In that brief halt, Xu Hao was slightly stunned, and then he saw only the fat man’s short leg kick back very awkwardly.

His legs were very short, so short that even when he kicked, he couldn’t actually reach Xu Hao behind him. Only the tip of his foot brushed Xu Hao’s fluttering robe.

Yet with just that touch, Xu Hao’s body was blasted backward. He only felt an incredibly fierce force slam into his body.

His thin, small figure now was like a giant boulder flung backward, crashing into one of the four massive pillars supporting the hall above.

With a booming crash, the pillar was smashed into a deep dent, and Xu Hao’s figure was embedded deep within it. The hall above trembled slightly, shaking loose black stone fragments streaked with blood.

And Xu Hao, buried in the pillar, lost consciousness on the spot.

Hiss...

Sun Tianming and Chen Jie’s faces tightened, then they couldn’t help but suck in a cold breath. Shock filled their eyes. They clearly hadn’t expected this seemingly ordinary fat man to possess such extraordinary skill!

We’re saved!

The two exchanged a look. After their initial shock, both could see the joy in each other’s eyes.

”Damn it, where did this bastard pop out from!”

Compared to Sun Tianming and Chen Jie’s delight, Zheng Chuanhai was grinding his teeth. From that one strike by the fat man, he already knew how strong this man was.

Xu Hao was no easy opponent. His speed was famously fast. To knock him unconscious within such a fleeting instant—it spoke volumes about how formidable this fat man was.

He, too, was undoubtedly at Spirit Fetus Realm!

”Even if the Heavenly King himself came, he still wouldn’t be allowed to ruin my plans!”

Zheng Chuanhai roared inwardly. As he was about to reach the fat man, his body flickered, and with that flicker, a long blade dropped into Zheng Chuanhai’s hand.

The blade was three feet long, its spine broad and thick, punched with several round holes. In those holes were actually fitted several skulls. Counting carefully, there were as many as nine.

Judging from the size of those skulls, they were small and delicate, like those of children.

Hah!

As he shouted, the skulls along the spine of the blade, with his swing, exuded waves of venomous resentment. That aura poured into the blade, making black qi shroud its surface.

And as he swung, several wails echoed from the blade. Each shriek drowned out the last. Even though Sun Tianming and Chen Jie were some distance away, they could still feel that resentment.

Their minds churned, and they were actually shaken by that aura into vomiting a mouthful of bright red blood.