Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

Chapter 2279: Chapter 2280: Rescued

The appearance of the Spirit Boat caused those present to cease their arguments.

The man who had spoken earlier gave a light snort, then leapt onto the Spirit Boat. Standing upon it, he cast his gaze directly at Tao Yuyu, his eyes holding a trace of contempt.

Previously at the Qinglan Sect, everyone had seen the changes in Tao Yuyu’s expression. Only Pan Su, like someone stubbornly fixated, believed unwaveringly that Tao Yuyu was a good person and had done no wrong.

This left those few with a look of dissatisfaction.

But dissatisfaction aside, they were neither disciples of the Discipline Hall nor the Sect Master, so naturally, they had no right to do anything.

”Now that Chen Jie’s life hangs in the balance, as long as she remains unconscious, maybe I still have a chance!”

Tao Yuyu’s eyes flickered as he jumped onto the Spirit Boat, inadvertently glancing at Chen Jie.

Chen Jie was now gravely injured, her body bathed in blood, making her appear pitiable. But among those present, none possessed medical knowledge, only daring to place some healing herbs in her mouth, then supporting her to lie down indoors.

Upon departing, Lu Kang’s blow had undoubtedly been heavy. Seeing Chen Jie in her current state naturally gave Tao Yuyu great pleasure. As long as this witness was not present, if Tao Yuyu crafted his words well, he might yet find a sliver of hope.

As for Lin Chen, Tao Yuyu did not even consider the possibility that he might still return alive.

After all, with Pan Su’s strength, possessing the eighth level of the spiritual fetal state, his combat prowess was formidable, far surpassing Chen Lin. Even among the elders, Pan Su’s skills ranked among the top three.

This was also why Liu Qinghan did not make things difficult for Pan Su.

”Alas, after we return and learn the truth, I will petition the Sect Master to help heal your wounds.”

Pan Su, feeling quite distressed, walked to Tao Yuyu’s side, sighing. When he looked at Tao Yuyu, his eyes were full of the concern one has for a victim.

”Thank you, Master!”

This scene caused those accompanying figures to pause; they looked at each other, thinking to themselves, ”You can never awaken someone pretending to be asleep.”

”Let’s go back. The Sect Master and the others are still waiting.”

In soft whispers, someone grasped the boat’s rudder, the large vessel soaring under their control. Before long, it rose a hundred meters off the ground.

Then, that person turned the rudder, adjusting its direction, flying swiftly toward the Qinglan Sect.

Only one figure remained behind.

It was the figure who had been sent to scout Lin Chen’s tracks. Although the figure did not believe Lin Chen was still alive, having a look was still somewhat reassuring.

”That old man is truly ruthless in his attack.”

Following the ruined path, the figure floated forward. At the spot where Pan Su had previously attacked, there lay a trench nearly several meters wide. On both sides, the scorched yellow earth and the ashes of leaves were visible.

This was one of Pan Su’s powerful moves; under the full force of someone at the ninth level of the Spirit Pill境界 (Spirit Pill state), it was clear that anyone enduring it head-on could not withstand it.

As the figure walked further and further away, their head continuously shook. The trench extended for hundreds of meters, and within those hundred or so meters, there was no sign of life.

Alas.

The figure ultimately reached the edge of the attack’s impact site. It was a scene of devastation, with no sign of any living thing. Even Lin Chen’s durable ancient sword was not found there.

Sighing quietly, the figure searched the area a moment longer, but still could not find any signs of life.

After wandering for nearly an hour, the figure felt they had done their best; by now, Lin Chen was surely dead.

Unless someone of great skill had come to his aid. Yet even if such a person existed, their presence would always leave a trace, no matter how skilled.

With this thought, the figure lingered no longer, changing direction to fly swiftly toward Qinglan Sect.

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Although Lin Chen was not found by them, he certainly was not dead.

Pan Su’s attack was indeed powerful, and when the blow came, Lin Chen was incapable of even turning to escape.

But fortunately, the sword was sturdy enough that, bracing it horizontally before himself, he managed to block most of the attack.

Even so, the residual scorching Spiritual Energy still left his body with countless burns.

The threads of his clothes disintegrated completely, leaving his arms as if burned by fierce flames, covered in dense blisters.

Under such an assault, a black figure within his sea of consciousness, with a face identical to Lin Chen’s, suddenly seemed thrown into frenzy. The black Spiritual Energy that had previously governed Lin Chen’s sea of consciousness instantly gathered, spinning within it like a whirlpool in the ocean depths.

The violently rotating whirlpool extracted all the Black Sha Qi from Lin Chen’s body, leaving it clean.

This sudden extraction gave Lin Chen’s consciousness a sense of relief, and in an instant, he was granted a brief respite from his struggle with the black Qi.

This allowed Lin Chen’s mind to relax, and he immediately fell unconscious.

Yet the black shadow remained conscious. The Spiritual Energy it accumulated, with a slight movement of its hands, emerged from Lin Chen’s sea of consciousness, surging through Lin Chen’s arms again, greatly easing the burning sensation.

This, however, was only temporary. The ninth level of Pan Su’s spiritual fetal state was not so easily contended with.

Lin Chen’s body was knocked backwards continuously, and in the process of using his arms to hold the sword in defense, his arm bones fractured inch by inch, piercing out of the skin, exposing the white of the bone, only to be immediately wrapped in Evil Qi, protecting his body.

All this occurred in a flash, while Lin Chen’s body was also bruised from the impact, sliding back a distance of a hundred meters.

But at this moment, in a part of the forest, a white silhouette darted out swiftly from the underbrush, entering the range of the attack.

As it darted in, the white silhouette gradually grew larger, reaching a height of several meters. It darted behind Lin Chen, extending two powerful forelimbs.

Its sharp claws, like blades, gripped Lin Chen’s shoulder blades.

Subsequently, its figure bounded back, dragging Lin Chen’s body out of the attack’s sphere.

All its actions were completed in an instant, so that no one noticed the changes in this area.

Yet as fast as it was, it could not outpace the powerful wave of assault, which struck its wings with a shattering blow!

Blood stained its fur, soaking its abdomen and back. In such pain, it deviated to the side, hurriedly placing Lin Chen on its back, enduring the intense pain, and swiftly drifting away.

Departing from the site of attack and distancing from Pan Su and the others, it only began to slow down after several miles away.