Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

Chapter 2308: Chapter 2309: Interests

”I initially had such plans, but now that I’ve seen the arrival of your sect, I have no choice but to abandon that idea.”

Jiang Wei lowered his head slightly, exhaled a long breath, and then turned his gaze toward the people of the Crimson Flame Sect with an envious look.

This made Jin Yuwen, standing by his side, look satisfied. As one of the few disciples in Qingmu City to be admitted by the Crimson Flame Sect, Jin Yuwen was naturally exceedingly proud.

He puffed out his chest, pointed to the leader beside him, and said arrogantly, ”Of course, we have Elder Zhao Mu with us this time, at the fifth level of the Spiritual Energy stage!”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wei gasped in shock.

”Fifth level of the Spiritual Energy stage.”

Every advancement within the Spiritual Energy stage was immensely difficult, yet this middle-aged man before him, who was similar in age to Jiang Wei, possessed such cultivation. No wonder he was so arrogant.

”It seems the Crimson Flame Sect is determined to obtain the treasure here.” Jiang Wei smiled wryly, the trace of hope he had vanished instantly.

”Naturally.”

Jin Yuwen nodded. He had, after all, heard about the treasure at the tavern and immediately informed the Sect Elder, earning himself a great merit.

”Since we know each other, you should stay here and witness the birth of the treasure.”

Zhao Mu appeared arrogant, floating in mid-air like a deity, looking down on the people below.

His haughty demeanor was extremely discomforting, but there was nothing anyone could do against his formidable power.

Only a few people remained on the scene, with Jiang Wei’s group the only ones standing by the lake, while others stood a bit further away, some even climbing trees to look out at the lake with grim expressions.

”Uncle Jiang, stay here and watch. Once we retrieve the treasure with the Sect Elder, we’ll come to talk with you and Ningyan.”

His gaze reluctantly shifted away from Jiang Ningyan, almost undue parting.

This made Tang Ming grit his teeth, his gaze flashing with fury as he glared at Jin Yuwen. However, his strength was too low, and all he could do was clench his fist in frustration.

As his gaze moved away, Jin Yuwen seemed to notice, letting out a slight ”huh,” followed by a cold laugh. From within his sleeve, a weapon flew out.

The weapon was a short sleeve arrow, hidden in Jin Yuwen’s long sleeves. With a wave of his hand, spiritual energy infused into it, turning it into a fully drawn bowstring and shooting out swiftly.

It came at such a speed that only Jiang Wei and Lin Chen, standing beside him, saw clearly at the moment he made his move.

Although Jiang Wei saw it, he squinted slightly, seemingly pondering the stakes, then turned his head, looking elsewhere.

He seemed reluctant to see Tang Ming get hurt by this attack.

”Just your bad luck,” Jiang Wei sighed. With Jin Yuwen being the favorite of the Crimson Flame Sect, he naturally didn’t dare to offend him.

After some consideration, he decided it was better to abandon Tang Ming directly.

But Lin Chen couldn’t just stand by without acting. Amidst the fast-approaching cold gleam, he instantly gripped the Tianyan Ancient Sword in his hand, and with a swing, used its hard blade to block the sleeve arrow.

With a light ”ding,” Tang Ming’s expression froze for a moment. When he saw the sleeve arrow that had fallen to the ground, his face turned a little pale.

Had Lin Chen not just blocked with his sword, Tang Ming might have already been blinded. The path of the sleeve arrow was precisely aimed at Tang Ming’s right eye.

”What are you doing!”

Jiang Ningyan was somewhat furious. She shouted at Jin Yuwen and took steps towards Tang Ming.

She had just taken half a step when Jiang Wei abruptly pulled her back.

”My daughter is just kind-hearted and dislikes conflict. She came mainly to see the world, but who knew... sigh...”

While pulling Jiang Ningyan back, Jiang Wei’s other hand unobtrusively patted her, causing her to fall into a deep slumber with a frightened look.

Jiang Wei then turned to Jin Yuwen with an apologetic expression.

Jin Yuwen listened coldly, his eyes indifferent, turning away without revealing his true thoughts.

This made Jiang Wei’s face undergo a series of emotional changes, and then he looked coldly at Tang Ming, thinking that had it not been for him, so much trouble would not have arisen.

Lin Chen turned his head towards Jiang Wei, coldly smiling. As expected of someone from a powerful family, his actions were truly cold-blooded. He only cared about his own interests, and everything else seemed insignificant.

Although Jin Yuwen was displeased, seeing Elder Zhao Mu had already leapt to the strange object in the lake center, he dared not delay and followed behind. Yet, at that moment of turning, he committed Lin Chen’s and Tang Ming’s appearances firmly to memory.

”You guys, watch the people around us. I’ll be the one to retrieve the treasure below!”

Upon reaching the top, Zhao Mu looked greedily below. From there, he sensed an extraordinarily terrifying aura, making him all the more convinced of the rarity of the item.

”Yes.”

Several disciples formed a circle, lazily watching the surrounding figures. Perhaps it was because the Crimson Flame Sect was so reputable here that nobody dared provoke them, making them completely unalert.

Zhao Mu slowly descended, calming his mind. Half a meter from the protrusion, he discerned what seemed to be a sword hilt, wrapped around by black silk. From the hilt’s top, a blood-like red gleam emanated, turning into a thin red tint as it was diluted by the water source.

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”Thank you for your help just now.”

While Zhao Mu observed the object, Tang Ming, having been saved again by Lin Chen, expressed his gratitude. Without Lin Chen’s intervention, he feared he would have become a one-eyed freak.

”Not a big deal.”

Lin Chen’s eyes were fixed on Zhao Shi, his hand now slowly reaching for the sword hilt, yet no movement followed for a while, as if entranced by it.

For some reason, seeing this, a premonition echoed in Lin Chen’s mind, instinctively warning him to leave.

”Xiao Bai, if anything happens later, take Tang Ming and leave first.”

Lin Chen’s expression was serious as he spoke to Xiao Bai, who was lazily lying on the ground beside him. Although unsure if the premonition was accurate,

given his cautious nature, he prepared for the worst. Lin Chen could leave, but Tang Ming’s cultivation was too low, leading him to instruct Xiao Bai.

As for Jiang Ningyan, who was sleeping soundly at the side, he knew Jiang Wei would take care of her, sparing him the worry.