Miracle Farmer with Special Abilities

In a wide pavilion within the garden.

A man and a woman were seated.

The man was dignified and imposing, dressed in snow‑white clothes, unbearably handsome.

A rich noble aura flowed from him, along with a sharp, oppressive talent.

His eyes were bright, his brows long and fine, the corners of his mouth tilted up; he looked infinitely arrogant and self‑important.

More importantly, he was very powerful, radiating a strong oppression and presence.

He was actually a giant who had cultivated to the Early Sky Monster Stage.

The woman was very special too.

She wore a silver dress, her black hair glossy like silk.

Noble and dignified.

The most shocking thing was her face; it had truly reached a flawless level.

Those eyes, that nose, those red lips, that face.

Every feature was perfect.

Put together, she really was a beauty who could topple cities and nations.

A woman like this, no matter the era, no matter the world—

She could be called a Person above Others.

She was born a cut above everyone else.

The two of them were playing Go.

Their posture was exceptionally graceful.

Two maidservants waited by the side.

One held a fan in her hand, the other held a censer, inside which a stick of incense as thick as a little finger was burning, releasing a strange fragrance.

Outside the pavilion, a hundred flowers were in bloom. Die Dance, bees flying.

The scenery was incredibly beautiful.

"Miss, I’ve brought the two of them over."

The most beautiful maidservant said respectfully.

"Huang Ming greets Miss Ya, greets Young Master He."

Huang Ming hurriedly bowed, his face full of excitement and anxious reverence.

"Your Zither Skills aren’t bad. Sit."

Miss Ya said coolly.

As for that Young Master He, he didn’t even look at Huang Ming.

Treated him as if he didn’t exist.

"Thank you."

Huang Ming’s face lit up with joy as he sat down at the crosswise position.

Zhang Bin, however, didn’t say a word; he was carefully sizing up Miss Ya.

He muttered in his heart, "She really is quite beautiful, but that attitude is way too lofty. A woman like this—once she falls in love with me, should I reject her or accept her? Sigh, this really is a headache of a problem."

He understood clearly that a talented woman like Miss Ya wouldn’t casually help anyone.

If you had no talent, you wouldn’t even get to see her.

So only by completely conquering her would she become warm and enthusiastic.

But once he totally conquered her, how could she not fall in love with him?

After all, he was the number one prodigy under heaven.

If Miss Ya knew what Zhang Bin was thinking, she would definitely be furious enough to half kill herself.

But even now, Miss Ya’s heart was already blazing with Xiong Xiong fire.

Because she had heard every word Zhang Bin spoke on the way here.

How could she possibly endure that?

However, she still didn’t lash out, because she knew someone would stand up for her.

And sure enough.

Young Master He set down the white stone in his hand and shot an icy gaze at Zhang Bin’s face. "You’re Gong Wenwu? The one who just spoke rudely? Insulted Miss Ya?"

But Zhang Bin directly ignored him.

He only turned his gaze on Miss Ya’s gorgeous face and said with a cheerful smile, "Miss Ya, you did not disappoint me; you’re easy on the eyes. I only hope your talent won’t disappoint me either. Too bad I’m already disappointed, because even trash like this can be your honored guest?"

He pointed at Young Master He, his face full of disdain.

The best way to conquer a beauty is to utterly crush the man she admires and respects.

Then she’ll transfer that admiration and worship onto him—double.

"My god, where did this Little Tree Demon come from? How can he be this arrogant? He actually ignores Young Master He, actually says Young Master He isn’t worthy to be Miss Ya’s honored guest?" The three maidservants plus Miss Ya and Huang Ming were completely dumbfounded, utterly shocked.

They’d seen arrogant people before, but never one this insane.

Could it be he didn’t know that Young Master He was the Demon Race’s number one prodigy? Overflowing with talent; in qin, Go, calligraphy, painting, formations, Artifact Refining, he’d all reached the Grandmaster Realm.

And Young Master He was also a cultivation prodigy on par with Xiang Dali, even slightly surpassing him.

Because he and Xiang Dali were the same age, but he had reached the Initial Stage of Heavenly Monster Realm a hundred years earlier than Xiang Dali.

Even a Heavenly Demon of this level was admired by the extremely proud Yan Ya.

You could say Yan Ya looked down on all men, except for He Qianqiu.

All Monsters knew perfectly well in their hearts that Yan Ya would inevitably end up becoming He Qianqiu’s woman.

They were a match made in heaven.

Of course, He Qianqiu had always been pursuing her.

He was convinced Yan Ya wouldn’t be able to withstand his fiery pursuit.

Convinced she was his woman.

"You’ve got guts! Kneel!"

How could He Qianqiu possibly tolerate someone being so brazen before him? He was instantly enraged beyond reason and roared.

A terrifying oppression and aura burst out.

It turned into a boundless ocean, sweeping toward Zhang Bin.

He also unleashed a terrifying Telekinetic Ability, clamping down on Zhang Bin’s body and pressing him down hard.

If Zhang Bin were truly an ordinary Little Tree Demon, that one move would definitely have turned him into paste.

A miserably bloody death.

"Hahaha... That idiot’s about to die."

"This is what you get for being cocky."

"He deserves more than death."

"He should be killed..."

Huang Ming and the three maidservants were all gloating inwardly.

Too bad Zhang Bin was not an ordinary Little Tree Demon.

He was Supreme Genius Zhang Bin, his Dantian split into eighty‑one regions.

How could a normal Initial Stage Heavenly Monster Realm Cultivator threaten him?

Know this: even Xiang Dali had set up such a terrifying trap.

Yet he was still cut down by Zhang Bin.

So Zhang Bin stood firm as ever, like a great mountain.

He even said coldly, "Are you actually a White Crane, or just a dumbass? That’s all you’ve got?"

"You’re courting death..."

He Qianqiu flew into a rage and was about to stand up, rush over, and kill Zhang Bin.

But Miss Ya rose to her feet and said charmingly, "Young Master He, don’t fight and kill; this is a refined place. It wouldn’t be good to stain it with blood."

Clearly, she had sensed that Zhang Bin was not simple.

He could actually easily withstand Young Master He’s oppression, aura, and Special Ability.

"Gong Wenwu, if it weren’t for Miss Ya’s sake, you’d already be a corpse."

He Qianqiu said murderously.

"If Miss Ya hadn’t stopped me, you’d already be a pile of shit."

Zhang Bin sneered.

He wasn’t bragging; as long as he unleashed Swallowing Heaven in One Breath, this White Crane Monster probably wouldn’t escape.

He would be Devoured and transformed into nourishment.

"You’re asking to die!"

Young Master He was truly furious. With a roar, he stepped forward and slashed a vicious claw toward Zhang Bin’s face.

"Wooo..."

The Sound was shrill, the killing intent icy cold, almost tangible.

At the same time, Space itself was Bound.

Leaving Zhang Bin no way to escape.

He actually wanted to kill Zhang Bin with a single claw.

"Sigh, he’s courting death himself; I really can’t save him."

Miss Ya sighed in her heart.

If Gong Wenwu hadn’t just talked back and traded barbs,

Young Master He wouldn’t kill anyone here.

But now Young Master He truly wanted to kill.

Because he simply couldn’t endure it anymore.

"I wonder if White Crane tastes good. Today I’ll eat some meat for once. A White Crane at the Initial Stage of Heavenly Monster Realm—its flavor shouldn’t be bad. The nutrition will definitely be great."

Zhang Bin muttered to himself, and his mouth suddenly gaped wide!