Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

When Lin Chen heard Zeus's words, his expression changed.

He had long anticipated that this old guy wouldn't give up easily, but didn't expect him to come up with such a method.

Zeus looked at Lin Chen with a smile and said: "Lin Chen, surrender Feng Jiu's soul within you." Fınd the newest release on NoveI-Fire.ɴet

Li Mengli noticed that Lin Chen's face was particularly unsightly at this moment, even his expression carried a hint of decisiveness.

Seeing Lin Chen's expression, Li Mengli suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but frown.

"Lin Chen, don't do it, you'll die if you refuse."

Lin Chen looked at the girl in his arms and gave a faint smile: "I'm sorry, but Lin Chen is not someone who betrays others."

Feng Jiu had exhausted himself into slumber because of Lin Chen; if he handed over Feng Jiu now, what would make him different from a despicable person?

Lin Chen looked at Li Mengli in his arms, blood-stained fingers gently caressing her pretty face, and he smiled slightly: "Mengli, thank you for everything you've done for me, but Feng Jiu is asleep because of me, I can't give him away, even if it means breaking into pieces."

"Lin Chen, you fool, haven't you just met Feng Jiu?" Li Mengli said with a rapid breath.

"That's right. Although we've just met, we've made promises to each other—Feng Jiu treats me as a brother, so I won't hand him over to those guys."

Lin Chen's eyes carried a determined expression.

"But Lin Chen, you are no match for those guys," Li Mengli said with a worried look.

Lin Chen smiled faintly: "If I give Feng Jiu up, what would make me different from those despicable people? Would you like me that way? Remember you said you liked me for my sense of loyalty and justice."

Looking at the determination in Lin Chen's eyes, Li Mengli nodded: "Lin Chen, don't worry, even if threatened with death today, I will make sure Grandpa takes you back."

Although Li Mengli knew that Lin Chen's decision had a slim chance of survival, she was determined that if Lin Chen died today, she wouldn't live alone.

"Lin Chen, today if you live, I'll live with you; if you die, I'll die with you," Li Mengli's voice was loud, seemingly meant for Li Chunfeng to hear.

Li Chunfeng naturally sensed the meaning behind Li Mengli's grand words and forced a wry smile.

Looking at the determination in Li Mengli's eyes, Lin Chen's heart felt somewhat warmed. That's what true friends are—the ones you can rely on life and death during critical moments.

Lin Chen said calmly to Zeus: "Though your power can crush me, I've already regarded Feng Jiu as a brother. If you want him, then kill me and take him from me."

"Lin Chen!" Zhang Sanfeng's face suddenly changed upon hearing Lin Chen's words.

Zhang Yu and the others felt extremely anxious inside, but they knew Lin Chen's personality well—once he made a choice, he would never regret it regardless of difficulty.

"Lin Chen, regardless of what you did on Death Island, we can overlook that, but Feng Jiu's issue is non-negotiable. I'll avenge those martial arts masters who died back then, even if it means killing you," Zeus's eyes flickered with a sinister light.

"Revenge? Your goal was to capture Feng Jiu for his power back then. Saying it's revenge—isn't that hypocritical?" Lin Chen sneered.

Zeus let out a cold laugh and spoke to Yuanshi Tianzun: "Brother Yuan, it's not that I'm not giving you face, but this kid is too arrogant. Back then Feng Jiu killed dozens of our Holy See and Magic Alliance strongmen—we must avenge this. If this kid refuses to surrender Feng Jiu, then we'll have to act against him."

Zeus's eyes carried a sinister gleam as he spoke: "Even if you intervene to stop us, the Holy See will wage war with Chinese martial arts, regardless of whether it leads to a world war among paranormal people."

"Our Magic Alliance will also declare war on Chinese martial arts. We lost over a dozen strongmen back then—the issue can't just be left unsettled." Harry said in a deep voice.

Lin Chen coldly stared at the two who chuckled, their methods were highly insidious.

If Lin Chen surrendered Feng Jiu, he'd get a reputation for being heartless and unjust, but if he doesn't, should Li Chunfeng and others intervene to save him, they'd be the instigators of war.

No matter what choice he made, Lin Chen was bound to lose.

"Lin Chen, surrender Feng Jiu. You represent Chinese martial arts; for the sake of one Feng Jiu, causing Chinese martial arts to offend the entire martial world—do you think that's worth it?" Yuan Tiangang sneered.

Lin Chen clenched his fists tightly, with killing intent surging in his eyes.

At this moment, he felt so insignificant, yet Lin Chen wasn't someone who betrays others. He couldn't surrender Feng Jiu to save his own skin, no matter what.

"Grandpa, please help Lin Chen."

Li Mengli felt heartbroken seeing Lin Chen being forced to the brink by powerful figures and pleaded with her grandfather.

Li Chunfeng watched Li Mengli's pleading eyes, and his face showed a look of difficulty.

After all, a world war among paranormal beings is extraordinary, each war leads to countless deaths.

If they helped Lin Chen initially, they'd be justified, but now demanding Feng Jiu from Lin Chen was utterly reasonable.

Should they intervene again now, it would be unjustifiable both emotionally and morally.

"Mengli, if we intervene, this situation will be too complicated, I'm afraid..."

Yuanshi Tianzun also sighed; although Chinese martial arts were potent, engaging in world war would have losses beyond anyone's endurance.

They didn't want to help Lin Chen; it was just they couldn't bear the consequences of interference.

"Lin Chen, is someone you just met truly worth fighting for with your life?" Li Mengli sighed, trying to persuade Lin Chen to let go.

Lin Chen's hand slid through Li Mengli's hair.

"Mengli, I'm sorry. I know it's foolish, but these are my principles—if a person abandons principles, how are they different from a walking corpse?"

He gently kissed Li Mengli's lips and handed her over to Li Chunfeng.

"Elder Chunfeng, take care of Mengli; this issue is mine alone—it has nothing to do with Chinese martial arts, no matter what happens."

Lin Chen turned around, decisively facing Zeus and the others.

This was the moment Lin Chen finally realized the significance of power.

If only he were stronger, he wouldn't have implicated so many people, nor would he be cornered by these people so desperately.

Though his development was smooth and his strength outstanding among peers, he finally understood now, compared to Zeus, Yuan Tiangang, and other super strongmen, he was nothing but an ant.

In front of them, he didn't even have the chance to protect himself—such powerlessness made him sigh.

"Being weak means having no rights indeed," Lin Chen bitterly laughed.