Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

Fakong's face was deathly pale, not daring to move an inch.

The entire banquet hall was silent.

Many people were curious as to why Fakong stood motionless within the formation.

However, some noticed that Fakong was trembling all over, his back drenched in sweat.

"How is this possible!"

Everyone was confused.

Finally, Fakong spoke: "Master Lin, I lost, I cannot break this formation."

"What? Cannot break it?" Everyone was stunned upon hearing Fakong's words.

How could this be? The Tao Yi Three Talents Formation is supposedly the most basic large formation, and Fakong is a Formation Master, yet he cannot break even such a low-level formation? This has to be a joke.

But, from the heavy expression on Fakong's face, everyone knew that Fakong seemed to be serious.

"No way, is this Fakong Master for real? He can't even break such a basic formation."

"What a joke, even I can break this crappy formation!"

The surrounding area erupted with whispered discussions.

Mu Qiu's expression became increasingly grim. It was a best of three rounds, and if he lost this round, he would completely lose.

"Impossible, impossible, how could I lose to a garbage formation like the Tao Yi Three Talents Formation."

Mu Qiu's face was filled with ferocity.

"I get it, you all must have conspired to trick me. Today, I'm going to break your garbage formation."

Saying this, Mu Qiu charged towards the large formation.

Seeing this scene, Fakong's expression changed, he shouted: "Don't come over."

Unfortunately, it was too late; Mu Qiu's body had already rushed into the formation.

As soon as his foot landed on the ground, the entire formation hummed.

Instantly, dark clouds gathered above the formation.

Seeing this unexpected event, Mu Qiu was terrified.

Holy crap, isn't this the weakest Tao Yi Three Talents Formation? How could such a phenomenon occur?

While Mu Qiu was in a daze, Fakong was already yelling: "Get out of the way!"

"Ah!" Mu Qiu's expression changed as he looked up, only to see a seven-colored lightning surging towards him.

Mu Qiu wanted to dodge, but his legs wouldn't move.

"No!"

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, the seven-colored lightning exploded above Mu Qiu's head!

In the next instant, Mu Qiu's clothes were burned to ashes.

Mu Qiu's eyes were blank, his entire body charred black, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The entire banquet hall was silent.

Everyone gasped in shock, what a powerful formation.

To think that Mu Qiu, with his mid-level Immortal Emperor strength, couldn't even find a chance to escape under the formation.

Those who just mocked Lin Chen's "garbage" Tao Yi Three Talents Formation had their faces flushed.

Such a formation is anything but garbage, it's practically heaven-defying and terrifying.

"Qiu'er." Mu Yuan shot up, his expression turning extremely sour, and rushed towards the formation.

"Brother Mu, be careful of the formation," Zhao Ze hurriedly reminded.

If the head and young master of the Mu Family both had an accident at their place, it would indeed be a troublesome situation.

Mu Yuan reached the edge of the formation, but looked at it with apprehension, not daring to enter.

"You brat, disband the formation for me," Mu Yuan coldly ordered.

Lin Chen sneered: "You say disband, I should just disband it, who do you think you are?"

"You!" Looking at Mu Qiu lying unconscious on the ground, Mu Yuan's face grew increasingly dark.

At this time, Zhao Ze also approached, saluting Lin Chen: "Lin Chen, do me a favor and disband the formation."

Lin Chen glanced at Zhao Ze, then reluctantly disbanded the formation.

He could ignore others' requests, but Zhao Ze was his future father-in-law, so he had to give him face.

As soon as the formation disbanded, Fakong's legs went weak, and he plopped down to the ground.

The earlier feeling was simply too terrifying.

Seeing the unconscious Mu Qiu, Mu Yuan's eyes flashed with icy light.

"Brat, how dare you set a trap to harm my son."

Lin Chen was displeased as he replied, "Mu Yuan, are you unreasonable? Your son jumped into the formation himself to seek death, what's that got to do with me?"

"You...!" Mu Yuan's eyes flashed with cold light.

This brat's strength is too bizarre, especially this formation, it's absolutely terrifying.

Mu Yuan knew about the feud between Lin Chen and the Mu Family for a long time, and this brat, being so young yet so gifted, would surely be a perpetual threat if allowed to grow.

"Brat, I will use your life to avenge Qiu'er."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Yuan's body shot out like a bolt of lightning, rushing directly towards Lin Chen.

Mu Yuan's strength was at the high level of Immortal Emperor, at such a close range, even Lin Chen would find it difficult to evade a sneak attack.

Lin Chen had long anticipated that this old man wouldn't behave honestly, so he was already prepared. Just as he was about to counterattack, suddenly a figure blocked in front of him.

"Bang!"

The two palms met, and a wave of energy exploded outward from their confrontation.

With a rumble, a storm was whipped up throughout the banquet hall during the clash of energy.

Instantly, the hall was in chaos, food and drinks scattered everywhere.

As the storm subsided, Mu Yuan fixed his cold gaze on the person in front of him.

"Zhao Ze, what do you mean by this?"

Zhao Ze snorted coldly, "Mu Yuan, I had already given you face by having Lin Chen remove the formation earlier. Now that he is my prospective son-in-law, how can I allow you to kill him?"

"Zhao Ze, are you trying to make an enemy of our Mu Family?" Mu Yuan coldly asked.

"I have no intention of becoming enemies with your Mu Family. Our Zhao Family has always prioritized trust, and as discussed earlier, it's a best of three, and you've already lost." Zhao Ze said placidly.

Mu Yuan gritted his teeth, "Fine, you're good, you'll regret this."

Although his heart was filled with a murderous intent towards Lin Chen, Mu Yuan knew well that with Zhao Ze involved, killing Lin Chen would be incredibly difficult.

"Let's go!" Mu Yuan held Mu Qiu and stormed off angrily.

Zhao Ze clasped his hands towards the guests, apologetically saying, "Everyone, my apologies for not taking better care of things today. I will host another banquet on another day, please return home for now."

Due to the recent confrontation, the courtyard was in disarray and no longer suitable for continuing the banquet.

All eyes were on Lin Chen, full of complex emotions.

At first, many people did not think highly of this young man.

After all, even in the Immortal Realm, background is an extremely important aspect.

But this guy seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.

No one expected this young man's skill in formations to be so outstanding, nor did they expect him to directly defeat Mu Qiu and become the Zhao Family's son-in-law.

As the guests departed, Zhao Ze finally heaved a sigh of relief.

"Lin Chen, I'm entrusting my daughter to you. You must treat her well," Zhao Ze said solemnly.

Lin Chen nodded and replied, "Uncle, there's something I need to tell you—tonight, Xian City will face a bloody battle."

"What did you say?" Zhao Ze's face grew stern.

Lin Chen continued, "The Mu Family in the Immortal realm has already allied with the Great Elder of Fairy Sword Mountain. They aim to annex Fairy Sword Mountain, and their intention in marrying Xiao Wen was not truly to make her a bride, but to use her as a sacrificial offering for their ancestor!"

"What did you say?" Zhao Ze's eyes turned cold upon hearing Lin Chen's words.

Lin Chen proceeded, "Now that their plan has failed, they certainly won't let it go. After destroying Fairy Sword Mountain, the next target could very well be the Zhao Family."

"Chu Yunfei is my sworn brother, how can I stand by while he is in trouble?" Zhao Ze's eyes glimmered with a murderous intent.