"Mu Hanyan, what exactly do you want? What will it take for you to back down?" Yuan Tianbo, suppressing the fear in his heart, asked Mu Hanyan.
"I don’t know, I just want to see how good my luck really is. If my luck turns bad, then I’ll leave." To tell the truth, Mu Hanyan had not thought about what he wanted; he really just wanted to test his luck.
However, to Yuan Tianbo, these words were undoubtedly a massive mockery.
You want to test your luck? Why the hell don’t you go jump off a cliff or hang yourself and see if you live or die, instead of creating chaos at my Stone Tasting Conference? Of course, these were just curses in his mind that he wouldn’t dare utter aloud. He certainly didn’t want Yan Yuchu to draw his sword again to help him "style his hair or correct his corns".
"Mu Hanyan, since you’re testing your luck, how about we make a big bet, what do you say?" Yuan Tianbo, no longer wanting to waste words with Mu Hanyan, said with gritted teeth and bloodshot eyes. He looked exactly like a gambler who had lost his wits.
In fact, he had lost his wits.
"Oh, tell more." Mu Hanyan said.
"Follow ." Yuan Tianbo led the way to the back of the main hall.
Mu Hanyan knew he wouldn’t dare to play any more tricks and was a bit curious about how big he wanted to play, so he followed.
When the others heard there might be a bigger spectacle to witness, they all followed as well.
The guards, fearing the strength of Yan Yuchu, the Lord City Master’s henchman, did not dare to stop them.
It was only when they reached the back hall that Mu Hanyan realized the building was actually leaning against a mountain, and the hall at the back used the rock wall as a barrier, with a secret door opened in the wall.
Passing through the secret door and walking along the rock wall, it was not long before Mu Hanyan heard the crisp sound of tal against stone.
Moving forward, the sight suddenly opened up, and they had stepped out of the dark passage. Surrounded by cliffs on all sides, they found themselves in a huge sky well. Without that hidden passageway, unless soone could fly over from above like a bird, this sky well enclosed by the mountain cliffs would have remained undiscovered.
The ground in the sky well was covered with large and small rocks, and over a dozen swordsn were lifting their longswords high, forcefully striking at the giant stones to split them into smaller pieces.
So this was the Yuan Family’s teorite Gold Mine; no wonder Mu Hanyan had never heard of such a mine belonging to the Yuan Family—its location was so hidden, and it was a mystery how the Yuan Family had initially discovered it.
"Why do they use swords instead of hamrs?" Mu Cheng, puzzled, asked.
"teorite Gold is extrely hard; even the useless stone is much harder than ordinary quartz. Only by relying on Qi can it be mined. If they used hamrs, due to their size, infusing Qi into them would be beyond the capability of an average swordsman, and those capable enough, they could not afford," Ling Baobao sneered and explained.
Then Mu Cheng noticed that these swordsn were not weak at all—most were Fourth-tier or Fifth-tier Swordsn, with even a Sixth-tier Swordsman present, who was slightly stronger than himself. Even with such strength, their longswords frequently snapped, necessitating imdiate replacent.
No wonder the Yuan Family had found the teorite Gold Mine but did not beco overnight tycoons. Seeing this scene, Mu Hanyan understood why: mining teorite Gold was too difficult. Hiring these swordsn was a significant expense, not to ntion the constant replacent of longswords, which added even more cost. On top of that, the high-quality yield from the teorite Gold Mine was too low; it was possible that the Yuan Family hadn’t profited at all but instead had suffered a significant loss.
Turns out, Mu Hanyan’s guess was on point.
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