In the blink of an eye, three days had passed, and Carson Flores and the others could no longer stay at the mining site.
Because Mack Conley had incredibly good luck!
The five of them had dug up about eighty Moxian Crystals in just three days, which ant an average of more than five per person per day!
All the adventurers here on average estimated about one crystal per person per day, but Carson and his group were mining five tis that!
But that wasn’t the most annoying part; the most annoying thing was that everyone could clearly feel their luck was extrely good!
People watched Carson and his group mine away so enviously, and with the power of the Sect, directly pushed them away. However, as soon as they moved to a new spot, they continued to dig successfully, while those who took their place found nothing!
Wherever they went, the crystals appeared!
Initially, although everyone was envious, they could still hold back, but after three days, watching Carson and the others hit those rich spots beca too much for others to bear.
At noon, a Disciple from a Sect found an excuse to pick a fight, trying to stir up trouble. Mack Conley swallowed his anger and didn’t say a word, leaving the aggressor without a reason to strike, regrettably, the person left under the watchful eyes of all.
Carson noticed that when this Sect Disciple provoked them, several other strong Sect Disciples were eagerly watching, clearly viewing them as a fat sheep.
Before, the sheep weren’t fat enough, so everyone thought to wait a little longer before slaughtering, but now the sheep were fat enough, and so couldn’t resist anymore.
What if soone else makes a move before you do?
Here, there wasn’t a Sect as dominant as the Five Directions Immortal Sect. While there were so strong Sects, none truly overshadowed the others, so whoever got their hands on the prize first would surely claim it.
"We can’t stay any longer, or we won’t have another chance to leave."
Mack Conley’s face was stony as he surveyed the area and said in a deep voice, "They can’t hold back any longer."
Carson nodded, "Alright, we’ve dug plenty, it’s about ti we left. There’s countless opportunities here, just hiding and mining feels like a waste of ti."
Mack Conley stared at Carson, once again confirming, "If you hand all the Moxian Crystals over to you, you can really escape?"
Carson laughed, "Don’t worry, it’ll be absolutely fine, escaping is my forte."
Mack Conley stopped talking and said deeply, "Alright, then it’ll be hard on you, you’ll take forty percent after you escape."
Carson looked at the straightforward group and hesitated for a mont before saying, "Actually, I have another option here. First, I have a magical treasure, I can put all of you into it and take you away with . But, your lives will then be in my hands, and if sothing happens to , I’m afraid you’ll suffer too."
"Second, I take the items and leave, and you find your own chance to escape. As long as they see the Moxian Crystals with , they shouldn’t trouble you, since the goods are with ..."
Mack Conley and the others exchanged glances, their expressions slightly hesitant.
Judith Hamilton glanced at Carson, avoided his gaze, and said softly, "Why don’t we leave on our own?"
Mack Conley and the others didn’t respond, but it was clear they were thinking the sa thing.
Obviously, they thought the risk of Carson escaping was too high, and following him might lead to their doom, so they’d rather control their fate.
Besides, Carson’s words made sense, if the items weren’t with them, who would trouble them?
Carson smiled, "Alright, I understand, then be careful, we’ll et later."
Mack Conley’s expression was slightly ashad, as Carson had once stood up for him and even revealed the truth about his junior sister’s death. Yet at this mont, he couldn’t bring himself to trust Carson.
Carson took out the Windroll Banner, waved it with the wind, and enveloped the unconscious teenager, instantly drawing him into the Windroll Banner.
Though the Ethereal Pagoda was better, he wasn’t about to reveal it.
Actually, if they trusted him, Carson could safely get them out without any mistakes, but since others didn’t trust him, Carson wouldn’t insist.
No one noticed that when the Windroll Banner swallowed the boy, his hand moved slightly, and a faint mark landed on the Windroll Banner.
Carson put away the Windroll Banner and smiled, "Alright, when we get outside, give the items, make up any reason you like, just clear our association."
When they got outside, eyes imdiately turned toward them.
Mack Conley suddenly shouted in anger, "Yes, you saved our lives before. We can give you these Moxian Crystals, but can you take them away?"
Carson responded with a cold laugh, "Whether I can take them is my business, whether you give them is yours, just say if you will or won’t."
Mack Conley angrily said, "Fine, we’ll give them to you, but rember, we owe you nothing more."
Carson replied firmly, "Alright!"
Mack Conley took out all the Moxian Crystals from his space ring and handed them to Carson under the vigilant eyes of all, pointing angrily at the surrounding, glaring crowd, "Let’s see how you leave now?"
Carson deftly put away the Moxian Crystals, let out a cold laugh, didn’t respond, leaped up, and turned into a ray of Golden Light fleeing into the distance.
In the sa instant, several figures from the camp soared up, chasing after Carson.
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