Hu said excitedly.
Zhou Qing certainly agreed with this.
"But still be careful, I’m afraid if the other side sends another Nascent Soul Realm to guard, it won’t be good!" Zhou Qing reminded.
Hu waved his hand: "Even if one cos, so what? How can I, your senior brother, be already half a step into Nascent Soul? Even if I can’t fight, escaping is no problem, don’t worry, here, change into these clothes."
Hu said as he took out two sets of night clothes.
Seeing this, Zhou Qing couldn’t help but laugh, saying: "Yan, so this route was planned by you long ago?"
Hu imdiately laughed slyly, saying nothing more.
Then the two quickly changed clothes, Zhou Qing stuffed the old hen into his chest, making himself look sowhat potbellied.
"Let’s go!" The two quickly approached.
...
At this ti, in the ninth mine of the Cangyan Daoist Palace’s Beimang Mine, the sound of mining filled the place.
Countless miners were bent over, wielding tools inside, their faces full of exhaustion, their eyes filled with despair.
Most of these miners were lowly commoners, or so cultivators with low cultivation, enslaved by the Cangyan Daoist Palace, forced to dig for re survival.
"Hurry up, don’t slack off!"
The sound of angry screams and whips echoed throughout the mine, exceptionally loud, causing everyone to shiver involuntarily.
In the mine, the air was murky, filled with dust and the scent of ores. Suddenly, a loud noise erupted.
A miner looked puzzled at the hamr in his hand and the deep hole that had suddenly collapsed in front of him, then cautiously stepped forward.
But in the next mont, a dazzling golden light shot up from below, the golden light like a sharp sword piercing the darkness instantly.
The miner didn’t even have ti to let out a scream before he was shattered into pieces.
Blood splattered in the air, staining the surrounding soil and ores red.
This sudden change threw the entire mine into chaos.
The miners looked fearfully at the golden light, scattering in all directions.
However, the golden light spread extrely fast, instantly engulfing the entire mine.
Many died miserably in this sharp light, their bodies cut into pieces, grueso beyond words.
"What’s going on? Why run? Rebelling?"
Outside the mine, several Foundation Establishnt overseers were talking and laughing about a certain woman, occasionally letting out lustful laughs.
But soon, the commotion inside the mine caught their attention, making them curse and rush inside.
But upon seeing the tragic scene and the corpses everywhere inside, the three couldn’t help but gasped.
Especially that golden light deep within, changing their expressions simultaneously.
"You two hurry and seal this place, no one is allowed in or out, I’m going to report to the master!"
One of the Foundation Establishnt’s face turned pale, quickly leaving hastily.
At this ti, in a luxuriously decorated three-story wooden building, Peng Si was furrowing his brows as he drank, his face abnormally pale, but his authority was still daunting.
Recently, a mysterious figure in black suddenly appeared and attacked the entire mine, robbing all the Red Treasure Crystals excavated over the years from the warehouse.
Not only that, he was severely injured but not killed.
"Kill you? I wouldn’t dirty my hands, I spit!" After insulting him, the assailant left gracefully.
He didn’t know if he should feel lucky or unlucky, imdiately notifying the sect.
After all, everyone knew this was the Cangyan Daoist Palace’s mine, whoever dared to cause trouble here was clearly not giving them face.
But the sect’s response was unclear, stating soone would be sent soon, yet no one had arrived until now.
What, isn’t Red Treasure Crystal worth money?
Does Cangyan Daoist Palace not care about its reputation?
However, he soon received news that within those few days, several mines had been attacked by the mysterious figure in black, resulting in severe losses.
Furthermore, several Nascent Soul Realm cultivators in Cyan Wood City seed to have fallen, overall causing chaos, leaving this place unattended.
"Master, master, it’s bad——"
Just as Peng Si downed another gulp of liquor, urgent reporting sounded outside.
The annoyed Peng Si grabbed the alcohol jug and threw it out, a scream echoing imdiately outside.
"My luck has been ruined by you calling out all day, get in here!" Peng Si cursed angrily.
Soon, a Foundation Establishnt covered in blood with his head held walked in cautiously, dropping to his knees with a plop.
"Ma-master, I was wrong," the trembling man said.
Peng Si staggered to his feet, extrely displeased, saying: "Speak, what the hell happened?"
The Foundation Establishnt gulped nervously, his voice shaking: "The ninth mine seems to have dug out sothing, many have died now, no one dares to enter."
Frowning at this, Peng Si lifted his foot toward the mine.
There mustn’t be any more mistakes, guarding the mine was a lucrative position he had worked hard for, gaining substantial profit, but continued issues might prompt them to replace him.
Upon arriving at the ninth mine, many were already gathered outside gossiping, and two Golden Core cultivators, his capable assistants from other mines, were maintaining order there.
"Master!" The two greeted Peng Si promptly.
Peng Si took a look at the dark mine and the floating dust in the air, covering his nose and mouth in disgust.
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