150: Chapter 150 Black Iron Ore

Ye Jing only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the people from the Lingxiao Sect finally depart.

Hei Feng walked up to him with a weary body, the sharp horn atop its head having completely lost its luster. It reverted into an ordinary black dog and rubbed against the corner of Ye Jing's clothes, clearly having exhausted its spiritual power.

The Poisonous Variant Bees flew back to the Bee Queen's side one after another and quieted down.

Seeing them like this, Ye Jing patted Hei Feng's head and took out a large quantity of crimson blood fruits, piling them up into a small mountain.

He was replenishing their energy.

Ye Jing watched the people from the Lingxiao Sect leave, thinking to himself, "Since the people of the Lingxiao Sect have developed a grudge against me, they probably won't let this go. I must leave this place as soon as possible."

Thinking of this, he immediately prepared to depart.

After they finished eating the crimson blood fruits, their spiritual power was mostly restored. He mounted the enlarged Hei Feng and galloped toward the distance.

Sitting on Hei Feng's back, Ye Jing used the fading light of the setting sun to examine the Spirit Mineral Map he had obtained from the Yan State Imperial City.

He saw the coordinates, above which was shockingly written 'Dayu Mountain: Black Iron Ore Vein'.

Ye Jing was somewhat surprised. This black iron ore was a core material for forging Magical Artifacts. Ordinary veins had long been divided up by the major Sects; he hadn't expected such a treasure land to be hidden within the borders of the Yan State.

What surprised him even more was that the location of Dayu Mountain happened to fall on the edge of the Lingxiao Sect's sphere of influence, less than a hundred miles from the mining cave just now.

"No wonder those Lingxiao Sect Disciples were active in this area, saying they were looking for some First-tier Mineral Vein."

Ye Jing instantly understood the cause and effect. The Lingxiao Sect likely knew of the rumors regarding this Ore long ago and had sent Disciples to search along the way.

Hei Feng seemed to sense that Ye Jing was deep in thought, slowing its running speed slightly to steady itself.

By now, the setting sun had sunk below the mountain peaks, and the afterglow dyed the world a golden red. The wind of the wasteland swept past, bringing a hint of chill.

Ye Jing composed himself, carefully folded the Spirit Mineral Map, and placed it into his Storage Pouch.

The people from the Lingxiao Sect had just suffered a loss and certainly wouldn't go far. With this spirit mineral being near the Lingxiao Sect, things were going to be a bit troublesome.

Having just offended them and then heading near their territory—no matter how you looked at it, it was like walking into a trap.

But Ye Jing was certainly unwilling to leave just like that. Since he had come, this Black Iron Ore Vein was worth an investigation no matter what.

Magical Artifacts forged from black iron ore far exceeded ordinary ones in both offensive and defensive power. Currently, his Family members' cultivation was still shallow, and they needed to develop their forging abilities. This mineral vein was undoubtedly a heaven-sent Opportunity.

"Wealth is found in danger. Although the Lingxiao Sect is strong, they might not be able to surround Dayu Mountain completely." Ye Jing's gaze was steady and bright.

He would first find a hidden place to rest and recuperate, then conduct a thorough investigation once he reached the vicinity of Dayu Mountain.

Thinking of this, he gently patted Hei Feng's head. Hei Feng understood his intent and gave a low bark.

He accelerated, heading toward the dense forest on the outskirts of Dayu Mountain.

The last ray of the setting sun disappeared behind the mountains, and the night sky slowly shrouded the earth like a giant black cloth. Stars were sparsely dotted across the horizon, and only the chirping of insects in the forest intertwined with the evening breeze, making the surroundings seem even more tranquil.

Ye Jing arrived at a low cave and had Hei Feng stand guard at the entrance. He then released several Poisonous Variant Bees to scout in all directions. After confirming there were no traces of Cultivators or other people nearby...

...he finally felt at ease to sit cross-legged and regulate his breathing.

Because he needed to guard the home, Ye Jing had always relied on the Family's Spirit Stones to Cultivate and rarely went out.

Now that he had been away from home for so long, in a deserted place like this with abundant spiritual energy, with a little more effort, Ye Jing could rise to the Qi Refining Eighth Layer.

He had assigned tasks to all his descendants. As for those businesses, since Zhao Yuanyi had already become Emperor and started promoting them nationwide, he didn't need to worry much. However, gold and silver were like dirt to him, far less useful than Spirit Stones.

Ye Jing thought of the Tiangong Market; it was also time to expand the Ye Family's industries in this cultivation world.

After Ye Jing rested and recuperated for the night, he prepared to set out as soon as dawn broke.

Dayu Mountain was located in the wilderness. The entire mountain had sparse vegetation but stood tall and towering. As soon as he approached Dayu Mountain...

...a faint, sharp metallic scent rushed toward him, growing more intense as he went deeper.

An ordinary person could tell at a glance that this was a mineral mountain.

Ye Jing was delighted at the sight, but at the same time, his alertness reached its peak. His Divine Sense spread out, carefully scanning the surroundings for any movement.

Just then, a Poisonous Variant Bee suddenly let out a buzzing sound.

It flew in circles around the mountain forest, as if it had discovered something.

Seeing this, Ye Jing immediately followed. He felt that there seemed to be something powerful in that forest.

Following the direction the Poisonous Variant Bee was flying, Ye Jing saw that many Disciples wearing blue clothes had actually died here in the forest.

They were lying all over the place; at a glance, it looked like they had been besieged and killed by some powerful Yao Beast.

Seeing this, Ye Jing narrowed his eyes. Just as he was about to step forward, a huge fireball charged toward him.

The spiritual power contained in this fireball was not high; it was only from some low-level Cultivators who had just entered Qi Refining.

Ye Jing didn't even need to dodge; he could block and extinguish it just by reaching out his hand.

"Die!" At this moment, a man in coarse clothes suddenly swung a Broadsword and rushed toward Ye Jing.

Ye Jing saw that he was just a Mortal. He immediately pinched the Broadsword with one finger.

The Mortal, seeing that this person who had suddenly appeared could easily block his attack with just two fingers, immediately shouted, "Boss, use your Immortal magic to attack this freak again!"

The one he called Boss immediately stepped forward, two fireballs condensing in his hands as he charged at Ye Jing.

Ye Jing tossed the brawny man aside, and with a slight flick of spiritual power from his hand, the incoming fireballs were instantly extinguished.

The Boss and everyone else in the forest began to tremble violently. The Boss who had led the attack on Ye Jing immediately lost all strength and flopped to his knees on the ground: "Immortal Grandpa! Spare my life!"

Ye Jing looked up and saw a few more shivering Mortals and a low-level Cultivator in the woods.

He shouted coldly, "Who are you people?"

These people were poorly dressed, and only the leader had a bit of cultivation, being only a Qi Refining First Layer Cultivator.

The Cultivator was a middle-aged man, trembling and kowtowing incessantly: "Immortal Grandpa, we are just Mortals scraping by in the mountains. We offended you, Immortal Grandpa, please give us a way to live!"

Ye Jing looked at the Sect Disciples lying dead all over the ground, then at this group of Mortals and the low-level Cultivator. No matter how he looked at it, they weren't the ones who had done it.

So he asked, "Let me ask you, were these Cultivators killed by you?"

Hearing this, the leading Cultivator turned pale with fright and explained incoherently, "Immortal Grandpa, we wouldn't dare! These Immortals were killed by the 'Iron Azure Wolf King' in the mountains! That Yao Beast is incredibly powerful. The Immortals couldn't defeat it and all died here!"

Ye Jing looked at the corpses; they indeed matched his suspicion of being killed by a Yao Beast.

Furthermore, the spiritual power contained within them was definitely not from an ordinary Yao Beast; it actually made him feel a sense of trepidation.

"Does the Iron Azure Wolf King often move around here?" Ye Jing followed up coldly.

He unconsciously condensed a trace of spiritual power in his hand. If this Cultivator dared to lie, he wouldn't mind killing him on the spot.

The Cultivator said repeatedly, "I wouldn't dare deceive the Immortal! There were originally three Iron Azure Wolf Yao Beasts deep in Dayu Mountain. Recently, for some reason, they suddenly gathered together and love to wander around nearby. The leader is the Wolf King, and it's very powerful!"

"I am from a nearby mountain village, called A-Da. Because of a chance encounter, I obtained the Immortal path, but my talent is limited to this. I've been leading the villagers to try our luck in these mountains."

"And then we saw these Immortals being attacked by that Iron Azure Wolf King, and we were too scared to move."