102: Chapter 102 Immortal Martial God Cannon

"No."

"You must take these Spirit Stone."

"How can we change what we agreed upon so easily?"

Li Yingzhen said seriously.

"I really don't need it."

Zhao Yi pulled Li Yingzhen and said.

Looking at Li Yingzhen's serious expression, Zhao Yi added: "Actually, it's not like I'm taking fewer Spirit Stone for nothing."

"In the current Anning Prefecture, I don't know how many Mahayana Cultivator are there."

"They are all waiting for me to walk right into their trap."

"Rather than saying I came to the Great Yin Immortal Dynasty to deliver Spirit Stone, it's more like I came to seek refuge."

"That bunch of guys really wants my life."

"Mahayana Cultivator?"

Li Yingzhen and the other two looked at each other.

"A Xuanpin Spirit Fox is certainly no match for them; it seems we need Immortal Father to intervene."

"In that case, we will offer these Spirit Stone to Immortal Father."

"You wait here first, we are going into the palace to request troops."

Li Yingzhen took the Spirit Stone and vanished in an instant.

Zhao Yi was left alone under the green maple tree again. This time, he didn't dare to Cultivate and sat under the tree, dazed.

Feeling bored, Zhao Yi summoned the System.

"System."

【Miner: Zhao Yi】

【Cultivation: Late Stage Void Refining (Insufficient experience points, cannot upgrade)】

【experience points: 168 / 1600】

【Reward: None】

Looking at the line for experience points, Zhao Yi was speechless.

1600 experience points meant he had to mine 1600 High-Grade Spirit Stone; even if converted to Top-Grade Spirit Stone, he would still need to mine 16.

Good heavens, mining 8 Top-Grade Spirit Stone at the Jishan Spirit Stone Mine had already dug up a nest of Blood Chicken Demon. Now that he had to mine 16, it would probably hollow out the Jishan Spirit Stone Mine completely.

Zhao Yi let his thoughts wander under the green maple tree.

Far away in the Chaotian Spirit Realm of Anning Prefecture, the atmosphere was so oppressive that the air seemed to freeze.

"Speak up, why aren't you talking?"

"What a bunch of trash."

Li Yingtang spat everywhere, berating the six including A-San relentlessly.

"You claimed that the Sect are professionals at mining Spirit Stone."

"Bah!"

"In all these years, how many Spirit Stone have you actually mined?"

"Ten million or twenty million?"

"Look at Zhao Yi again..."

"How long has he been in the mine?"

"Not counting the mid and low-grade ones, eight Top-Grade Spirit Stone and four hundred and twenty High-Grade Spirit Stone. This is like digging out my own heart."

Li Yingtang clutched his chest; his heart was aching.

"Enough."

"Li Yingtang, we are in a cooperative relationship with you. A-San and the others don't even mine; what does it have to do with them if the output is low?"

"Furthermore, they have been consistent for a hundred years; even if they haven't achieved success, they have put in the effort."

"After all, Zhao Yi is the only Death Cultivator in the Void Refining Realm."

"What do you think?"

Behind each of the six, including A-San, was a cloud of mist, and within those mists were people sent down by the various Five Sects and Nine Sects.

They had only one purpose for coming: Spirit Stone.

As for whether they wanted Zhao Yi to die, they each had their own calculations.

Looking at the figures within the mists, Li Yingtang clenched and unclenched his fists repeatedly.

After a moment, he let out a long sigh.

"You are right, Seniors."

"Anger cannot solve the problems at hand."

"Let's all speak up, what should we do?"

"There are now two problems facing the Cultivator in the Chaotian Spirit Realm. First, where is Zhao Yi?"

"He is carrying so many Spirit Stone; we must never let them fall into the hands of the Immortal Dynasty."

"Second, what should we do about the Blood Chicken Demon in the Jishan Spirit Stone Mine?"

After Li Yingtang finished speaking, he returned to his cloud seat, watching these Cultivator who didn't even dare to show their faces.

Silence. A long silence.

Finally, A-Wu said: "Ninth Master, Zhao Yi has disappeared."

"Even our Sect's Universe Calculation technique cannot deduce his whereabouts."

"But one thing is certain: he is no longer in Anning Prefecture."

"As for the Blood Chicken Demon in the mine, it is actually easy to solve. These Blood Chicken Demon fear fire; as long as we use fire to burn them, we can clear them out quickly."

"It's a pity..."

"It's a pity that the Jishan Spirit Stone Mine is already in its twilight years and cannot produce many more Spirit Stone."

You Keli (A-San) took over from the fifth one and said.

Actually, it wasn't just You Keli; Li Yingtang also knew that once a Spirit Stone-associated demon appeared, the Spirit Stone mine became a chicken rib.

Although it still had value to be mined, it wouldn't be like the current Jishan Spirit Stone Mine, where all the Five Sects and Nine Sects were involved.

"Then sell it."

"Just like the Lesser Strange Spirit Stone Mine, find a Family to take it over."

"We will go and mine the Baiyu Mountain Spiritual Vein."

"Agreed."

"Agreed."

"No objections."

The several Sect Cultivator didn't even ask for Li Yingtang's opinion; they had already begun voting.

"Then it is decided."

The voice came from the mist behind A-San.

Li Yingtang was furious.

They completely disregarded him. Suppressing his anger, he said: "Everyone, the Baiyu Mountain Spiritual Vein belongs to the Immortal Dynasty. Don't forget, Zhao Yi is the Anning Prefecture mining commissioner."

"Unless he dies, or without his consent, no one can mine a single Spirit Stone from the Baiyu Mountain Spiritual Vein."

The scene fell silent; this had returned to the starting point, a dead loop.

Just when the Cultivator were at their wits' end, a Cultivator from outside came crawling in, saying: "Ninth, Ninth Master, it's bad."

"Many Immortal Army have arrived outside. They have brought the immortal martial divine cannon and surrounded the Chaotian Spirit Realm."

"What?"

The mist in the Chaotian Spirit Realm seemed to sense some kind of threat and fluctuated violently.

"Li Yingtang, do you dare to scheme against us?"

The immortal martial divine cannon, the treasure of the Great Yin Immortal Dynasty, could kill anyone below the Mahayana realm in an instant. It was the supreme Sharp Weapon used by the Great Yin Immortal Dynasty to suppress the cultivation Sect of the world.

"Bastards, what benefit do I gain from scheming against you?"

"How many Immortal Army are here? How many immortal martial divine cannon?"

"Three thousand Immortal Army, one immortal martial divine cannon."

Li Yingtang glanced at the messenger, and the Cultivator vaporized instantly.

"He truly deserved to die."

"What is there to panic about with three thousand Immortal Army and one immortal martial divine cannon?"

The Sect Cultivator in the Chaotian Spirit Realm also breathed a sigh of relief. The Immortal Dynasty was just here to make a show of force; otherwise, they wouldn't have sent such a small force.

"Reporting to Ninth Master, Fourth Master and Anning Prefecture mining commissioner Zhao Yi have arrived."

Li Yingtang... Many Cultivator...

Being Cultivator, they realized in an instant: Zhao Yi had gone to bring reinforcements.

The problem was, how did he leave Anning Prefecture?

Could he possibly teleport?

Three thousand Immortal Army rode clouds, hovering outside the Chaotian Spirit Realm. An illusory cannon was aimed at the Chaotian Spirit Realm.

Looking at this cannon, Zhao Yi was dazed. Which Transmigration fellow's masterpiece was this?

This was definitely a red-clothed cannon.

Very well, so this is how we're playing, huh?

"What?"

"Are you shocked?"

"This was crafted by the founding Supreme Ancestor of our Great Yin Immortal Dynasty, who gathered many Genius and talents and spent a hundred years to refine it."

"Without Top-Grade Spirit Stone, it cannot be driven at all."

"If you hadn't mined some Top-Grade Spirit Stone, this thing would just be a decoration."

"You don't have to worry this time. One shot can kill a Mahayana Cultivator."

"The Supreme Ancestor called it cannon execution..."

Zhao Yi...

He was all too familiar with that phrase.

"I wonder if the Supreme Ancestor..."

"Has fallen."

Li Yingzhen's expression was inexplicable and very strange.

Zhao Yi understood instantly; there was a story here.

But the gate of the Chaotian Spirit Realm was in sight, and there was no time for him to ask more.