118: Chapter 118 This freak, how is he so good at digging?

After dealing with A-Da, Zhao Yi looked at the remaining Cultivators.

"Everyone, do you also want to spar with me?"

"No, no, no~"

"Mining Envoy Zhao is joking."

Those Cultivators from the Wuxiang Sect shook their heads hurriedly. Their original cultivation was not as good as A-Da's, and their Physical Body was even worse. If A-Da, who was at the Mahayana Stage, had been slapped to death, how could they dare to resist Zhao Yi?

Zhao Yi nodded, "That's good."

"The current Spirit Stone mine at Baiyu Mountain is under my sole responsibility."

"Take a look~"

"Does anyone want to do the mining?"

"Mining?" Hearing that they had to do the mining, those Cultivators involuntarily took a step back.

They had only had their cultivation crippled for now; if they were rescued, there might still be a chance to recover. If they had to mine and became a Death Cultivator, their lives would be completely ruined.

"You don't want to?" Zhao Yi frowned, "What about moving rocks and organizing the mine tunnel?"

The Cultivators paused, then said in disbelief, "We don't have to mine?"

"No."

"Me, me, me~" Hearing Zhao Yi say that moving rocks and organizing the mine tunnel meant they didn't have to mine, the Cultivators scrambled frantically, fearing they would fall behind.

They completely forgot the misery of having their cultivation crippled and being sent down into the mine tunnel.

One could only say that whether it was ordinary people or Cultivators, when it came to adaptability, no other race could compare.

"Very good."

"Then all of you go and move the rocks and organize the mine tunnel."

When Zhao Yi said this, the Cultivators were stunned again.

A Cultivator asked boldly, "Mining Envoy Zhao, if we all move rocks and organize the mine tunnel, then who will do the mining?"

Zhao Yi pointed at himself, "Of course I will dig it myself."

"What?"

"Do you also want to mine?"

This sentence scared the Cultivator until his face turned pale. He hurriedly said, "No, no, no!"

"My cultivation has been crippled, how could I possibly swing a hoe?"

"Tch!" Zhao Yi rolled his eyes at that Cultivator.

"There are some things I need to say first."

"If you can't keep up with my speed and make the entire mine tunnel a mess, don't blame me for sending you to meet A-Da."

As soon as Zhao Yi said this, the Cultivators from the Wuxiang Sect began to discuss it among themselves. Most of them did not believe it; one person mining, and dozens of them moving rocks—how could they not keep up?

Before these Cultivators had their cultivation crippled, which one of them wasn't a heaven-gifted prodigy, a dragon among men? Now, after being told this by Zhao Yi, even the most cowardly person couldn't help it.

"Mining Envoy Zhao is joking. If you mine by yourself, two or three people moving rocks will be enough to keep up with your speed. As long as you don't blame the rest of us for lying down and resting..."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yi did not say much.

"As long as you move the rocks out of the mine tunnel, do whatever you want."

This was also because of the immortal fate; the Teleportation Array could not be used inside the mine tunnel, otherwise, why would they need so many Cultivators?

"Approximate, where the hell did you die off to?" A golden figure darted out from between Zhao Yi's eyebrows.

"Heh, you're quite comfortable, hiding in my Sea of Consciousness every day. A while ago, when I was Undergoing Tribulation, why didn't I see you come out to help?"

Approximate wagged his tail frantically, though it was unclear what he wanted to express.

"You Dead Dog."

"Go quickly and see where there are Spirit Stones."

Approximate walked to the front of the mine wall and sat down. Zhao Yi did not hesitate and began to dig, wielding the great sumeru treasure hoe.

"Move aside, be careful not to get hit by the digging."

Approximate immediately moved behind Zhao Yi, watching Zhao Yi wield the great sumeru treasure hoe. Bang, bang, bang! Large chunks of rock fell away.

With the Physical Body that had undergone Fusion with the divine infant, he had infinite strength. Zhao Yi really felt like he was slicing through tofu; that sense of ease was unparalleled.

Rocks mixed with Spirit Stones slid down like a landslide. Approximate transformed into a golden flash of lightning, piling the Spirit Stones and Ore that Zhao Yi dug out into the corner, which also put an end to any peculiar thoughts the Wuxiang Sect Cultivators might have had.

"This dog..."

"Isn't it too amazing?"

"How does it know which pile of rocks has Spirit Stones in it?"

"Holy crap!"

"Why are the rocks here so heavy?"

"Senior Brothers, Junior Brothers, come and help quickly."

The Wuxiang Sect Cultivators had originally only arranged for five Cultivators to move the rocks, but they soon discovered that things were beyond their expectations.

First, the rocks were unexpectedly heavy; five people couldn't move them at all.

Second, Zhao Yi's speed was completely unprecedented. How could this be a Cultivator doing mining?

He was clearly an excavation machine. Countless rocks fell, the Spirit Stones were carried away by Approximate, and the remaining Ore quickly filled up the mine tunnel.

"All together now." Dozens of Cultivators swarmed up, barely keeping up with Zhao Yi's rhythm.

But soon, they couldn't hold on anymore. Because Zhao Yi didn't stop at all. For one or two days, these Wuxiang Sect Cultivators could still endure it, but how were they supposed to play along for one month or two months?

Now two months had passed; they were all covered in dust and looked at Zhao Yi with numb expressions. Sixty full days, regardless of day or night, without sleep or rest—was this even mining? This was a death sentence!

Meanwhile, Zhao Yi's eyes were red.

"What a freak."

"So many days, and it's all been a bust."

"Where are the High-Grade Spirit Stones?"

"Don't tell me they were all swallowed by that immortal fate?"

The more Zhao Yi dug, the more guilty he felt; the more he dug, the less confident he became.

Turning around to look at the pile of Low-Grade Spirit Stones that had formed a mountain, Zhao Yi consoled himself, "Could it be that I've also been possessed by bad luck?"

"That's not right either. If I were possessed by bad luck, I shouldn't even be able to dig up Low-Grade Spirit Stones."

"Sixty days, over 59,000 Low-Grade Spirit Stones—come to think of it, that's not bad." Zhao Yi consoled himself.

When he saw those Wuxiang Sect Cultivators, Zhao Yi couldn't help but get angry.

"What's wrong?"

"You guys can't go on?"

"Look at what you look like!"

These Cultivators were lying down or slouching; in any case, not a single one of them was working properly.

Although the rocks in the mine tunnel hadn't blocked it completely, a large pile had accumulated.

"What trash!"

"With so many people, you can't even finish moving some rocks; what use are you?"

"Damn it, you're not even as good as a dog."

Approximate sat next to Zhao Yi, looking like he was particularly capable.

The Wuxiang Sect Cultivators... They all looked ashamed, but when they looked at Approximate, they were full of anger. This dog was too damn annoying.

"Get moving, come on!"

"Approximate, you try harder too."

"Where are there more Spirit Stones?"

A High-Grade Spirit Stone was tossed in front of Approximate, making the Wuxiang Sect Cultivators green with envy; they wished they could take his place.

When Approximate crunched and swallowed that High-Grade Spirit Stone, the Wuxiang Sect Cultivators felt the urge to kill again. This Dead Dog, he just ate a High-Grade Spirit Stone like that?

After eating the High-Grade Spirit Stone, Approximate was full of energy. Strutting with a swagger, he walked a circle around the mine tunnel and extended his right front paw into thin air. The meaning was self-evident: Dig!

Zhao Yi... He felt this scene was a bit strange. Fortunately, Approximate couldn't speak; otherwise, wouldn't he be taking orders from a dog?

"Alright!"

"Listening to Big Brother, come, come..."

"You move aside~"

Zhao Yi swung the hoe. With one strike of the hoe, the System notification sound rang out.

[You have dug up three High-Grade Spirit Stones, experience points +3.]

When Approximate carried out three High-Grade Spirit Stones from the rocks, the Wuxiang Sect Cultivators were all stunned.

Three High-Grade Spirit Stones?

That freak, how is he so good at digging?