122: Chapter 122 Mad Mine Ancestor

He had wanted to show off, but unexpectedly, he was ruthlessly mocked.

Zhao Yi was so angry.

Why discriminate against a Death Cultivator?

I will work you bastards to death...

Consequently, he swung the great sumeru treasure hoe until it was flying.

Large chunks of rock fell away.

The Wuxiang Sect Cultivators, who already had experience with this, felt a wave of despair.

"He's started. He's started again."

Once he started digging, there was no day or night. Zhao Yi worked ceaselessly, like a perpetual motion machine.

The first day and night, not counting the Low-Grade Spirit Stones, he dug up 24 High-Grade Spirit Stones and gained 24 experience points. Zhao Yi was a bit dissatisfied and kicked Approximate.

The second day and night, 38 High-Grade Spirit Stones, 38 experience points. Zhao Yi patted Approximate's dog head as a form of comfort.

The third day and night, 10 High-Grade Spirit Stones, 10 experience points. Zhao Yi...

He found Approximate unpleasant to look at from every angle, feeling that he had touched an unlucky dog head.

The fourth day and night, there were no High-Grade Spirit Stones at all. Looking at a pile of Low-Grade Spirit Stones, Zhao Yi wanted to cry but had no tears. What use were these pieces of trash to him?

They couldn't increase his experience points by even a single point. That day, because Approximate wagged its tail, it received a beating.

In the blink of an eye, a year passed.

This day, Zhao Yi rarely stopped.

Without the sound of Zhao Yi digging, the mine was rarely this quiet.

At this moment, Zhao Yi looked dull, much like the Nine Sect Cultivators moving rocks in the mine.

He had been empty-handed for three whole months.

During these three months, Zhao Yi hadn't dug up a single High-Grade Spirit Stone.

Of course, he had dug up quite a few Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

But what was the use of that?

It didn't add any experience points.

"System."

【Miner: Zhao Yi】

【Cultivation: Body Integration Early Stage (Insufficient experience points, cannot upgrade)】

【experience points: 3014 / 3200】

【Rewards: None】

3014 experience points, and it hadn't increased by even a single point in three months.

"Damn Dead Dog, did you poop in the mine?"

"If I hadn't stepped in dog poop, could I be this unlucky?"

Hearing this, the Nine Sect Cultivators, including those from the Dukang Immortal Sect, looked at Approximate with sympathetic eyes.

Over the past year, they knew all too well how Approximate had been treated.

Seeing Zhao Yi's gaze sweep over, these Cultivators quickly lowered their heads to move the rocks in front of them, not daring to meet Zhao Yi's eyes.

In fact, this year, they hadn't had it much better than Approximate.

After a year of working without sleep or rest, the three hundred plus Cultivators could barely keep up with Zhao Yi's rhythm.

But recently, it was clearly not working again.

Because as the mining deepened, the rocks were getting further and further away from the mine exit, so naturally, moving them took more and more time.

The rocks in the mine were like tofu in front of Zhao Yi; they would crack upon touch and shatter upon impact.

But when they reached the Nine Sect Cultivators, they were as hard as diamond and as heavy as mysterious iron. Relying only on their Physical Body strength, it was indeed hard work to move them.

Now that Zhao Yi had stopped, they clearly breathed a sigh of relief, finally able to rest.

Little did they know, before they could be happy for even a single breath, the rumbling sound started up again.

It turned out Zhao Yi had started digging again.

While digging, he muttered,

"Damn it, I don't believe it. If you have the ability, stay black until the end."

"I can dig until I die, let's see if you can stay black until you die."

Even Approximate was afraid when Zhao Yi got ruthless.

It tucked its tail and hid in a corner.

When the Spirit Stones accumulated to a certain degree, it would turn into a bolt of lightning and carry those Spirit Stones out.

Heaven does not disappoint those who are determined. Two months later,

Hearing the System notification sound again, Zhao Yi laughed up at the sky.

"Hahaha~"

"Damn it, I still managed to dig it out."

Digging that High-Grade Spirit Stone out of the rocks, Zhao Yi gave it a fierce kiss. He had been stifled for too long during this period.

What Zhao Yi didn't know was that his behavior didn't just scare Approximate,

It also terrified the Nine Sect Cultivators.

Those Cultivators, covered in dust, looked at Zhao Yi laughing up at the sky and felt a wave of fear.

"Do you think Old Ancestor Mad Miner has really gone crazy from mining?"

"Will he eat us?"

"Didn't they say when he goes crazy, he eats ten children in one bite?"

"Now that there are no children in the mine, will he be so hungry he won't be picky and eat Cultivators?"

"This old man is already two thousand years old, my cultivation has been crippled, and my meat is already sour. No matter how crazy he is, he won't eat me, right?"

A year and a half of endless labor had smoothed away the rough edges of the Nine Sect Cultivators.

As for Old Ancestor Mad Miner, it was a nickname they had given Zhao Yi in private.

It meant the crazy Old Ancestor who mines.

These Cultivators had no cultivation, so even if they kept their voices very low, what was the difference between that and speaking right in Zhao Yi's ear?

Damn it, who started the rumor that I eat children?

The good mood he had gained from digging up the High-Grade Spirit Stone vanished instantly.

Looking at that group of Cultivators, Zhao Yi felt anger welling up.

"These bastards are just too idle."

"Damn, I will work you to death."

"great sumeru treasure hoe, enlarge!"

He poured mana into the great sumeru treasure hoe, and the hoe instantly grew a size larger.

At this moment, Zhao Yi suddenly let go of his worries.

What Spirit Stones, what experience points, none of it mattered.

He wanted rocks, the more the better.

Mountain dust rose, and countless rocks, like a flood, tumbled down all at once.

It left the three hundred Nine Sect Cultivators stunned.

What is he doing?

Has he gone completely crazy?

Soon they discovered that it wasn't just Zhao Yi who was crazy, but also Approximate.

Approximate had practically turned into countless golden threads, running so fast it left afterimages.

This meant the number of Spirit Stones Zhao Yi was digging up was increasing violently.

【You dug up a High-Grade Spirit Stone, experience points + 1.】

【You dug up a High-Grade Spirit Stone, experience points + 1.】

...

One can only say that the world is unpredictable. When Zhao Yi wanted to dig for Spirit Stones and accumulate experience points, he was always empty-handed.

When he wanted to tease the Nine Sect Cultivators, he kept digging up Spirit Stones.

The notification sounds kept ringing in his ears, and Zhao Yi knew that the five months of frustration had been completely washed away today.

After three days of extreme challenge, Zhao Yi couldn't hold on anymore.

The mine behind him was almost blocked by rocks.

Approximate's originally golden fur had also lost its luster.

As for the Nine Sect Cultivators, their clothes were soaked with sweat, and many of them simply went shirtless, looking unspeakably miserable.

In the corner, a mountain-like pile of Spirit Stones lay there.

"Holy crap, just how many Spirit Stones did I dig?"

"Looking at the number of High-Grade Spirit Stones, it's not less than two hundred."

"Two hundred?"

"In that case, is the experience points for my Breakthrough to Mid-stage Integration enough?"

Zhao Yi hurriedly summoned the System.

"System."

【Miner: Zhao Yi】

【Cultivation: Body Integration Early Stage (Can upgrade)】

【experience points: 3228 / 3200】

【Rewards: None】

"3228 experience points, I dug up 214 High-Grade Spirit Stones in three days?"

"An average of over seventy a day, which equals over seven hundred thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones."

"Hehe~"

Zhao Yi was self-inflating.

If he could go back to the past and say he could dig over seven hundred thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones a day, would people treat him like a lunatic?

"How many Death Cultivators are there in the world? But I, Zhao Yi, alone can equal ten thousand Cultivators..."

The dug-up Spirit Stones were the source of Zhao Yi's inflated confidence.

"Come, Silly Dog, following me, how could I let you suffer?"

Zhao Yi threw ten High-Grade Spirit Stones to Approximate.

Putting all the Spirit Stones away, Zhao Yi looked at the busy Nine Sect Cultivators and felt comfortable.

It wouldn't be possible to finish moving these rocks without three or four days.

Hmph! Old Ancestor Mad Miner?

I will work you bastards to death.