128: Chapter 128 A Long Way Off

In the mine, the Nine Sect Cultivators watched the gloomy-faced Zhao Yi, none daring to step forward to ask what had happened.

"No matter what, I must dig up enough experience points to reach the Late Integration Stage."

As for Li Yingzhen, who had lost contact, Zhao Yi could only feel sorry for him.

"Silly Dog, come out now."

Inside his Dantian, in the golden palace floating jade palace, Approximately was lying on a pile of Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, grunting like a pig, stuffing its face with Spirit Stones.

Hearing Zhao Yi's call, it transformed directly into golden characters and appeared at Zhao Yi's feet.

"Big Brother, has your taste declined?"

"Why are you eating Mid-Grade Spirit Stones now?"

Approximately...

If it could talk, it would surely retort to Zhao Yi.

Wasn't it your old self's requirement that I couldn't eat High-Grade Spirit Stones?

Unfortunately, it couldn't speak, only roll its eyes.

"What is that expression?"

"It's just a few Spirit Stones, could I possibly be shorting you?"

"Here, take them and eat."

This time, Zhao Yi went all out, offering a full thirty High-Grade Spirit Stones.

"Woo~"

Approximately showed an expression of disbelief, as if asking, "Are these all for me?"

"Naturally, they are all yours."

"Am I, Zhao, the kind of stingy person?"

As soon as Zhao Yi's words fell, Approximately pounced directly onto the thirty High-Grade Spirit Stones, opening its bloody mouth to devour them.

"Wait!"

Zhao Yi gripped Approximately's neck with one hand.

"Silly Dog, I'm not giving you these Spirit Stones for free. In this mine, where are the Top-Grade Spirit Stones?"

Zhao Yi didn't plan to act anymore; he went straight to the big move.

"Woo woo~"

Approximately whimpered.

Yet, Zhao Yi strangely understood what it meant.

"You mean, the larger the range of the Spell, the greater your ability, and right now it's only twenty meters?"

"Is that so?"

Zhao Yi seemed to recall that once, a shrunken version of Approximately had indeed appeared.

"Approximation Technique,"

"Within one hundred meters,"

"The Great Dao is Simple, Approximate is Heaven-Made, Numbers arise from the heart, All things take form. Once a thought arises, Heaven and Earth blur, Rounding to the nearest, The Universe is determined."

Following Zhao Yi's voice, the Approximately that was lying on the Spirit Stones faded away little by little, turning into golden characters that reassembled into a new Approximately.

"Woof woof..."

Seeing the shrunken Approximately, Zhao Yi was dumbfounded.

What a lapdog, considering that previously, Approximately had been the size of a normal rural dog.

"You mean..."

"Body size shrinks, detection range doubles?"

Zhao Yi held his chin, looking at Approximately thoughtfully.

He seriously suspected this Silly Dog was doing it on purpose; why hadn't it made it clear earlier?

However, thinking back, Zhao Yi was also silly himself. The Approximation Technique could adjust its range based on cultivation; there was no reason its ability would be worse after transformation, right?

"I am now in the Middle Stage of the Integration Realm. How large is the detection range of Approximately?"

Zhao Yi became interested.

"Approximation Technique,"

"Within one thousand meters,"

"The Great Dao is Simple, Approximate is Heaven-Made..."

Approximately reassembled again, turning into a teacup dog that could be held in one hand.

"Oh my god."

"Awesome."

"Doggy, I didn't expect you to have this ability."

"Quick, quick, see which direction I can dig to find Top-Grade Spirit Stones?"

The uncertainty of the Great Yin Immortal Dynasty made Zhao Yi anxious.

The shrunken Approximately ignored Zhao Yi's words, instead looking at the Spirit Stones beside it.

"Woo wah~"

Approximately opened its mouth and swallowed the thirty High-Grade Spirit Stones in one gulp.

Zhao Yi...

Swallowed thirty adult-fist-sized stones in one gulp?

Looking at Approximately's small body, he sighed sincerely: "You can really eat!"

"Woof~"

"What? You didn't get enough?"

"Tch, take it!"

"Spirit Stones, there's plenty."

Soon, Zhao Yi regretted it, wishing he could slap himself.

Because after swallowing the thirty High-Grade Spirit Stones, Approximately looked at Zhao Yi pitifully again.

"Still not enough?"

Approximately nodded.

Zhao Yi...

He could only take out another thirty High-Grade Spirit Stones.

Watching Approximately swallow those stones in one gulp,

Well, it hurt a little...

That was already sixty High-Grade Spirit Stones. In terms of Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, that was six thousand, and if it were Low-Grade Spirit Stones, that would be six hundred thousand.

Looking at Approximately, Zhao Yi felt a bit dazed.

What?

Do Spirit Stones depreciate too?

Thinking back to the past, when he had no hope of cultivation and owed four thousand Spirit Stones, it was so difficult.

But now, he was actually using six hundred thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones to feed a dog. If he told his past self, he would probably be considered a fool, right?

"Woof~"

Approximately was biting Zhao Yi's pant leg.

"What are you saying?"

"Still not full?"

"You damn thing, that's sixty High-Grade Spirit Stones already."

Zhao Yi's voice had become shrill.

Around Zhao Yi, the Nine Sect Cultivators were outwardly carrying rocks, but their attention was actually on this side.

When they heard "sixty High-Grade Spirit Stones," many Cultivators were stunned.

"My god, this dog..."

"Except for Old Ancestor Zhao, we can't afford to keep it."

Seeing that the three-year deadline was approaching, many Cultivators had set their sights on Approximately.

Stealing Approximately was a bit difficult, but finding a shiny female dog and birthing a little Approximately was the preferred method.

But now, their plans were shattered.

Eating sixty High-Grade Spirit Stones at once—who could afford to raise such a dog?

Even more shocking was that Zhao Yi took out another thirty High-Grade Spirit Stones, bringing the total to ninety High-Grade Spirit Stones.

Haha, using ninety High-Grade Spirit Stones to feed a dog, unless they were crazy.

And Zhao Yi was also acting a bit neurotic, terrified that Approximately would ask him for more Spirit Stones.

Fortunately, Approximately seemed full.

"Woof!"

Zhao Yi understood.

Follow it.

Then, Approximately shot into the mine wall like a cannonball.

Looking at the bowl-sized hole in the mine wall, Zhao Yi was stunned.

"This..."

"Damn it, how am I supposed to follow?"

But just for a moment, Zhao Yi reacted.

Waving his hoe, he started digging towards that bottomless hole.

The rumbling sound once again echoed throughout the mine.

The relaxed Nine Sect Cultivators became nervous again.

"It's over."

"I thought we could relax for the last month, now it's ruined."

"It looks like Old Ancestor Zhao is going to squeeze us dry."

The Nine Sect Cultivators wailed, no longer caring about the matter of Approximately.

As rocks fell, no one expected that without Approximately, the Spirit Stones embedded in the rocks would go uncollected.

"It's been a whole day, and the System hasn't made a single notification sound."

"This Dead Dog, could it have eaten my Spirit Stones and run away?"

Zhao Yi waved his great sumeru treasure hoe, continuously digging forward along that hole.

Having not dug up a single High-Grade Spirit Stone in a whole day, this familiar feeling gave Zhao Yi every reason to suspect that Approximately had run off with his Spirit Stones.

"Damn it, being deceived by a female Cultivator is one thing."

"If I get scammed by a Spell-beast again, I might as well commit suicide to apologize. Being this frustrated, what's the point of living?"

Actually, Zhao Yi was just venting. As long as he cast the Approximation Technique again, regardless of whether Approximately ran or died, it would reappear.

With such a perverted summoning method, Zhao Yi really wasn't afraid of Approximately.

One day...

Two days...

Five days...

Ten days...

In the blink of an eye, twenty-three days passed. Zhao Yi's originally calm heart was wavering; the time spent empty-handed was reaching his limit.

And the hole that Approximately had rammed out was still as deep and dark as ever. It felt like digging to the end was far from over.