134: Chapter 134 Returning to Baiyu Mountain

Now things were better.

This was no longer just a slap in the face; it was stepping on his face.

Listen to this: how many Spirit Stones did one person dig in a year and a half?

18 Top-Grade Spirit Stones, 4,572 High-Grade Spirit Stones, and he didn't even bother to count the Mid and Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

Facing Li Yingsi's questioning, Zhao Yi didn't bother to respond.

With a wave of his hand, the Spirit Stones stored in the golden palace floating jade palace appeared in the Black Tortoise Hall.

That mountain of Spirit Stones instantly filled half the hall. If the Black Tortoise Hall hadn't possessed its own spatial expansion properties, there probably wouldn't even be a place to stand in the hall right now.

If the vast quantity of Mid and Low-Grade Spirit Stones was shocking, then the mist-shrouded Top-Grade Spirit Stones were treasures in the eyes of the Cultivators.

Even Li Yingsi was not immune to such greed.

"You—"

"I—"

*Spurt—*

Li Yingsi opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his aura instantly withering.

Zhao Yi frowned.

"Qi Deviation?"

"Is his Heart-Nature really this poor?"

Over there, Li Yingzhen didn't care about Li Yingsi at all; he was busy dividing the Spirit Stones.

The four types of Spirit Stones—Top, High, Mid, and Low—were all divided equally into two portions by him.

"Alright."

"Half goes to the Immortal Dynasty, half goes to Zhao Yi."

"What are you standing there for?"

"Hurry up and pack them away."

Zhao Yi...

His original intention in taking out the Spirit Stones was to strike a blow against Li Yingsi so he could go back to digging the Baiyu Mountain Spirit Stone mine alone. He hadn't expected to take the Spirit Stones back.

Li Yingzhen's move caught him off guard.

He quickly asked with his eyes,

"For real?"

Li Yingzhen shot a look back,

"Nonsense, hurry up and put them away."

Only then did Zhao Yi pack up the Spirit Stones.

Then it hit him.

Holy crap, what was he just doing?

He was actually making eyes at another man, and the key was that he actually understood what the other person meant.

"It's over, I'm tainted. We clearly could have used Divine Thought to communicate, why did I choose 'tacit understanding'?"

Zhao Yi was in the midst of regret...

As for those in the Black Tortoise Hall, seeing Zhao Yi put away those Spirit Stones with their own eyes, everyone's eyelids were twitching except for the two parties involved.

With so many Spirit Stones, Zhao Yi actually dared to...

But Li Xuanye didn't say a word, so no one else dared to speak up.

After a short while, Li Xuanye finally spoke: "Fourth Prince, everything remains as before. You are still in charge of Anning Prefecture."

"That's all, you are dismissed."

Dismissed?

Just like that?

Li Yingzhen wanted to say more, but he was pulled back by Zhao Yi, who had come to his senses.

Being able to return to the way things were and dig the Baiyu Mountain Spirit Stone mine alone was enough for him.

After all, there was immortal fate in the Baiyu Mountain Spirit Stone mine, and the yield of Top-Grade Spirit Stones was definitely higher than other mines.

In this way, Zhao Yi could gain experience points.

As long as he could get experience points, he was willing to pay any price.

As he left the Black Tortoise Hall, Zhao Yi glanced at Li Yingsi.

His eyes were dull and his aura was chaotic. Even if he recovered later, he was ruined; his cultivation would likely never progress again in this lifetime.

Being born in the Great Yin Immortal Dynasty, the consequences of one's cultivation being unable to progress were predictable.

On the way to Anning Prefecture, Li Yingzhen seemed to have figured something out.

He looked at the distant white clouds in silence.

Zhao Yi didn't speak; he understood Li Yingzhen's thoughts.

When he saw Li Yingsi's state, Zhao Yi knew that he and Li Yingzhen had been used as tools by Li Xuanye.

The goal was naturally to strike down Li Yingsi.

Li Yingzhen said gloomily, "I'm afraid there will be no peace in Anning Prefecture from now on. Those crazy women from the Xuyin Sect are truly difficult to deal with."

"If I'm not mistaken, it won't be long before some Imperial Consort in the palace passes away."

Zhao Yi...

He only felt mentally exhausted. Heaven knows, he was just a Miner, a Death Cultivator who only wanted to dig mines honestly. Why did they have to involve him in all this?

But when one is in the Jianghu, many things are not within one's own control.

All Zhao Yi could do was protect himself as much as possible while drifting with the current, and nothing more!

...

Anning Prefecture, Baiyu Mountain Spirit Stone mine.

The events that occurred in the Great Yin Immortal Capital had not yet reached this place.

Bai Chuanyu was holding a small leather whip.

With a *crack*, he struck the back of a Wuxiang Sect Cultivator.

"You dog, hurry up and dig!"

"If you don't dig up any Spirit Stones today, go sleep over there—"

Not far away was a deep pit containing a dozen skeletons, mixed with a few fresh corpses.

Bai Chuanyu, who had lived a dull life for four hundred years, had actually found a second spring in the mine, discovering a peculiar kind of joy.

"Pah!"

"You beast, you will die a miserable death!"

The Cultivator who was beaten was covered in whip marks. He swung his hoe against the mine wall, chipping off a palm-sized piece of rock.

"Oh? I'll die a miserable death? Today I'll see who dies a miserable death!"

Saying that, Bai Chuanyu dragged the Cultivator into a corner.

A moment later, screams rang out.

The Cultivators who were digging all tensed up.

Many of them wept in secret.

When will these days ever end?

Just then, a familiar figure appeared in the mine.

"Eh—"

"Is that Old Ancestor Zhao?"

"And the Fourth Prince—"

The original Nine Sect Cultivators were in an uproar. They threw down their hoes and ran to Li Yingzhen and Zhao Yi, crying,

"You two have finally returned."

"If you had come any later, you wouldn't have seen us alive."

Zhao Yi frowned. Although the mine was currently lit as bright as day by heavenly light stones, the air was filled with the stench of rotting corpses.

The original single mine shaft was now dug into a mess, with Branch Mines everywhere.

Around the corner,

Bai Chuanyu was pulling up his pants.

"Do you all want to die?"

"Why aren't you digging for Spirit Stones?"

Li Yingzhen asked: "Who is this?"

"So arrogant?"

A Cultivator said: "The direct grandson of a Bai family Mahayana Cultivator, Golden Core Immortal Master Bai Chuanyu."

"Bai?"

Zhao Yi turned his head; in his eyes, this fellow was already a dead man.

But Bai Chuanyu was still unaware. He dragged a corpse out from the corner and threw it into the deep pit.

"What are you two doing?"

"Are you here to dig too?"

When he saw the faces of Zhao Yi and Li Yingzhen clearly, he was stunned.

"Oh my, where did these top-grade specimens come from? This little face..."

As he spoke, he reached out to touch Zhao Yi's face. Zhao Yi dodged with a flash.

"Who wants to beat him to death?"

Bai Chuanyu's body froze in mid-air, remaining in the posture of trying to touch Zhao Yi, unable to move.

"Thank you, Old Ancestor Zhao, for letting us have our revenge."

Wu Chuan from the crowd lunged forward, swinging his hoe and directly smashing Bai Chuanyu's head.

The other Cultivators also reacted, swinging their hoes and stones to beat Bai Chuanyu into a bloody pulp.

In the mine, other Bai Family Cultivators saw things were going south and tried to flee, but they were blocked by Zhao Yi and subsequently beaten to death by the furious Nine Sect Cultivators.

After killing all the Bai Family Cultivators in the mine, the remaining few dozen Nine Sect Cultivators hugged each other and wept bitterly.

Their sorrow and desolation left Zhao Yi not knowing what to say.

"Alright."

"You all know what happened three years ago."

"It's not that the Fourth Prince and I didn't keep our promise; it was truly beyond human power..."

"Now, you are free."

Those Cultivators looked at Zhao Yi and Li Yingzhen blankly.

Then they bowed, supported each other, and left the mine.

After everyone had left, looking at the blood-stained mine, Li Yingzhen said, "Do you think this was also part of his scheme?"

Zhao Yi suddenly felt his hair stand on end. Recalling Li Xuanye's gentle laughter, he said uncertainly, "That's impossible, right?"