15: Chapter 15 Zhao Yi, ten mid-grade spirit stones, one low-grade spirit stone

In any case, Zhao Yi would not use the Approximation Technique in front of these people.

As for Bai Jiatong...

Well, he had no intention of mining at all; he had somehow acquired a reclining chair, lay on it, fanned himself, and watched the five of them mine Spirit Stones.

The sound of *peng-peng* echoed through the mine cave.

【 You have mined a Low-Grade Spirit Stone, experience points +1. 】

Zhao Yi's spirit sensing ring was the first to light up.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

"Zhao Yi, Bai Da, you two switch positions."

"Yes, Young Master Tong."

Zhao Yi picked up the Spirit Stone and stared at Bai Jiatong, motionless. What a joke; he wasn't a member of the Bai family, so why should he listen to Bai Jiatong?

"I'll compensate you. A Medicinal Pill from the Drunken Immortal Residence."

A beam of black light shot straight in front of Zhao Yi. Zhao Yi gathered Spiritual Qi in his hand and caught it directly.

It was indeed a Medicinal Pill with a Seal. This pill would turn into wine upon contact with water, and one piece was worth fifty purple gold coins.

Most Qi Refining Cultivators in the second level of the mine cave kept these pills on hand to relieve fatigue.

In the first level of the mine cave, this item was a luxury. For no other reason than it being too expensive!

After confirming there was no issue with the Medicinal Pill, Zhao Yi turned around and gave up his spot.

Zhao Yi was not a fool. Fifty purple gold coins! It would take mining five Low-Grade Spirit Stones to earn that much.

Now, it was just a simple matter of switching spots.

Zhao Yi, having switched positions, had no complaints at all and swung his hoe to continue his great mining endeavor.

The entire morning passed amidst the *peng-peng* sounds.

Throughout the entire morning, apart from Zhao Yi who mined one Low-Grade Spirit Stone, the other four all came up empty-handed.

At noon, no one stopped.

It was just that Bai Jiatong's smile grew wider, and his expression when looking at Zhao Yi became increasingly strange.

"Clap, clap!"

"Let's go!"

"Work is over, work is over."

When it was almost time, Bai Jiatong clapped his hands and said.

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, you should pack up too. Don't push yourself too hard."

"By the way, I will wait for you outside the mine."

Zhao Mo...

There were still two hours left before the mine cave closed. Quitting this early?

However, this No. 7786 mine cave had been dug almost to completion. Coincidentally, the only remaining dozen or so meters were against the rock face of the No. 7787 mine cave.

Logically speaking, with the mine cave dug out like this, there shouldn't be any Spirit Stones left, not to mention that Zhao Yi had already mined forty-four Low-Grade Spirit Stones from this mine cave.

"Stupid?"

"Just use the Approximation Technique."

"If there are no Spirit Stones, we'll just go back and drink."

"I wonder if Zhou Yan has returned yet?"

With chaotic thoughts, Zhao Yi put away his hoe, formed a hand Seal with both hands, and pressed his whole body against the rock face.

With this strange posture, if an ordinary person saw him, they would just think Zhao Yi was tired and was leaning against the mine wall to rest.

"Approximation Technique,"

"Within twenty meters,"

"The Great Dao is Simple, approximation is naturally formed, numbers are born from the heart, and all things take shape. With a single thought, heaven and earth blur, rounding up or down, the universe determines the number."

"Approximate: ten Mid-Grade Spirit Stones."

"What the hell~"

"What kind of joke is this?"

Zhao Yi opened his eyes wide, then realized what was happening and hurriedly ran to the entrance of the branch mine cave. It was quiet all around; there was absolutely no sound of mining Spirit Stones, which meant there were no Cultivators in the dozens of nearby branch mine caves.

Gulp. Zhao Yi swallowed his saliva.

"Damn it, I really am the chosen one."

"Ten Mid-Grade Spirit Stones~"

"Dig quickly, dig quickly!"

"Eh?"

"Where is my hoe?"

The ten Mid-Grade Spirit Stones had already clouded Zhao Yi's mind; he had forgotten that he had put the hoe into his Storage Pouch.

"Black Ice reflects the Dao, ancient spirits condense."

"The Azure Spirit Scripture inherits the essence of 'stillness', follows the guidance of the 'heart', absorbs the breath of heaven and earth, and transforms the spirit of all things."

"At the beginning, the heart is like newly condensed black ice, all thoughts are silent, leaving only the divine light of the true self."

...

At the critical moment, the general outline of the Azure Spirit Scripture flowed through Zhao Yi's heart, and he began to calm down slowly.

*Peng*~

*Peng*~

Every swing of Zhao Yi's hoe was incredibly firm.

【 You have mined a Mid-Grade Spirit Stone, experience points +100. 】

The egg-sized Spirit Stone fell along with the rock, and Zhao Yi hurriedly picked it up and put it into his Storage Pouch.

Following that, basically every three or four minutes, Zhao Yi was able to mine a Spirit Stone.

As the System kept prompting that experience points were added by one hundred, added by one hundred, Zhao Yi's heart remained very calm, and he kept silently reciting the general outline of the Azure Spirit Scripture.

At this moment, Zhao Yi was like a rambling charlatan, but what he put into his Storage Pouch were all Mid-Grade Spirit Stones.

Boom!

With this swing of the hoe, a large piece of the rock in front of him suddenly fell, and Zhao Yi realized that he had dug through to the No. 7787 and No. 7786 branch mine caves.

In the Storage Pouch, ten Mid-Grade Spirit Stones and one Low-Grade Spirit Stone lay quietly inside.

"Slap!"

Zhao Yi slapped himself to prove that this was not a dream.

"Oh no, there isn't much time left."

On the way out of the mine cave, the surrounding scenery retreated rapidly; the general outline of the Azure Spirit Scripture could no longer suppress Zhao Yi's excited heart.

Meanwhile, Bai Jiatong had already exited the main mine cave and was transmitting his voice to Bai Chuanfeng from a place not far away.

"Nineteenth Uncle, I have confirmed that Zhao Yi just has good luck and doesn't have any secret technique."

"I took people to accompany him in mining for a day today, but the result was that he only mined one Low-Grade Spirit Stone."

"I don't think we need to ask about any secret technique; we should just kill him."

When saying he would kill Zhao Yi, Bai Jiatong's face was calm, as if he wasn't killing a Cultivator, but a chicken.

Before Bai Chuanfeng could speak, the mechanical voice of the Formation Spirit sounded.

"Zhao Yi, ten Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, one Low-Grade Spirit Stone. Wages: one Mid-Grade Spirit Stone and ten purple gold coins."

Bai Chuanfeng...

Bai Jiatong...

Other Cultivators...

They had seen exaggerated things, but they had never seen anything as exaggerated as Zhao Yi.

If people were jealous when Zhao Yi mined one Mid-Grade Spirit Stone, now they were terrified.

This was the first level of the mine cave. Ordinary Cultivators worked themselves to death for a day and couldn't even mine one Low-Grade Spirit Stone. Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, and you mined ten at once?

Bai Chuanfeng glared fiercely at Bai Jiatong. He was now certain that Zhao Yi possessed a mining secret technique.

"This is impossible. I watched you mining with my own eyes. How could you mine ten Mid-Grade Spirit Stones?"

Bai Jiatong was going crazy. In his anxiety, he wanted to go and look at the Spirit Stones Zhao Yi had mined.

"First warning!"

"Approaching the Formation frame, you will be killed without mercy!"

A cold voice suddenly sounded, extinguishing Bai Jiatong's anger.

When Zhao Yi walked out of the main mine cave, many Cultivators gathered around him again, but there was mostly greed in the eyes of these Cultivators, and a few even had naked killing intent.

Zhao Yi took in the expressions of all the Cultivators. He also knew that it wasn't easy being the tall poppy, but he couldn't just not mine the Spirit Stones, could he?

Looking at Bai Jiatong's pale and green face, Zhao Yi coughed.

"Actually, I would like to thank a few Fellow Daoist Bais today. If it weren't for helping me dig through most of the mine cave, I wouldn't have been able to mine so many Spirit Stones."

"Really, thank you all."

"These purple gold coins are a token of my gratitude. Please take them and go buy some wine~"

Zhao Yi slapped the purple gold coins in his hand into Bai Jiatong's hand.

"Don't say I'm stingy. A full ten coins; it's just enough for a pot of Jingyue Wine from Dahe Tower."

"You?"

Bai Jiatong almost broke his teeth; what did Zhao Yi mean by this? This was a slap in the face.

"You..."

"That's really, really good~"