207: Chapter 207 So what do you suggest we do?

It turned out that the Immortal Stone Mine was densely packed with nearly a hundred Cultivators, filling the entire space.

Zhao Yi looked closely and found these people looked very familiar; they were all the Lower Profound Sect Disciples he had rescued from the Netherworld Hall.

Right now, these Disciples were all Cultivating with their eyes closed, and what surprised Zhao Yi even more was that the majority of them were actually experiencing a Breakthrough in their Realm.

"What happened?"

Zhao Yi was a bit confused, but since so many Disciples were Cultivating, he didn't dare make any noise and could only sit cross-legged on a rock, closing his eyes to rest.

As for Approximate, he had finally finished counting the Immortal Stones.

"Master, there are three hundred and thirty-one Immortal Stones in total."

Zhao Yi...

He glared at Approximate.

"Keep your voice down."

Only then did Approximate notice the situation in the mine, and he was just as bewildered as Zhao Yi.

"Since when did the mine become a place for Cultivation?"

In the blink of an eye, three months passed.

The Disciples Cultivating in the mine woke up one after another.

After waking, the Disciples knelt before Zhao Yi and said,

"Thank you, Ancestral Master, for your kindness in imparting the Dao."

Zhao Yi: "Hmm?"

"Hmm!"

He had doubts in his heart but couldn't ask.

"Since you have finished Cultivating, leave now."

"Do not hinder me from mining Immortal Stones."

Hearing Zhao Yi mention mining Immortal Stones, those Disciples' eyes lit up again.

One bold Disciple asked,

"Ancestral Master, when you mine Immortal Stones, may we meditate and comprehend the Dao nearby?"

"Meditate and comprehend the Dao beside me?"

Zhao Yi seemed to understand a little; these Disciples must have benefited when he was comprehending the Primordial Scripture.

"Approximate, do you have any feelings?"

"Feelings?"

"What kind of feelings?"

Approximate was a bit confused.

"low-grade immortal stones don't taste good; the texture isn't as good as Top-Grade Spirit Stones."

Zhao Yi finally realized.

"You stole and ate the Immortal Stones?"

Approximate hung his head.

"Master, I was wrong."

"There are so many Disciples here, please leave me some Face."

Zhao Yi gritted his teeth and transmitted his voice,

"Fine, I'll give you Face."

"When there is no one around, we will settle this properly."

Then, he changed his expression and looked at those Lower Profound Sect Disciples.

"You may stay if you wish."

The many Lower Profound Sect Disciples looked overjoyed. These three months of Cultivation were equal to the past three years. Now that Zhao Yi allowed them to keep Cultivating in the Immortal Stone Mine, their cultivation levels were truly about to take off.

"However~"

The Disciples were happy for only a short while before Zhao Yi's "however" appeared.

"This mine is narrow; it definitely won't do for so many people to be crowded in here."

"Ten, no."

"Let's say thirty people. Only thirty people can stay in the Immortal Stone Mine to Cultivate; the rest of you, leave."

Mining Immortal Stones to accumulate experience points was what mattered most; Zhao Yi would not let the tail wag the dog and forget his original intention.

"Thirty people?"

The Lower Profound Sect Disciples, who were originally in high spirits, instantly became hostile towards one another.

There were over a hundred Disciples here now, and Zhao Yi was only keeping thirty. Who would leave and who would stay—that was the issue.

But these Disciples seemed to have a tacit understanding, and they all went out of the Immortal Stone Mine together.

Soon after, Spells flew outside the mine, and sword light and blade light crisscrossed.

Three days later,

thirty bruised and battered Disciples helped each other enter the mine.

Zhao Yi nodded.

A point of immortal light flew from his hand, split into thirty parts in mid-air, and landed on those Disciples. Their injuries instantly recovered.

"Thank you, Ancestral Master!"

They had not expected to receive the blessing of Zhao Yi's immortal light; this fight had not been in vain. If those Cultivators outside knew, they would probably die of regret, regretting that they hadn't tried hard enough to compete.

"Don't be in such a hurry to thank me!"

"I will state the ugly truth first: when I am mining, no matter what happens, do not make a sound."

"Otherwise, if you end up in the Dragon's belly, don't blame me for not warning you."

"Roar!"

Approximate opened his mouth and roared at the right moment.

However, as for this sound, Zhao Yi preferred not to comment.

"Yes, we will strictly obey the Ancestral Master's orders."

Those thirty Disciples had already agreed to sit cross-legged along the edge of the mine, where they could see Zhao Yi mining without affecting Approximate's operation of the rocks.

Bang, bang, bang!

Zhao Yi swung the great sumeru treasure hoe, and the Primordial Scripture swirled in his mind again.

He had only the rocks in his eyes and only the Primordial Scripture in his heart; he was both Cultivating and mining.

Approximate, who had been with Zhao Yi for a long time, was shocked.

"Is it this competitive?"

"Before, you only competed in mining, but now you've even started competing in Cultivation."

"Master, are you not going to let anyone live?"

Approximate spouted nonsense; this Nonsense Sutra was also his way of Cultivation.

Mang Mountain, Netherworld Hall.

The nine Hall Masters, led by Gui Xu, were arranged around the surroundings, encircling the flesh and blood of Deep Abyss.

"It's useless. The three-year period has passed."

"Deep Abyss's Divine Soul is shattered and has returned to the heavens and earth; he cannot even be a Soul Cultivator anymore."

"This grudge must be avenged. The Lower Profound Sect must be eradicated, and Zhao Yi must die!" Breaking Delusion said in a deep voice.

"This is not about personal grudges."

"Moreover, the Netherworld Envoy has also fallen at the hands of Zhao Yi. If we cannot resolve Zhao Yi before the Divine Envoy arrives, I fear our lives will be uncertain."

"Furthermore, the Cultivators in the Great Awakening Spirit Realm who oppose the Netherworld Hall are now all gathered at the Lower Profound Sect, which is a perfect opportunity to take them all out in one fell swoop and send them to meet the Seniors of the Great Awakening Sect."

"What do you all think, Hall Masters?"

The Hall Master of the Silent Luo Hall, Wu Xiang, frowned.

"Miao Hua, the Heavenly Immortal, is stiff but not dead, and the remnants of the Great Awakening Sect still exist. I heard they are now preparing some kind of Sutra Comprehension Dharma Assembly."

"Add to that Zhao Yi and the Lower Profound Sect; are we not lacking in strength?"

"Wouldn't it be better to resolve one side first?"

The other eight Hall Masters fell silent.

Whether it was Zhao Yi's secret techniques or Miao Hua's Heavenly Immortal cultivation, both were hard nuts to crack. With the strength of the nine of them, they had no confidence in a one-hit kill against either one.

Just as the nine were silent,

a beam of divine light broke through the air and landed in Gui Xu's hand.

"A message from the Divine Envoy, great."

"The Netherworld Divine Envoy has already located the Great Awakening Spirit Realm."

"Open it quickly and let's see."

Breaking Delusion looked at the jade scroll in his hand, and the joy on his Face instantly turned into a frown.

"The Divine Envoy has been delayed and cannot come to the Great Awakening Spirit Realm in the short term."

"He has passed down a Formation, requiring us to kill the traitor Zhao and the Heavenly Immortal Miao Hua within a hundred years."

"Is the Divine Envoy so confident?"

"What kind of Formation is it?"

"Is it that powerful?"

The other eight Hall Masters looked at the jade scroll in Breaking Delusion's hand.

"Ten Directions Heavenly Net Formation!"

Recite the Heavenly Net Incantation, gather the power of the ten Hall Masters of the Netherworld Hall, and give birth to a Heavenly Net with cultivation reaching the Middle Stage of Heavenly Immortal, capable of killing all enemies!

However~

The Hall Master of the Silent Flame Hall, Jin Xin, cursed,

"Damn it, where are there still ten Hall Masters?"

"Deep Abyss has fallen."

"What kind of Divine Envoy is this? Does he not read our messages at all?"

"Sigh!"

Breaking Delusion sighed.

"Previously, the Left Protector failed the Breakthrough, and Ding Yu had not yet been promoted and also fell at the hands of Zhao Yi."

"Now, we can only let the Left Deacon, Jian Xu, fill the vacancy left by Deep Abyss."

When Jin Xin heard this, he was silent at first.

After waiting for a long time and seeing no one speak,

he asked in return,

"But Jian Xu only has Mahayana cultivation and has not yet achieved Immortal Ascension. Can he take on this responsibility?"

Gui Xu looked at the distant sky, which was the direction of the Lower Profound Sect, and said leisurely,

"Then what do you propose?"

"I..."

Jin Xin was lost for words.