81: Chapter 81 Is this a storage belt?

"System."

【Miner: Zhao Yi】

【Cultivation: Middle Stage of Nascent Soul (Insufficient experience points, cannot upgrade)】

【experience points: 1 / 100】

【Reward: None】

On the attribute panel, that single experience point was particularly eye-catching, and also heart-wrenching.

One swing of the hoe, one Low-Grade Spirit Stone.

Or simply nothing at all.

This familiar feeling made Zhao Yi feel as if he had dreamt of returning to the Lesser Strange Spirit Stone Mine.

Actually, Zhao Yi knew that this state was the normal state for most Death Cultivators; digging for Spirit Stones like he used to was the anomaly.

"Silly Dog, come over and sniff out where there are Spirit Stones."

"Forget it, you'd better go out."

The Spirit Stones in the entire mine seemed to have suddenly disappeared, and even Approximate couldn't find any; Zhao Yi didn't want to waste any more High-Grade Spirit Stones.

Good heavens, who has ever seen a dog looking for Spirit Stones faint from the effort?

Zhao Yi hadn't seen it before, but he had seen it in the past two days.

Because of this, another High-Grade Spirit Stone was fed to the dog.

Well, he, Zhao Yi... a Death Cultivator who was a Soul Transformation Cultivator, had started spending Spirit Stones to work again.

Bang!

Swinging his hoe numbly, Zhao Yi thought it was another Low-Grade Spirit Stone, but then the System's notification sound arrived.

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

Digging that High-Grade Spirit Stone out from the rocks, Zhao Yi said happily: "Damn it, finally broke even."

"Silly Dog, you aren't needed here anymore, go guard the mine entrance."

Zhao Yi was afraid, lest it want to eat Spirit Stones again later.

Eating Spirit Stones was one thing, but wanting to eat High-Grade Spirit Stones? That was terrifying.

If it were any other Cultivator, Zhao Yi believed Approximate would have been cooked eight hundred times over already.

"Woof woof woof~"

Who knew that not only did Approximate not listen to Zhao Yi and go out, but it instead barked frantically at the spot where the Spirit Stone had just been dug up.

"Hmm?"

"There are still Spirit Stones here?"

"Don't rush, I'm coming."

Zhao Yi swung the great sumeru treasure hoe and dug down.

【You dug up a Top-Grade Spirit Stone, experience points + 100.】

"Fuck!"

Other than this word, Zhao Yi didn't know how to describe his mood.

With this one swing of the hoe, he had enough experience points to advance to the Late Stage of Nascent Soul.

Mining really is a case of one swing leading to poverty, and one swing leading to riches; you never know what you'll dig up with the next swing.

"Damn it, after so many days, this man has finally stood up."

It wasn't over yet; Approximate was still barking frantically at the mine wall, even appearing a bit anxious, waving its two front paws as if it intended to dig itself.

"Still more Spirit Stones?"

"Could there be another Top-Grade Spirit Stone?"

"Move aside, move aside, let me do it!"

Zhao Yi hurriedly put the cloud-shrouded Top-Grade Spirit Stone into his Storage Pouch and pulled Approximate aside.

He swung his hoe down.

【You dug up a Top-Grade Spirit Stone, experience points + 100.】

"Hahaha~"

"Another one hundred experience points, come again, come again!"

Picking up that Top-Grade Spirit Stone, Zhao Yi felt his adrenaline surging; one swing of the hoe, worth a million Low-Grade Spirit Stones, who could withstand this?

"I'm digging~"

Zhao Yi was like a madman; wiping the drool from the corner of his mouth, he swung his hoe, and the System's notification sound arrived again.

【You dug up a Top-Grade Spirit Stone, experience points + 100.】

"Heh~" "Hehehe~"

Zhao Yi didn't know if he had gone mad, or if this Spirit Stone mine had gone mad.

"System."

【Miner: Zhao Yi】 【Cultivation: Middle Stage of Nascent Soul (Can upgrade)】 【experience points: 402 / 100】 【Reward: None】

Damn it, in one morning he dug up three Top-Grade Spirit Stones and gained three hundred experience points; Zhao Yi really wanted to ask, who else...

The excited Zhao Yi didn't notice that after he dug out this Spirit Stone, the previously lustrous mine wall instantly dimmed.

And Approximate wagged its tail, appearing somewhat puzzled. After circling a few times, it sat behind Zhao Yi, no longer having that sense of urgency.

Bang bang!

An hour passed; let alone Top-Grade Spirit Stones, Zhao Yi hadn't even dug up a single Low-Grade Spirit Stone.

"Could it be that prosperity leads to decline?"

Ten days later, Zhao Yi confirmed it; it was indeed prosperity leading to decline, because he had come up empty for ten consecutive days—the extremely empty kind, the kind where he hadn't even found a single Low-Grade Spirit Stone.

"Forget it, forget it, anyway, I've already over-fulfilled the task."

"Going out to make a Breakthrough in my Realm."

Zhao Yi hoisted his hoe and called for Approximate.

"Let's go, don't blame me if I forget you later."

The man and the dog walked out of the mine, and just as they were preparing to head to Anning Prefecture city, clusters of white clouds suddenly descended from the sky.

"Zhao Yi, return my brother's life."

"Who are you?" "Which one are you?"

Zhao Yi looked blank; this person looked unfamiliar.

"I am the newly appointed Elder of the Bai family in Anning Prefecture, Void Refining Cultivator Bai Yucan."

"You little thief, the former Elder of the Anning Prefecture Bai family, Bai Yucheng, was indeed killed by you!"

"You have such audacity."

Zhao Yi... what the hell?

When did he leave the Spirit Stone mine? And kill someone? Isn't this a joke?

"Don't you go spouting blood; who killed Bai Yucheng?"

"He is a Soul Transformation Cultivator, how could he be killed so easily?"

Bai Yucan pointed at the colorful ring on Approximate's neck, "The evidence is solid, you cannot deny it."

"This is Yucheng's Storage Belt; if you didn't kill him, why is the Storage Belt in your hands?"

"And you even put it on a dog; you little thief, are you bullying my Bai family for having no one left?"

Bai Yucan's face was beet red, as if he had suffered a great grievance.

"gui yi sword."

A streak of sword light flew from afar, illuminating the entire Anning Prefecture.

"Even if the Fourth Master were here today, he couldn't save you."

"You dare to kill a Soul Transformation Cultivator of my Bai family; this day next year will be your death anniversary."

Zhao Yi... he turned to look at the ring on Approximate's neck; this is a Storage Belt?

Whose waist is this thin? It's about the same size as a dog's neck, are you kidding me?

"Silly Dog, where did you steal the Storage Belt from?"

"Look, you've caused trouble, haven't you?"

Behind him, Bai Yucan's sword light had already arrived; a Void Refining Cultivator is indeed worthy of the name, as this sword strike seemed like it would split the entire Lu Mountain in two.

"Return it to you!"

Zhao Yi grabbed the ring on Approximate's neck and threw it toward the sword light; in just a momentary pause, both the ring and Approximate were annihilated under the sword light.

It wasn't that Zhao Yi was cruel; bringing a dog along would hinder his escape later, and anyway, Approximate was a Spell manifestation, immortal and indestructible.

"Ding!"

As the sword light reached him, Zhao Yi raised the great sumeru treasure hoe and actually blocked the sword light.

"I'll block it!"

Zhao Yi didn't know how this Void Refining Cultivator Bai Yucan had made his Breakthrough; he felt that he was a bit weak.

But very soon, Zhao Yi knew this was his misconception, as a void palm appeared behind him out of nowhere, slapping him down from the white clouds.

Zhao Yi, who fell to the ground, lay flat, his left and right hands drawing different circles.

"The Great Void is silent, formless and traceless. The heart is like still water, the body transforms into the netherworld. Heaven and Earth invert, hiding in the invisible. Heaven and Earth do not perceive, all sounds are silent."

"Immovable Void Technique!"

Before Bai Yucan's gui yi sword arrived, he abruptly vanished from sight.

Bang!

The gui yi sword pierced a sword hole fifty meters deep and ten meters wide at the spot where Zhao Yi had landed.

"Dis—disappeared?"

Bai Yucan simply couldn't believe his eyes; not only did he escape his lock-on and attack, but he could also disappear without a trace. What kind of method was this?

"Find him!"

"Even if you have to dig three feet into the ground, find him."