I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

The tone was slightly commanding, yet it also sounded as if it were simply stating a fact.

The old miner looked suspiciously at the rock face, then at Zhang Yangqing's calm face.

Based on his decades of experience, he judged that this place, in terms of rock texture, color, and surrounding environment, did not seem like a place where high-grade ore could be produced.

But thinking of Zhang Yangqing's previous "miraculous" actions, the old miner gritted his teeth.

"Okay, I'll trust you this once!"

He didn't even let Zhang Yangqing dig by himself. He rolled up his tattered sleeves, habitually spat twice into his palm, and even though he couldn't spit it out, he raised his pickaxe, aimed it at the approximate location Zhang Yangqing pointed out, and began to dig.

Ding! Clang! Bang!
Sparks flew as the pickaxe struck the rock.

At first, what was dug out were indeed some gray, worthless rubble.

The old miner was a little uneasy, wondering if he was wasting his energy, why should he dig just because the miner told him to.

But when he dug to a depth of about three feet, and as Zhang Yangqing had instructed, he slightly adjusted the angle and forcefully swung the pickaxe down to the lower left!

"Qiang!"

A distinctly different, crisp impact sound rang out!

The old miner perked up and quickly and carefully cleared away the surrounding rubble.

Under the dim light of the miner's lamp, a warm, pale silver luster, like solidified moonlight, shone through the cracks in the rock!

His heart pounded as he carefully pried open the surrounding rocks.

Soon, a piece of mineral, about the size of a human head, irregularly shaped, but with a surface covered with beautiful silver patterns and tiny crystal clusters, was exposed to the air.

The ore feels slightly heavy in the hand, with a cool touch that carries a strange warmth, as if a faint energy flows within it.

"This is 'Moon Pattern Silver Core Ore'! It's of extremely high quality!"

The old miner's voice trembled with excitement.

This ore is far more valuable than the black iron associated crystals he had previously mined. Based on his experience, this piece is worth as much as an ordinary miner's harvest after several days of hard work!
We've taken a big step closer to meeting the contribution requirements for becoming a Charioteer!

With trembling hands, he handed the precious ore to Zhang Yangqing. The look in his eyes had changed from initial gratitude and admiration to near-awe and disbelief: "Brother! How did you know? This place shouldn't be possible at all."

This is because the Moon Pattern Silver Core Mine is covered with many inferior ores, which suppress its aura.

Therefore, even though this place is near the entrance, no miners will come to dig here, which leads veteran miners to believe at first glance that there will definitely be no goods here.

The old miner's tone also reveals a change in attitude. He used to call Zhang Yangqing "little brother," but now he calls him "buddy," which shows a shift in his attitude and a greater sense of admiration. This is exactly what Zhang Yangqing needs.

Zhang Yangqing didn't accept the ore at all. Perhaps in the eyes of the old miners, it was something very rare, but he acted as if he didn't care. His expression seemed to say: It's just scrap, take it.

While accepting this boast, Zhang Yangqing showed no surprise on his face and casually said, "I only know a little about feng shui." "Feng? Feng shui?" The old miner tremblingly accepted the ore, but he was completely bewildered by the term and could not understand it at all.

He had heard of mineral identification, danger warnings, and survival skills in his life, but what was "feng shui"? He had never even heard of it.

Seeing his confusion, Zhang Yangqing explained in simple terms: "You can think of it as a method of observing the terrain, airflow, and energy concentration and dispersion. Although this place appears barren, the rock strata have a hidden strength."
The earth's energy is subtly swirling, and the rough rocks above seem to conceal a hidden gem. All these signs indicate that there is something of value hidden beneath; however, it is necessary to find the right "eye" (or "gap").

The old miner was completely bewildered. He seemed to understand each word individually—"concealing the edge," "returning," "hiding the jade," "eye"—but when put together, he couldn't comprehend it at all.

But this did not prevent him from reaching a crystal-clear conclusion: the seemingly young man in front of him, who had just arrived, was definitely a highly capable and unassuming master!

My own simple methods, relying on my tongue and ears, are utterly insignificant compared to their "mysterious" techniques!
Thigh! This is an incredibly thick thigh! I have to hold on tight!

At this moment, the chat in the Dragon Kingdom's live stream exploded after a brief silence:

Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! What am I seeing? Zhang Tianshi is doing feng shui and prospecting for minerals in a world of supernatural tales? This cheat code is just too uniquely sophisticated!
Surveying a mining area? Sorry, I only know a tiny bit about feng shui. (doge)

Other chosen ones: licking stones on the ground. Zhang Tianshi: Determining fate with a single finger. The difference in prestige is immense from the very beginning!
Hilarious! I could laugh for a year at that bewildered look on the old miner's face! What's "feng shui"? Can you eat it?
I thought Zhang Tianshi would play it safe and develop his skills cautiously this time, but I didn't expect him to show off his skills right from the start. But thinking about it carefully, it makes sense that a Taoist master would understand feng shui and geomancy, right? (laughs)

Is the "slight understanding" of Zhang Tianshi the same as the "slight understanding" of ordinary people? I suspect he could even calculate the ancestors of this mine for eighteen generations!
It has to be said that there are many people in the comments who understand Zhang Yangqing. While it's an exaggeration to say that he can calculate the ancestry of the mines for eighteen generations, it's not a problem for him to calculate Zhang Yangqing's lineage for sixteen or seventeen generations.

If someone asks, what's the difference?
Zhang Yangqing would definitely answer: Keep a low profile, keep a low profile!

In the world of supernatural tales, Zhang Yangqing's gaze had already crossed the small beginner area and was directed towards the deep darkness deeper within Mine No. 7.

He knew that this was just an initial area for the chosen ones to quickly familiarize themselves with the identity of miners and practice basic skills.

The real dangers, the real opportunities, and the high-quality deposits that determine whether one can become a "Juggernaut" or even find "something that doesn't belong to this world" are surely hidden in the deeper, more treacherous core of the mineral veins.

Whether they can find it and bring it back alive depends on the chosen ones' individual judgment, intelligence gathering and analysis, and their deep understanding and flexible application of the rules.

In fact, as soon as Zhang Yangqing entered this area, after a brief scan, he already had a preliminary judgment in his mind about which places nearby might have "goods" based on his profound knowledge of feng shui and his keen perception of energy flow.

The reason he waited for the old miner to dig out an ordinary piece of ore using traditional methods before casually pointing to a better one was not just to save time or show off; it was a subtle psychological manipulation and strategy.

He wanted to reinforce the old miners' impression that their decades of experience, gained through blood and tears, were worthless in the face of his "mysterious" methods.

What I do may seem casual, but it is far more effective than your all-out effort.

My discarding of what you treasure means I'm capable of finding something better.

Once this impression takes root, combined with gratitude for being saved and the calm wisdom displayed, it will form an unbreakable belief in the old miner's mind: this "young brother" is unfathomable and omnipotent; only by following him can one survive and have hope.

This worship and trust will deepen with each “miraculous” performance.

Zhang Yangqing didn't even bother to look at the "Moon Pattern Silver Core Mine" that would make miners fight tooth and nail for it, and simply told him to accept it. This casual act of charity carried more weight than any words.

It silently proclaimed: Better things are within my grasp. (End of Chapter)