Covering the Heavens: Its fortune endures forever, sweeping across all heavens.

After all, miners aren't cattle or horses. They won't spend their own money to see a doctor or buy coffee.

When the miners are exhausted and die, the losses all go to the Yao Guang Holy Land.

So the treatment is decent. There won't be any situation where they work themselves to death, since buying and selling mining slaves also requires resources.

Of course, if the rules are violated, Yao Guang Holy Land doesn't mind replacing the mining slaves with a new batch.

The three-shift system is the best solution that Yaoguang Holy Land has summarized over tens of thousands of years.

A skilled miner can typically work for around two hundred years, eight hours a day.

Compared to working 18 hours a day and then losing everything in 30 or 40 years, this is much more cost-effective.

Moreover, giving miners time to train not only extends their mining time, but also allows for the selection of some outstanding knights to inject fresh blood into the workforce.

Of course, all of this is on the premise that you have to dig up enough sources.

If we can't dig enough, we'll have to keep digging, working overtime.

Fortunately, Qin Tian was lucky enough to gather enough resources for the day within eight hours of work, so he didn't need to work overtime.

Just as they were about to leave the mine, they were blocked by a crowd of people in front of them.

Beside him were many other miners like him, who, after mining enough resources, planned to return to the surface to rest.

Mining is a very tiring task. The source is enveloped by the earth's vein energy, and even a cultivator would have to exert a great deal of effort to extract it from the earth's vein energy.

Now, the exit is blocked by a group of people, standing in front of the gate.

The burly man at the head of the group shouted, "Hey, wait a minute, everyone!"

"Let the old men check first to see if there are any damaged Originium."

"Please, gentlemen, have a moment of kindness and help you choose them, so as not to offend the eyes of the esteemed elders of the Yao Guang Holy Land."

As he spoke, he put an extremely pure source into his bag and placed it in his basket.

Qin Tian frowned and asked, "Who are they? Why are they so arrogant?"

An old man next to Qin Tian said, "I heard that they came from the mine next door and are already great cultivators in the Life Spring Realm. They are not to be trifled with."

Where there are people, there are opportunities for conflict; where there is conflict, there will be disputes. Even miners are no exception; collecting protection money is a common occurrence.

"No one dares to mess with them?" Qin Tian frowned.

"Who dares to mess with us!" the old man shook his head.

"Once the divine bridge is built and we reach the other side, we can get rid of our status as miners and have the potential to become candidates for knights of the Holy Land of Yao Guang." The old man looked on with envy.

Qin Tian raised an eyebrow: "So... they're scrambling for high-quality source stones to increase their points?"

The fact that the Yao Guang Holy Land has been able to exist on the Beidou land for nearly 200,000 years naturally means that it has a strict talent promotion process to ensure that the Yao Guang Holy Land always has fresh blood. Moreover, with the Supreme Emperor Weapon in hand, it is enough to deter any outsiders with bad intentions.

Even mining slaves can be promoted; as long as their cultivation level is high enough and their contributions are substantial enough, they can escape slavery.

Furthermore, the mines also offer a way for miners to train, which is through points.

As long as you dig out enough sources, you can earn points. When you reach a certain number of points, you can enter the library and choose scriptures or secret techniques.

Although they were all worthless junk to the Yao Guang Holy Land, they were an immense fortune to a group of cultivators who had not even reached the Sea of ​​Wheels stage.

Not every rogue cultivator can obtain an Emperor Scripture for cultivation as easily as Ye Hei.

Even if it is just a scripture compiled by a powerful being, it is still an excellent scripture for independent cultivators.

Moreover, those who are able to ascend to the Sea of ​​Wheels will be absorbed by the Holy Land of Yao Guang.

After all, being able to ascend to the Sea of ​​Wheels despite such arduous labor is a genius, worthy of being recruited into the Yao Guang Holy Land and becoming a great knight of the outer sect.

Don't be fooled by the fact that in the original work, Lun Hai and Dao Gong are insignificant ants whose names aren't even worth mentioning.

However… in reality, cultivators at the Sea of ​​Wheels Realm can obtain considerable status in the Yao Guang Holy Land, and when sent out, they can at least become the masters of a cave heaven, in charge of the life and death of tens of thousands of people. Cultivators at the Dao Palace Realm can dominate a country.

After all, if a group of cultivators who were not even at the Great Power level dared to attack the Azure Emperor's Tomb, one can imagine how severely the Big Dipper has declined.

The Yao Guang Holy Land doesn't care who brings out the Source Stones; they'll all end up going to the Yao Guang Holy Land anyway.

Looking at the line of burly men in front of him, each searching for Originium.

They would take any source stones of good quality, but they didn't dare take too many, only one, to avoid angering the crowd. With so many people, even those at the Life Spring Realm would be overwhelmed.

"Do not impulse!"

"Just bear with it, that's a master of the Life Spring Realm." The old man stopped Qin Tian, ​​glancing warily at the lazy big man in the crowd. At this moment, the big man, who was surrounded by everyone, seemed to notice the gaze, gave him a fierce look, and quickly lowered his head to continue counting the source stones.

He didn't even dare to look the big man in the eye.

Although all the valuable source stones on Qin Tian's body were sent into the Time-Space Realm, why not just bear with it?

The old man beside Qin Tian was still advising him: "There are too many of them, you can't beat them."

"I heard they have another leader, and they're only one step away from reaching the other side. It's just a source after all, so losing it won't matter. Young man, learn carefully, this is the way to survive." He kept talking.

Qin Tian stopped listening. He could tolerate it before, but things were different now.

"I was enslaved in the mines because my sect was defeated and destroyed, and I was sold into slavery."

Qin Tian hardened his heart: "The strong prey on the weak. My ancestors lost, and I accept it."

"I have endured humiliation and hardship for so many years, not just to live for the sake of living."

"I've always wanted to get out of here. I want... revenge!"

"Let's avenge ourselves against those bandits and outlaws!"

"Now... the time for patience is almost up."

After years of lying low, his ritual is about to be completed, his fortune has accumulated considerably, and he has mastered the Eyes of Time and Space. He can now be a little more high-profile to test the attitude of the person in charge of the source mine before deciding how to proceed.

Qin Tian walked out silently.

As expected, they were stopped.

"Ahhhh!"

A short guy swaggered over and said, "What do you want to do... (⊙o⊙) Wow!"

A loud "bang" echoed throughout the mine.

Chapter 3 Ritual to Enhance Luck

Qin Tian was stopped, but his beautiful eyes remained calm as he looked at the other person. Without hesitation, he made his move decisively.

A punch landed squarely on the obstructor's abdomen. A faint surge of dark divine power rippled through the air, and with a crack, the obstructor's spine snapped. His eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he slammed to the ground, kicking up a thick cloud of dust.

The burly man at the head of the group, seeing Qin Tian send his underling flying, immediately darkened his face and said, "You dare to lay a hand on my man?"

Enraged, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy nearby shouted, "You dare to resist? You're finished! Brothers, get him together! I'm going to beat him so badly he won't be able to get out of bed for six months!"

Just then, several more fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boys squeezed into the crowd. Any cultivator who dared to resist would be punished.

Otherwise, how would they complete their task targets?

Should I continue mining on my own?

The people around immediately showed fear and quickly backed away, seemingly recognizing these people.

The group activated their divine power; each of them was a master at carving out their own path through the sea of ​​suffering. Among a group of ordinary mine slaves, they were extraordinary.

Four or five of them rushed forward together.

Then... smoke and dust billowed up, the ground trembled several times, and the people were instantly sent flying by Qin Tian, ​​the specks of light clinging to their bodies were scattered.

They screamed in agony, spitting out mouthfuls of blood, their bodies convulsing.

Qin Tian's Bitter Sea trembled. It was pitch black and looked lifeless. It was about the size of a palm. A Bitter Sea of ​​this size should have already broken through to the Life Spring Realm, but Qin Tian's Bitter Sea was still lifeless.

Qin Tian suppressed his cultivation level, preventing himself from breaking through to the Life Spring.

He used all his excess energy to expand the Sea of ​​Bitterness, creating a Sea of ​​Bitterness far larger than that of ordinary cultivators.

The sea of ​​suffering, far surpassing that of ordinary people, unleashed a powerful divine force, sending them back one by one with a single kick.

"Looks like I'll have to take matters into my own hands!" The burly leader's face darkened instantly as he looked at his fallen underlings. A rainbow light appeared beneath his feet, lifting him off the ground and flying him to the top of the mine.

The inky divine power surged, and a divine power that surpassed the sea of ​​suffering erupted forth.

"Oh no, Qin, run!" The old man who had initially tried to dissuade Qin Tian shouted, "Get out of here! Once you're outside, with the Yao Guang Holy Land watching, he won't dare do anything to you."

"That child is finished. How could a cultivator in the Bitter Sea Realm possibly defeat a cultivator in the Life Spring Realm?"

The onlookers all looked up and turned their heads away, seemingly unable to bear to see what was about to happen.

With a flash of light, the burly man pounced forward like a ghost, his speed unbelievable and inconsistent with his massive appearance.

He gathered dark divine power in his palm and fingers, and slashed at Qin Tian's neck like a knife.

He didn't use his full strength; in his opinion, this palm strike was enough to cleave Qin Tian in half and take half his life.

Qin Tian's eyes widened. His originally dark eyes gradually gleamed with a silver light, and countless streams of light flickered in his left eye, making time seem to pass more quickly in his vision.

In the next few seconds, the big man's movements, expressions, and the flow of his divine power were all displayed in Lai Qintian's eyes.

Having received information about the future, Qin Tian reacted quickly, taking two steps to the side and dodging the attack very naturally.

Then, with a "bang," it grabbed the big man's hand.

"Let go!"

Although the big man was somewhat surprised that Qin Tian was able to catch his attack, he did not think that Qin Tian could pose a threat to him, and then tried to forcefully throw Qin Tian away.

However, things took another unexpected turn. His hand seemed to be bound by the ancient divine mountain, making it impossible for him to shake it off.

"I won't, so what are you going to do about it!"

After Qin Tian grabbed that hand, he lifted it with ease, as if he were grabbing an inflatable man, and swung it around, slamming it to the ground repeatedly.

"Boom!"

A cloud of dust billowed up, and two human-shaped craters appeared on either side of Qin Tian.

With so many sources at his disposal, Qin Tian remained steady and did not deliberately try to improve his cultivation level. However, this did not mean that he would not use these sources for other purposes, such as using the life essence contained within them to improve his physique.

Although it is far inferior to a sacred body or a divine body, it is still significantly different from a mortal body.

"Tch, what a weak Life Spring Realm!" Qin Tian scoffed.

"You're asking for death!" The burly man from Mingquan roared in fury, his eyes flashing with cold light as he stared at Qin Tian as if he were already dead.

He retrieved an ancient, simple seal from the sea of ​​suffering; it was dazzlingly beautiful, shimmering with emerald light.

In an instant, the small seal flew out, rapidly enlarging and pressing down on Qin Tian. The divine seal was ancient and carried a heavy pressure.

"My God, that's a legendary artifact!"

A passerby remarked, "Incredible! Even some cultivators in grotto-heavens cannot forge divine runes into artifacts."

Facing the ancient seal that resembled a small mountain, Qin Tian assumed a posture of supporting the sky, holding up the ancient and simple seal. Under the immense pressure, Qin Tian felt as if a mountain had descended, the ground beneath his feet cracked open, and his legs sank deep into it.

"My God, he actually held on!"

"A cultivator at the Bitter Sea Realm actually withstood the weapon? It's unbelievable!" a passerby exclaimed.

Chickens pecking at each other...

"It's not over yet!" the big man sneered repeatedly.

The life spring surged, and another jet-black flying sword flew out. It was more like an iron plate than a flying sword, clearly indicating that this weapon had not yet been properly forged.

However, judging from the rainbow light attached to the "sword", this "weapon" is still dangerous. The rainbow light is mysterious and can cut through iron like mud.

The flying sword tumbled and flew towards Qin Tian at an extremely fast speed.

Qin Tian lowered his head, as if he was being suffocated by the ancient seal that resembled a palace, but in reality, it was just to conceal some strange phenomena.

Qin Tian's eyes reflected his own image. A hazy fragment of cosmic light, carrying his own shadow of time, attached itself to Qin Tian's body, causing his divine power to surge and transcend the limits of the Bitter Sea.

"Get up!" Qin Tian roared.

With strength that could uproot mountains and an aura that could overturn the world, Qin Tian actually overturned the enormous ancient seal.

Then, he coldly stared at the flying sword hurtling towards him, a layer of divine light enveloped his legs, and with a kick in mid-air, sent the flying sword flying.

With a burst of divine power, Qin Tian kicked the burly man to the ground, pinning him down. He then unleashed a barrage of punches, each landing on the man covered in divine light with a sound like thunder.

Each punch was more powerful than the last, fueled by the rage in his heart. In the end, the protective divine aura was shattered, and the fists landed on the big man, echoing the screams of agony with the thunderous blows.