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

Those who couldn't bear to see Qin Tian die were stunned as they watched this scene unfold.

What happened? Something's not right. Why is it a big man who's fallen?

Qin Tian let out a long breath, feeling much more at ease. He glared at the burly man and said fiercely, "If I see you steal the source again, I'll beat you up every time I see you!"

"I'll beat you until you're crippled!"

"Hiss, they're both in the Sea of ​​Bitterness, how come there's such a big difference?" The old man was very surprised. The usually honest Xiao Qin seemed to have changed.

Three years have passed, and he still doesn't seem to have seen through Qin Tian's true colors.

Qin Tian walked out of the mine carrying a basket on his back.

"What does this have to do with me?!"

The old man shook his head, bent down, and laboriously hoisted the basket onto his back, then staggered along as he followed.

The crowd quickly stepped back and lowered their heads, afraid that Qin Tian would notice them. In their eyes, this eleven or twelve-year-old boy was far more dangerous than the burly man at the Life Spring Realm.

As Qin Tian passed by the basket of source stones, he paused for a moment. Just when everyone thought that Qin Tian would take the basket of source stones as his spoils of war, he paused again.

Qin Tian coldly said, "Take your own source stones back!"

The crowd was stunned for a moment, then rushed forward in a swarm.

"This is my source, this part is my source!"

"What do you mean 'your'? This is my source!"

"Line up, one at a time!"

Qin Tian's voice rang out, startling everyone into quickly lining up, each person taking only one source.

Gradually, some of those whose resources hadn't been taken also joined the queue. Soon, even the resources that the big man had originally dug were taken away.

Looking at the empty basket, the burly man covered his face, looking as aggrieved as a young wife: "No, that's my source!"

"Not anymore!"

Left with no other choice, the big man turned around and led his gang of underlings to continue mining.

The Holy Land of Yao Guang is not a philanthropist. Although there are rules that prevent them from killing people easily, they will still be hung up and beaten if they fail to meet the daily quotas.

In other words, Qin Tian was lucky and was able to complete the corresponding targets within eight hours every day.

The burly man from Mingquan returned to the mine, drawing laughter and chatter: "Little Bug, what happened? You got beaten up like this?"

The burly man with the life force said, "Hey, I bumped into it by accident."

"Haha, you got hit? I think you're the kind of person who sticks their head out and got attacked!" someone mocked.

"You're just a lowly life-force user, what are you pretending to be? You've gotten beaten up now."

At that moment, a dignified voice came from inside the mine: "What's going on? We've only just arrived at Mine A, and someone already dares to bully our people."

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

The newcomer was very tall, even more robust than the first man with the life spring.

As he walked, divine light spread out, revealing him to be a master of the Divine Bridge Realm.

The burly man from Shenqiao's eyes flashed with a cold light: "It seems we need to set some rules for this group of old, weak, sick, and disabled people."

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy.

Just then, a man who looked like a supervisor happened to be patrolling the area and immediately shouted, "Hey, what are you all doing huddled together like this? Get back to work!"

The group of men, who had been so imposing just moments before, immediately scattered like birds and beasts, picked up their hoes, and began mining seriously.

No matter how arrogant they are, they dare not resist the Holy Land of Yao Guang.

Qin Tian was already planning how to rebel against the Yao Guang Holy Land; he wanted more than just a simple escape from the mine.

He's been locked up for so long, he should pay some price.

.........

On the other side, Master Qin, who had been busy all day, strode out of the source mine.

The Mirror of Light, suspended high in the sky, emits a hazy holy light that penetrates the void and reveals the secrets of the human body.

Qin Tian's eyes trembled slightly, and time seemed to stand still at that moment.

The holy light emanating from the Yaoguang Mirror can illuminate space, but it cannot penetrate time. Qin Tian placed the spacetime realm in the space of the previous second. In this second, Qin Tian had nothing on him, so naturally nothing could be reflected.

Once they were out of sight, Qin Tian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time.

"Payouts are here!" a knight who looked like a foreman shouted. His voice, imbued with divine power, reverberated through the air and spread throughout the entire mining area.

The next moment, a crowd of people emerged from the stone house, and soon surrounded the foreman.

Yes, miners also received wages, and they were paid every month.

The so-called wages were actually a small jade bottle containing source liquid, similar to the herbal liquid that Ye Fan drank in the original novel.

This type of source liquid is transformed from source stones and contains the life essence within the source stones. Although a one-pound source stone can be transformed into thousands of bottles of source liquid.

However, for cultivators who have just entered the Sea of ​​Bitterness, it is a considerable tonic, even more effective than the Hundred Herbs Elixir.

As long as the monthly target is met, thirty bottles will be distributed at once. If the source obtained in that month is of sufficient quality, the compensation will be increased accordingly.

This greatly encouraged the miners and provided the Holy Land of Yao Guang with a sufficient number of miscellaneous soldiers.

Qin Tian couldn't help but exclaim, "No wonder it's a great power that has stood on this earth for nearly two hundred thousand years."

"Although we haven't experienced the baptism of capital, we have discovered similar methods of exploiting cattle and horses."

Nearly two hundred thousand years have passed, witnessing the changing winds and the dwindling of the seas and the decay of the rocks. Countless forces and heroes have risen and fallen, yet the Holy Land of Yao Guang still stands there.

Having seen enough, one naturally understands enough. And naturally, one also acquires various methods for managing subordinates.

Although Qin Tian had collected alien sources, divine sources, and the like into the Time-Space Realm.

However, due to good luck, every ordinary source that was mined was of excellent quality, without any flaws, so a total of one hundred and thirty bottles of source liquid were distributed at once.

Holding the pile of source liquid, Qin Tian revealed a bright smile.

"Now that my salary has been paid, I can openly buy the supplies for the ceremony."

……

Wherever there are people, there is a world of its own, and this world is not just about fighting and killing, but also about human relationships and social interactions.

Some foreign monks who had connections with the mine supervisors reached an agreement with the mine to purchase supplies from outside and set up a temporary shop.

They would arrive at the mining area on time to do some small business.

Whenever the mining area distributes source liquid, more or less people will come here to spend some to relieve the fatigue of the past month. As for cultivation? We'll talk about that another day!

Watching the miners rub their hands together, after handing over the source liquid, they couldn't wait to enter the stone house, and then alluring sounds came from the stone house.

Qin Tian remained unmoved. There are more than just a few things you can offer to get men to spend money.

The boss, who was counting the source liquid, looked up and teased, "Young Qin, you've grown up. Want to come in and have some fun?"

Qin Tian shook his head expressionlessly: "No need. Where is what I asked for?"

The boss looked puzzled and said, "I really don't understand. Why are you using the source liquid that was given out to exchange for this stuff instead of cultivating or enjoying it?"

“It’s incomprehensible!”

Qin Tian remained silent; these were crucial materials for his ceremony.

When Qin Tian was first sold to the Yaoguang mining area, he once wanted to escape from there.

Unfortunately, having just entered the sea of ​​suffering, how could he possibly escape the heavily guarded mining area?

Before he could even run away, he was discovered and locked in a dark room for three days and three nights.

After emerging from the dark room, Qin Tian made a vow that he would become stronger, stronger than anyone else.

Qin Tian pondered day and night, reviewing the plot he knew, and finally thought of something that might improve his aptitude: the power of faith.

The power of faith is complementary; it not only benefits believers but also gives them strength in return.

What you keep in mind will surely have a response; the power of thought can be gathered and even used to cultivate a false sense of reality.

Based on this, he developed a ritual to communicate with the source of faith, receive feedback, and thus indirectly improve his own fortune.

The items Qin Tian purchased were the core items for his ritual.

This is also the key reason why Qin Tian has been able to obtain alien resources and divine resources every time he goes down into the mine over the years.

What's a mere hundred bottles of source liquid compared to that?

"Kid, I heard you beat up that new outsider. Good job," the boss said casually. He looked to be in his forties, very well-off, and always had a big smile on his face.

"This has brought honor to our No. 1 mining area!"

"This time, I'll give you a 20% discount."

He then handed a large bottle to Qin Tian.

Qin Tian reminded, "The amount of energy doesn't matter, as long as it tastes good."

"Don't worry, I remember!" the boss waved his hand.

"The products made by my family taste absolutely top-notch; even the ancient clans who have used them all say they are excellent."

Qin Tian didn't speak. He opened the bottle, brought it to his nose, and a milky fragrance wafted out, intoxicating him.

Upon smelling this scent, Qin Tian finally revealed a smile.

"Excellent, a masterpiece!"

This is the conclusion he has drawn after tasting animal milk for many years.

Looking at Qin Tian's smug smile, the shopkeeper scoffed, "I don't know why someone your age still drinks this stuff."

The worker behind him, who was in charge of moving the goods, laughed and said, "Boss, little Qin is only twelve years old. He might not even be weaned yet!"

"Even to have a legitimate reason for drinking milk, they created a non-existent god."

This remark drew a burst of laughter.

"Hahahaha!"

Qin Tian, ​​enraged, retorted, "This is truly an offering I make to the gods. You simply don't understand. Only those who drink beast milk are the true strongmen."

Besides, he only drank it because he didn't want to waste the offerings meant for the gods; what's wrong with being frugal?

The air was filled with joyful laughter.

"Give me a break, you can only become stronger by drinking animal milk?"

The boss scoffed dismissively, "After drinking so much beast milk for so many years, aren't you still just a mine slave?"

Qin Tian remained silent, handed over the money and goods, and then turned and left.

The shopkeeper counted the source liquid Qin Tian handed over and chuckled, "Little Qin's money is much easier to earn than that of those rough old men. We'd love to have more fools like him."

Someone mocked, "Instead of cultivating properly, you're using resources to exchange for beast milk?"

"And you're talking about worshipping some god? Is this god someone who can help you be reincarnated into an ancient, aristocratic family? Or what?!"

Hearing this, Qin Tian, ​​who hadn't gone far, said, "You should also come and pray; maybe your luck will improve."

The crowd laughed and said, "I won't worship him. What's there to worship about a god who only drinks animal milk?"

Qin Tian shook his head. "I gave you a chance, but you didn't do it!"

How could they possibly know how great and powerful the god they claimed only drank animal milk was?

He is the Dao Ancestor, the Immortal Emperor of the End of the Road!

Chapter 4 I offer beast milk as a sacrifice to the great master who loves beast milk the most.

Go back to your room.

Qin Tian took out a wooden plaque from the Sea of ​​Bitterness and placed it on the altar, on which were written two large characters: Shi Hao!

These two simple words seem to overwhelm all the heavens throughout the ages, possessing an aura of absolute dominance.