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Chapter 42: Prison Bully
"You just had your marrow washed."

Jin Ye quickly judged it, but his tone was cold, "But, you are only at the sixth level, and I am at the seventh level. You can't beat me."

He could see that Chen Lang was more seriously injured than him.

Chen Lang sneered, "You are so weak, how dare you say that? Prepare to die."

He pushed the Lingyun Step to its limit, and even a shadow clone appeared, fighting against Mr. Jin.

After another three rounds, Mr. Jin's face looked grim. Chen Lang was right. He was indeed out of breath. After all, it was not easy to survive in such an environment.

"Fellow Daoist! We work hard every month to mine, but only get a salary of ten spirit stones, which is not enough to recover from our injuries. I have one last piece of advice for you!"

Mr. Jin showed his killing intent, "If you don't stop, I will free you in advance!"

He was not afraid at all, he just didn't want to engage in these meaningless fights.

Chen Lang didn't say anything. He felt severe pain all over his body, but he didn't care. He slapped his abdomen hard, shattering his dantian.

In an instant, the spiritual energy in his body surged out, his blood vessels swelled, his skin oozed blood, and blood gushed out of his seven orifices, but his aura surged several times.

"Good boy!" Mr. Jin was shocked. Are you trying to live?

He stood up and was about to run, but Chen Lang grabbed one of his legs, broke it with a palm, and then hit his back several times, causing Jin Ye to cough up blood.

But a golden light appeared on Jin Ye's chest, blocking the attack. He still sneered, "Want to drag me to death? Impossible. Goodbye."

He changed his fighting tactics and tried his best to protect himself. The man's dantian had been shattered. As long as he could hold on for a while, he would win.

Chen Lang's last punch exploded the golden light on Jin Ye's chest, seriously injuring him. Then his eyes went black and his limbs became weak. Jin Ye took the opportunity to escape.

"Go on your way." Grandpa Jin huddled in the corner, staring at him and said.

Chen Lang calmly opened the system and took out the pill.

[You have used the Nine Revolutions Pill, and your condition has been fully restored. ]

Soon, the blood no longer seeped from his facial features, his skin returned to its normal color, and his shattered dantian reorganized and returned to its original state.

"Who's going?" Chen Lang brushed the dust off his clothes and walked forward. He used all his skills and used a Nine Revolutions Pill, but Mr. Jin was half dead and was no match for him.

Jin Ye was stunned. How come he was fine all of a sudden? What did he eat just now? What kind of magical power was this?
"Brother, do you think one room is enough? How about connecting them and giving you two?"

……

Three minutes later, Chen Lang sat against the wall and looked around. Jin Ye sat next to him, practicing internal energy to heal his wounds.

A few skinny guys were holding shovels and struggling to break through the two compartments.

"Xiao Jin."

"I'm here."

How many brothers do we have in total?" Chen Lang asked.

Jin Ye replied, "It's hard to say. We are just one sub-division. There are three others. Some come and some leave. The whole mine has about three or four hundred people."

"Can you still walk?" Chen Lang asked.

He heard before he came that once he came, he couldn't leave.

Mr. Jin looked at the two bodies dragged to the side and asked, "Didn't you send them away?"

Chen Lang thought it made sense, and asked, "What is the highest level of cultivation?"

"It should be you. The higher ones are the regulators." said Mr. Jin.

Chen Lang corrected, "Shouldn't it be you? I'm only at the sixth level of Qi Refining."

Mr. Jin had a blank expression on his face. “Whatever you say is what it is.”

"What about the others?" Chen Lang knew it was definitely not that simple. If the supervision was the strictest, people like Jin Ye would have run away long ago.

“As for those at a higher level, they should be the mountain master. He must be a cultivator who has established his foundation. He may be close to forming a golden core. Besides, there are guards nearby. There are quite a few of them. They are all masters who have already established their foundation.” Grandpa Jin said.

Chen Lang fell into deep thought. It seemed that it was impossible for him to overturn the mine, even if he united all the miners.

The gap between the great realms cannot be made up by the number of people.

We have to think of another way.

With a clang, the iron door outside opened.

Two supervisors pushed a cart and pulled a large bucket to deliver food. One supervisor came to Chen Lang, took out a portrait and checked his face, "Are you Chen Lang?"

Chen Lang nodded, "It's me."

The supervisor said expressionlessly, "Elder Shi asked me to serve you well, but I have to inspect you recently, so I am not available. If you behave yourself, work honestly, and don't fight or cause trouble, you can avoid some of the physical pain."

Beside him, the strong man who was beaten first whispered, "You are too late."

"what?"

The supervisor looked around and found that many people had scars on their bodies and there were also messy traces on the ground. He frowned and asked, "Have you already started?"

Looking at the usually most powerful and domineering leader of the miners, Mr. Jin, he is now squatting beside them, looking pitiful.

There were two people huddled in the corner, sleeping soundly. Based on years of work experience, they were probably dead.

The supervisor's forehead was bulging with veins. I just delivered a meal to him and you beat them all up. How many people did you kill?
Who will boost performance when someone dies?

"Oh, young man, you are full of energy." The supervisor put down the iron bucket cart and looked down at Chen Lang, "It seems that this place will be much busier during this period."

……

After the supervisor left, Chen Lang picked up the spoon and ate some food, which consisted of some coarse brown rice and boiled cabbage leaves.

"What is this? Is it for dogs?"

“Brother Lang, please bear with it. We still have to go down to the mines after we finish eating.” Grandpa Jin limped over to give Chen Lang a bowl of rice and filled one for himself. Then he looked at the others and said, “Eat, there are a number of bowls. Each person gets one bowl. Don’t grab too much.”

"By the way, who did he ask to serve you? Elder Shi?" Mr. Jin asked, "Isn't he a veteran elder of the Tianjian Sect? He goes to various places to collect taxes every year."

Chen Lang said: "Well, I stole something from his disciple."

Mr. Jin was speechless. What he said before was blackmailing the sect elders, and it was actually true.

It is incredible that a Qi-refining cultivator can still live to this day after offending a Jindan elder.

"Brother Lang, just based on this crime, you can walk around here like a jerk." Grandpa Jin said with a smile.

Chen Lang thought that this was just a trivial matter, so he couldn't be sentenced. However, the charge was not very pleasant to hear, and he didn't want to talk about it since he was eating right now.

He has been remembering how to complete the task, but to destroy the mine he needs to understand the mine first, so he can only wait.

"Then how did you get here?" Chen Lang asked.

Mr. Jin said, "He beat up a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect."

"That's it?" Chen Lang was surprised. "Aren't all the people imprisoned here heinous criminals?"

"That's what people say outside." Mr. Jin sneered, "They just need laborers. It's up to them to decide who to arrest and what charges to bring."

Several people were eating together. The skinny guys finished their meal in no time. Some of them had already picked up shovels and pickaxes and walked towards the back of the aisle.

There was something like fluorite on the wall of the corridor, emitting a faint light. Although this place was underground, it did not seem too dark.

"Are they going down to the mine?" Chen Lang asked.

"Hmm." Grandpa Jin said while eating.

There are a lot of people in the mine tunnel. This is just a sub-division with less than a hundred people.

After finishing his meal, Grandpa Jin followed down with his tools, walked two or three miles along the sloping downward stairs, and arrived at a platform.

There was a supervisor waiting there, who untied the chains on Jin Ye's ankles and also untied Chen Lang's.

Then someone led Chen Lang and assigned him a mine tunnel. "From today on, you will dig forward here. Remember, mine tunnel No. 214."

Chen Lang stood at the intersection and looked around.

This is a very wide corridor, which is the main mine tunnel. It goes straight forward and can accommodate five people walking side by side. With the corridor as the main trunk, small mine tunnels open up to the left and right. A dozen steps forward, there are two more mine tunnels on the left and right.

Wow, fishbone mining method.

Outside the branch mine tunnel, there were small carts filled with spiritual stones covered in mud, a small amount of broken porcelain pieces, remains of unknown things, etc., all emitting spiritual fluctuations.

He picked up a spirit stone and prepared to absorb energy.

"What? You stole my spirit stone?"

……

(End of this chapter)