By the time they hurried back to the Tianhe Sect mine, the spirit horse Li Qing had been riding had collapsed to the ground from exhaustion. Its body was still scorching hot, steam continuously rising from it.
The spirit horses provided by the Liu Family were descendants of a species known as Crimson Blood Horses. Their bloodlines were impure, and they certainly could not compare to genuine Crimson Blood Horses.
The Crimson Blood Horse lying sprawled on the ground continued to heave rough breaths. Li Qing patted the spirit horse, then let out a deep sigh.
"Alas, the Cultivation World truly is dangerous." Li Qing sighed and shook his head.
Before long, the other Spirit Mine Workers arrived one after another on horseback, every one of them still wearing an expression of lingering fear.
"These Flying Eagle Bandits are too vicious."
"The man beside me was torn straight in half by a Sky-Rending Eagle's Wind Blade. It was terrifying."
"We finally shook them off. I nearly got exhausted to death."
As the entrance to the mine grew increasingly noisy, the Tianhe Sect disciples stationed there hurried over as well.
When the Liu Family's Spirit Mine Workers saw these disciples, who usually carried themselves with arrogant airs and wore sect attire, the last trace of worry in their hearts finally faded away.
No matter what, although these Tianhe Sect disciples were somewhat prideful, they could at least be trusted. With them here, there was no need to fear the Flying Eagle Bandits.
"You are Spirit Mine Workers from the Liu Family. Why have you returned?" a young disciple asked with a frown.
A spirit mine worker answered loudly, "It was the Flying Eagle Bandits! We were attacked by the Flying Eagle Bandits! Quite a few people died on the road."
Upon