Who knew how many ages had passed? There were actually very few places left in this Far Eastern Land where resources could still be found. Now the Far East Victorious Heaven couple had claimed them all—and they had even become my prey. I doubted even Far East Sunflower had ever imagined this.
Ore veins in the mines were inherently difficult to locate. If the mountains were cut into several large sections and the runes were pasted in the wrong places, the disciples might end up working for nothing. The Far East Victorious Heaven couple probably thought the disciples would never be able to refine an entire mountain, so they had simply pasted the runes over whole mountains. That way, everyone could mine according to their own abilities, so long as the disciples had the tools to do it.
Unfortunately, these rare metal veins were extremely hard. If one used a sword to mine them, the sword could be destroyed on the spot at any moment. Mining also consumed magic power and time. Once all the costs were calculated, no one could keep it up, so even after the sect had been established for many years, the mines still stood here in abundance. Even though other types of treasures had been replaced again and again, no one had shown them any interest.
Who would have thought that I carried a refining furnace with me, along with countless divine swords? I had tools in hand, and even more unexpectedly, my magic power was nearly infinite. After all, the Spirit-Nascent Art could forcibly absorb the abundant chaos energy here and directly convert it into my own magic power. That was equivalent to a perpetual-motion machine, allowing me to mine the rare ores here without interruption.
After charging up more than a dozen levels,