The Immortal Realm.
DuangDuang!~
Xin Xichen, the Nine-Headed Dragon Emperor, Phoenix Yi, Zhaizai, and the others wore miner's helmets and uniforms, vigorously swinging their pickaxes.
They had been here for a day and had more or less adapted to the environment.
Even so, their mood remained like that of country bumpkins entering the city, their eyes dazzled by everything they saw.
They had never imagined that above the Nine Continents world's limit—the Transforming Self Realm—there were still so many realms, or that above the heavens there were so many existences possessing majestic divine power.
"This is the land of immortals! I came up here and immediately started mining. Laboring miners are the most glorious!"
Xin Xichen chuckled and teased, "Every miner in sight is an emperor like us. Truly, the various worlds are as numerous as the sands of the Ganges—impossible to sift through, impossible to count to the end."
"Being a miner is already a benefit."
The old man Zhaizai had always been steady and did not care in the slightest. He kept digging with one pickaxe stroke after another. "Not everyone is qualified to be a miner. Only immortals are qualified to mine!"
"When we ascended, they gave us benefits. Although we're exhausted from mining, the immortal Qi energy here is incredibly dense and can rapidly help us transform the immortal Qi energy in our bodies!"
Phoenix Yi smiled. "Just now, someone even wanted to marry me, saying he had taken a fancy to my beauty."
The Nine-Headed Dragon Emperor chuckled. "Didn't you want to marry Xi Rong?"
Phoenix Yi swung her pickaxe and laughed. "I wouldn't look twice at an ordinary immortal. I want to marry Xi Rong because he has a promising future and great prospects. Most of the people here are lowly goods—not worth it."