The night was pitch-black, the moonlight bleak and cold.
Outside Nanyue City, a group of cultivators sneaked furtively toward the mine mountain.
Behind them, three little cultivators concealing their forms followed in secret.
No one spoke along the way. Before long, Wang Lai and the others arrived outside the mine mountain.
The mine mountain did not operate at night, and several huge iron gates sealed off its perimeter.
Pressing himself against the iron gate, Wang Lai walked twenty paces to the right, crouched down, and groped around in the darkness. Before long, he opened a low, hidden door.
Old Yu and Wang Er exchanged looks.
They had mined for years, yet they had never known there was such a hidden door outside the mine mountain.
"Go."
Wang Lai spoke in a low voice, then bent low and took the lead through the hidden door into the mine mountain.
Old Yu hesitated.
A few thugs behind him gave Old Yu a shove.
Fortune was sought amid danger.
Old Yu gritted his teeth and, like Wang Lai, lowered himself and crawled into the mine mountain.
After Wang Lai's group had all entered, the last thug shut the hidden door.
Mo Hua and the other two also arrived before the hidden door. They discovered that it had not only been shut, but wrapped in iron chains, with an iron lock hanging from them.
Bai Zisheng asked, "Want me to chop it open?"
Mo Hua shook his head. "That'd make too much noise."
"Then how do we get in?"
Mo Hua pointed at the lock. "There's an array technique on this lock."
"Can you undo it?"
Mo Hua raised his little brows.
"If I can't even undo a little lock like this, then I don't deserve to be called a First-Grade Array Master..."
Bai