Before long, Lin Heng arrived alone at the mountain mine behind Dragon Cliff Mountain.
Nearly a full month had passed since he had sent the three Uncle Prisons here last time.
When Wang Lei saw Lin Heng arrive, he personally reported the mining progress.
And honestly, ever since the three Uncle Prisons had arrived, their efficiency had been absolutely rock-solid.
The four of them were worth a hundred or so men.
Efficiency had more than doubled. Just the Heaven and Earth Stones mined this month alone amounted to no less than four hundred tons.
During this process, another spiritual treasure had appeared.
Originally, Uncle Prison had dug it up, but in the end, Dugu Wuwu and the others had snatched it away.
Lin Heng sat on a wooden chair, listening to Wang Lei's vivid, colorful description, and his expression gradually grew lively.
"You're saying that because of one spiritual treasure, my uncle and my maternal uncles started fighting? Who won and who lost?"
Wang Lei's face stiffened. Looking at Lin Heng's spectator-like expression, he could not help secretly muttering inwardly, Is he really their nephew and sister's son? Why does it feel like he can't wait for them to fight?
"Reporting to Sizhu, your uncles were three people, after all. Three against one—who had the advantage surely needs no explanation from this subordinate.
If this subordinate hadn't used the Buddha statue to press them down in the end, I'm afraid you, Sizhu... your uncle would have been beaten to death.
To be safe, I had them mine separately.
But during this period, they haven't dug up any spiritual treasures."
Lin Heng nodded slightly. "You've truly worked hard lately. Tally up the ore that's been dug out.
After that, send it to Changlin Immortal Mountain and hand it over to the