Looking for Death

The blazing sun hung high overhead, scorching the boundless desert. Scalding grains of sand danced wildly in the howling wind, casting the world in a dusky yellow haze, as though heaven and earth had become a purgatory woven from sand and fire. Deep within this silent desert, a figure trudged forward with great difficulty. This was Xiao Ling, the young master of a prominent lineage.

Xiao Ling wore an ornate black robe, its hem fluttering in the wind yet unable to conceal the arrogant air radiating from him. He stood tall and straight, his features cold and stern, his narrow eyes deep and profound, as though nothing in the world was worthy of entering his sight. As a Martial Spirit Seventh Heaven warrior, he had always been regarded as the favored child of heaven within his lineage. The privileged environment and outstanding talent he had enjoyed since childhood had cultivated in him an arrogant, conceited personality that looked down on everyone.

For several days, Xiao Ling had relied on the precious map provided by his lineage and his own considerable strength to search this vast desert for the legendary First Copper Mine. His lineage was determined to obtain the copper mine, while he desperately needed this achievement to consolidate his position within the family and silence once and for all those who had long been slightly dissatisfied with him.

After enduring countless hardships, Xiao Ling finally crested a massive sand dune. The sight before him brought a rare look of delight to his usually indifferent face. In the valley beneath the dune, a unique copper-colored gleam flickered faintly. This was the First Copper Mine he had searched so desperately for. The exposed section of the vein radiated a mysterious and alluring aura, as though whispering to him of boundless wealth