Seven or eight cultivators were scattered throughout the cavern. Some were climbing over the Dragon Bone skeleton, trying to knock a few pieces of bone loose. A bare-chested middle-aged man sat atop the Dragon Bone frame, holding a hammer as he struck one of its ribs.
The middle-aged man's skin was very dark, and his body was packed with muscle. His arms were thicker than Lin Taichu's waist. Each time his hammer fell, the Dragon Bone gave off a dull, heavy thud.
Zhou Jin walked beneath the Dragon Bone frame and looked up at the middle-aged man.
"Feng Tie."
The middle-aged man stopped his hammer, lowered his head to glance at Zhou Jin, then looked at Lin Taichu and Zhao Feng.
"Zhou Jin? Instead of staying in your own territory, what are you doing running over to mine?"
"Someone's looking for you."
Feng Tie jumped down from the Dragon Bone frame. When he landed, the ground shook. He walked up to Lin Taichu and sized him up from head to toe.
"You're looking for me?"
Lin Taichu took a booklet from his Storage Bag and handed it to Feng Tie. Zhao Feng had printed the booklet before they came; it listed information on all the high-grade artifacts the Trading Holy Land had recently received.
Feng Tie took the booklet and flipped through a few pages.
"Trading Holy Land?"
"The Trading Holy Land of Luofeng City. It specializes in buying and selling high-grade pills, artifacts, and talismans. The artifacts you forge in Dragon King Underground City can be taken to the Trading Holy Land and sold. With the money you earn, you can buy what you need there."
Feng Tie closed the booklet and looked at Lin Taichu.
"What I need? You know what I need?"
"Materials for forging artifacts. Black