From the eighth mine tunnel onward, some of the Spirit Stones Lu Ye collected had gradually begun to reach High-Grade quality. There were not many of them, accounting for less than a tenth of the Spirit Stones in an entire mine tunnel.
However, a single High-Grade Spirit Stone was worth ten Mid-Grade Spirit Stones. So even though the quantity was small, the harvest was still considerable.
He continued onward and entered a new mine tunnel.
An hour later, Lu Ye swallowed a Healing Pill, then took out some gauze and wrapped the bone-deep wound on his arm.
The battle had only just ended, and his boiling blood had yet to settle. Not far away lay the corpse of a fat Insect Race creature.
In terms of strength, this Insect Race creature had been roughly equivalent to a Cloud River Stage, Seventh Layer cultivator. Even with Yiyi assisting from the side, Lu Ye had needed to put in considerable effort to kill it, and he had been injured as well.
If it had been a Cloud River Stage, Seventh Layer cultivator, he would never have been a match for them.
Although Lu Ye had a deep foundation and could generally kill enemies two or three tiers above him, if the gap in strength was too great, he still could not win.
Dealing with a single Insect Race creature with limited methods was not nearly as troublesome.
After briefly regulating his breath, he and Yiyi continued mining the Spirit Stones in the tunnel.
While they were mining, the golden light that had been shrouding him abruptly went out completely. Lu Ye paused and hurriedly examined himself.
He had always been curious about the purpose of this golden light, but ever since entering this place, he had found nothing. Now that it had