In the dead silence, Ye Xiu set up a formation to isolate all sound and disturbance.
Then he took out the cutting blade Ao Yunfeng had given him.
This cutting blade was clearly a size smaller than those in the stone-gambling yard. It was roughly a foot long, with a sharp tip and a hard blade body. It could pierce and pry, clearly meant for precise excavation and retrieval.
This was also one of the keys to why End City had only a single stone-gambling workshop.
Only the City Lord's Manor could forge cutting blades capable of resisting most varieties of spiritual power.
As long as spiritual power was poured into the blade, it could gain terrifying sharpness and cut through all kinds of objects before it.
Without such a tool, it would be several times harder for other tribes to break open the raw ore.
Mining was an enormous, long-term undertaking. Every small improvement, magnified by countless workers and repeated efforts, would accumulate into a vast gap.
Advanced technology was productive power.
Looking at the long blade in his hand, glimmering with strange light, Ye Xiu could not help but laugh.
"Perhaps once I can contact Yu Prefecture, I can have the people at the research institute take a good look at it."
Though his thoughts were turning, his hands did not slow in the slightest.
He reached into the pile of ore and searched around. Then, a fragment of stone that had already been cut open appeared in his grip.
This was the "safe" item he had chosen the first time.
He had spent five million Bite Stone, only to earn a mere tenth in profit, and he still had to spend time waiting for the trade and exchange.
Even for a legitimate business, such profits were utterly