Turns Out Everyone Was So Weak

A crowd of big shots had gathered at the Blood Essence Ore mine early that morning.

Apart from Minister Kong, who had not appeared, Xie Jinjia, the middle-aged scholar, and the various Grandmasters under him were all there.

Li Zhong and Hua Jinsong, the head of the Command Division's Second Office, stood on either side of the middle-aged scholar like Dharma Protector Vajras.

Lu Yunshuang, Master Yunmu, Pei Buqi, and Yan Jiuling—the four Lower Fourth-Grade Grandmasters from the Zhao Kingdom's leading sects—were present too.

They clearly cared a great deal about the Blood Essence Ore. Mining officially began today, and they did not want to miss a detail. They wanted to track its progress firsthand.

Zhao Zheng and two other princes watched from a distance, with senior eunuchs from the Directorate of Ceremonial Affairs holding parasols over them.

Ji Kongliu, Xu Wenjun, and the others from the Iron Garment Division took the lead in maintaining order and keeping the Rong Tribe from coming too close.

Experts from the Mining Gang had already brought their teams in and begun mining in an orderly fashion.

The prodigies who had come to the island were there as well, including Qin Kunlun of the Divine Sect and Zhao Yingying, the King of Calm Waves' daughter.

Jie Shu of Arhat Temple, Hua Zhuo of the Nine Immortal Dao Palace, and He Tongchen of the Extreme Flame Sword Palace were also present.

Just then, Yang Ling hurried over.

Eyes turned toward him from every direction, each gaze carrying something different.

Yun Ruo instinctively moved to greet him, but Lu Yunshuang stopped her.

Yun Ruo glanced at Lu Yunshuang and frowned slightly. Then she cupped her fists toward Yang Ling.

"Constable Yang."

"Officer Yun."

Yang Ling had not seen Yun Ruo in half a year. He waved