Xu Changqing was not particularly interested in this three-thousand-year banquet.
Granted, for a lineage to endure for three thousand years, it could already stand shoulder to shoulder with many cultivation sects. This alone proved that the Luohe Bei Clan was indeed formidable.
But one had to know that the Dongting Immortal Sect had existed for over ten thousand years and was one of the three great Immortal Sects of the entire Heavenly Origin Realm.
With that comparison, its appeal naturally diminished.
Bei Qinghui was taken aback at first, then smiled. "My cousin is probably busy. If you are interested, I can take out the invitation right now."
Xu Changqing waved his hand. "Not interested."
Without waiting for her to say anything else, he headed toward the Earth Vein entrance on his own.
Watching his departing back, Bei Qinghui murmured, "What is my cousin doing?"
Not only was he a core disciple, he was also the Spirit Fields' sole spirit cultivator.
He had status, and he had standing.
Yet he had not been invited. It was truly unbelievable.
Elsewhere, Xu Changqing descended underground, where mine tunnels crisscrossed in every direction.
After glancing at the map and confirming the distance and direction of one hidden danger point, he immediately entered a mine tunnel.
Compared with other places, not many people in the Earth Vein knew Xu Changqing.
After all, most disciples with Earth Spirit Roots dug spirit mines day and night. They rarely went outside, so their information lagged far behind.
Besides, they were exhausted to the point of half-death. They had no mood to care about who was passing by.
But that was fine. Xu Changqing hoped no one would disturb him.
As he continued downward, the depth soon surpassed several thousand meters.
Earth Qi was Earth Qi, and