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"Splash—"

In the darkness of night, a sound of water breaking came from the placid surface of Clearwave Pool.

A shadow immediately shot out from within.

The Black Wind Boat landed on the lake, carrying the two of them away in an instant.

Qiu Qianhai kept muttering to himself, his expression utterly exhilarated.

Without saying a word, Ji Yuan took him nearly two li away, found an uninhabited island nearby, and the two landed behind a protruding boulder.

"Phew—"

Qiu Qianhai let out a long breath. Even in the darkness, Ji Yuan could see the light shining in his eyes.

"What was it like inside the cave?"

"How much is Cold Iron Sand per jin now?"

The two asked each other at the same time.

"Still twenty Spirit Stones. How much did you dig up?"

Ji Yuan knew Qiu Qianhai was desperately eager to share his joy, so he played along and asked.

"Don't ask. Just weigh it yourself and you'll know."

Qiu Qianhai felt that words could no longer describe his joy. He simply pulled out an enormous cloth sack, filled to the point of overflowing.

"So much?!"

Even though Ji Yuan had been prepared, he could not help widening his eyes at the sight.

He caught it one-handed and weighed it. There had to be at least ten jin!

"You have no idea. The Dead Cave is covered in Cold Iron Sand everywhere. There's no need to dig at all—you just need a sack and fill it like your life depends on it."

Qiu Qianhai slowly began recounting what had happened.

"When I first went in, I didn't even look around. I just started stuffing it into the sack."

"I filled it all the way along, probably for about one zhang. Then I felt something was off, because