Wenlong could not help sighing. Even with a second chance at life, he was still a poor, struggling wretch. Worse yet, he was one who never knew whether he would live to see tomorrow.
He was like a gambler who had never won. Then again, he had never won at gambling either. With luck like that, he did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Suddenly, he thought of his current predicament. Surely I haven't lost again? If I can't get out this time, it'll cost me my life.
His scalp began to prickle involuntarily. He had better explore this dark passage first. Otherwise, he simply could not put his mind at ease.
The four of them followed the deep passage onward. Everything was bare, and they did not find even a single spirit herb.
Wenlong, who had been hoping to find something good, immediately lost interest. He could only turn his attention to finding an exit.
By chance, he noticed a stone so black that it gleamed in the darkness, and he approached it curiously to take a look.
"Wow, we're rich! God-breaking stone! Such a huge chunk of god-breaking stone!" Behind him, Black Dragon howled loudly in delight.
That gave Wenlong quite a fright. "Little White, are you trying to get yourself killed? You'll scare someone to death like that! Oh, my poor little heart!" He angrily berated Black Dragon.
"W-what? This is god-breaking stone? How can it be so big?" Only now did Wenlong catch on, and he too was stunned.
He stepped forward and pushed the smooth stone. It did not budge.
"Young master, with a piece of god-breaking stone this big, you couldn't budge it even with divine strength. It weighs over a thousand times as much as ordinary stone." Black Dragon laughed again, having