"Crash-"
A huge section of the mine wall peeled away. Seven or eight fist-sized mid-grade spirit crystals, glowing deep blue, crashed to the ground along with the rubble.
Seven or eight crystals with a single swing!
The miner beside him had just raised his Mining Pick when he froze, his eyes fixed on the fallen spirit crystals.
Chen Lin remained expressionless and raised his arm again.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
His movements were so fast they became a blur. Every strike brought down great chunks of rock with a thunderous crash. Deep-blue mid-grade spirit crystals kept tumbling out, soon forming a small mountain at his feet.
"Good heavens..." An old miner at Mid Void Refinement swallowed, his Mining Pick falling to the ground with a clang.
He had mined for a hundred years and had never seen anything like this. This wasn't mining-it was demolition!
Yun Sheng and Song Qiuya exchanged a glance and silently put away their pickaxes. Just picking up Chen Lin's crystals was enough to keep them busy.
The day passed in a flash.
The evening bell rang, signaling the end of work.
At the tally station by the mine entrance, the Black-Armored Overseer in charge of counting yawned and prepared to record the next haul.
"Next."
Chen Lin stepped forward and tapped his Storage Ring.
"Clatter!"
A small, deep-blue mountain appeared out of thin air. Spiritual energy of the origin essence, concentrated to an extraordinary degree, instantly flooded the entire tally station. The dazzling blue light was so bright that no one could keep their eyes open.
Dead silence fell.
The thousand-plus cultivators waiting in line to turn in their ore all stood dumbstruck.
The Black-Armored Overseer's drowsiness vanished. He sprang from his chair. "Th-this is..."
"Count them," Chen Lin said mildly.
The Black-Armored Overseer's hands trembled