Meltfire Peak, Blood Fiend Cave.
With resentful energy thick in the air and killing intent seeping into everything, very few servant disciples mined here. Not a single outer sect disciple had come here as punishment.
For that very reason, the outer sect disciples of Meltfire Peak assigned to guard the Blood Fiend Cave all stayed well away from its entrance, afraid of being affected by the resentful energy and killing intent.
"Liu Xianzong, right? Here!"
Several hundred yards from the Blood Fiend Cave, a Meltfire Peak disciple casually tossed a somewhat crude, blunt Refined Iron Hoe and a Storage Bag into Liu Xianzong's hands.
Looking at Liu Xianzong's honest, guileless face, he hesitated briefly before offering a well-meant warning. "No fellow disciple punished for a mistake like yours has ever come out alive."
"Once you enter the Blood Fiend Cave, don't rush to start mining. Get familiar with the surroundings first and find somewhere safe to hide."
"I don't know where you'd find anywhere safe, but... mine whatever ore you can. If you can't, don't worry about being punished again. Just do your best to stay alive. Ah..."
Liu Xianzong hurriedly thanked him, then took a deep breath and slowly entered the Blood Fiend Cave.
He followed the cave passage for nearly an hour, encountering several servant disciples along the way-not living people, but shriveled, decaying corpses.
As a matter of routine, Meltfire Peak sent people down periodically to collect the servants' bodies.
These servant disciples had often been unwelcome on their respective peaks. Some, like Liu Xianzong, had been sent here as punishment for mistakes. Once they arrived, they could only leave their fate to heaven.
Only when he reached the bottom of the cave did he finally encounter a living person, illuminated by the faint light of the