Conquering Rizhao City
The small pebbles at my feet vibrated continuously, and the Spirit Stone that were originally embedded in the soil and rocks in the mine seemed to be summoned, constantly flying out from the dense vines.
Small vortexes gradually formed on the longsword named Floating River, and chilling Spiritual Qi spread throughout the entire mine in the blink of an eye.
"Who are you? How can a Golden Core Realm possess such domineering Spiritual Qi?!" At this moment, the steward finally began to panic.
Sang Ying looked up; her face was quite ordinary, but her eyes shone with an astonishing brightness. "I have to thank you for this. If you hadn't deliberately damaged the mine, I wouldn't have had so many Spirit Stones to help me!"
The steward's pupils contracted sharply. Although he didn't fully understand what Sang Ying meant, he realized that he seemed to have done something foolish.
The spirit mine, which had already been loosened by the steward using talismans, was continuously producing mid-grade or high-grade Spirit Stone.
Despite the excruciating pain in her sea of consciousness, Sang Ying desperately squeezed out the Spiritual Qi from every single Spirit Stone and attached it to the sword.
The Floating River had begun to tremble, and frost spread from Sang Ying's feet, quickly covering the guards and stewards with a layer of white frost.
But the miners were completely unaffected.
They stared intently at Sang Ying, not even daring to blink.
The female cultivator, dressed in drab gray, now seemed to be draped in a layer of dazzling light, making her extremely radiant in the eyes of everyone.
Wen Heyu stared intently at the female cultivator before him, when suddenly a strand of hair brushed against his cheek.
He raised his hand to tuck a strand of hair behind his ear, wondering to himself where the wind was coming from in this mine.
Just as he was wondering what was going on, a series of exclamations entered his ears.
Wen Heyu subconsciously looked up, but it was too late. He could only see Sang Ying slowly raising her hand, the Floating River Sword leaving a trail of light in the air.
Then, a massive surge of Spiritual Power, carrying sharp frost, rushed towards the steward and the others.
The sudden burst of white light stung Wen Heyu and the others' eyes, but after a burning sensation on their necks, their meridians felt as if they had been parched and then given a refreshing rain, as if Spiritual Qi had been poured in once more.
They subconsciously raised their hands to touch their necks, but the Spirit-Sealing Lock that should have been hanging there was nowhere to be found.
After the white light, the manager and the others had long since disappeared, leaving only a few glistening snowflakes in the air, proving that what had happened earlier was not their imagination.
Light streamed in through a hole that had been blasted open overhead.
The miners rushed to reach out and receive it, and upon feeling its familiar warmth, they couldn't help but shed tears.
No, they are no longer miners.
"Girl, Miss Sang Ye, thank you, thank you for saving us." Wen Heyu didn't try to feel the light like the others, but instead approached Sang Ying to express his gratitude.
Sang Ying shook her head. "You shouldn't thank me, you should thank yourselves for holding on until now."
A seemingly casual remark caused Wen Heyu to uncontrollably let the tears that had been welling up in his eyes fall.
She raised her hand and patted Wen Heyu on the shoulder. "Let's go, we should go home."
The array at the entrance was broken, albeit a step too late. However, Fu Yinqiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Sang Ying, though disheveled, was unharmed.
To prevent the mine from collapsing, Green Vine did not retract her branches, leaving them inside the mine, while her main body quietly hid under Sang Ying's clothes.
After absorbing a significant amount of Spiritual Qi from the mine, Jiang Zhuoxue, having recovered considerably, transformed back into a hairpin and landed on Sang Ying's head.
When Sang Ying asked about the manager and his group, Fu Yinqiu smiled and told her, "Someone found them at the location of the Tuyao Flower, but they were all frozen in ice. They couldn't even move, let alone escape."
Sang Ying was finally relieved.
Seeing her relieved expression, Fu Yinqiu reached out and patted Sang Ying's head, her heart softening involuntarily.
While the lady was immersed in a rare moment of warmth, the atmosphere on the head of the family's side was far from peaceful.
As Aristocratic Clan specializing in cultivating immortality, the Jimo Household naturally also has dungeons.
This place, originally used to imprison sinners and Evil Cultivator, has today welcomed the Jimo Hong family.
The former second young master of the Jimo Household, known as "Second Master" by everyone, has now become a prisoner, awaiting the family head's judgment on his fate.
"Tell me, who orchestrated all of this? What else did you and that person plot?" The head of the Jimo Household coldly observed Jimo Hong, who looked dejected in the dungeon.
For certain reasons, when the steward locked the people in the west courtyard in the dungeon, he deliberately separated Jimo Hong and his family members. Therefore, the head of the Jimo Household was not worried that the content of their conversation would be known by people who should not hear it.
Upon hearing this, Jimo Hong raised his head. His elder brother was always so arrogant and haughty, looking at him with disdain as if he were an ant.
He couldn't stand the other person's attitude, which is why he desperately wanted to trample him underfoot.
Unfortunately, he was still lacking in luck.
"Brother, you're really lucky. Not only do you have a good dao companion, but you also have a good son. We put so much effort into setting up a game, and we were about to succeed, but we were defeated by a pest infestation..." Jimo Hong said with a bitter laugh, his resentment and bitterness almost overflowing from his throat.
The head of the Jimo Household didn't have time to listen to his complaints and asked again, "Tell me that person's identity, and I might leave you a whole corpse."
Jimo Hong's crimes doomed him to death; if he confessed everything, he might at least get a quick and painless death.
Otherwise, the punishments imposed by the Jimo Household wouldn't have been mere window dressing.
"Brother, of course I can tell you. Not only that, I can even personally take you to see that person. But I still have to remind you, that person is not as simple as you seem. Don't be penny-wise and pound-foolish, or it will be too late to regret it later," Jimo Hong said with a light laugh.
The head of the Jimo Household frowned slightly as he looked at the man's seemingly deranged state.
Meanwhile, in Eternal Night City, Yao Zhou.
The man watched the lamplight slowly extinguish before him, raised an eyebrow slightly, and casually tossed the candlestick, which symbolized the soul fire of the people below, onto the ground.
"The plan for Rizhao City has failed," he announced.
Upon hearing this, a low murmur immediately arose from the dense crowd kneeling below.
The man at the head of the table reclined in his chair, tapping his index finger on the armrest. "Jimo Hong has probably already been exposed. Given his temperament, the Jimo Household will likely storm into my Eternal Night City soon."
Upon hearing this, those below immediately shouted, "We are willing to annihilate the enemy for our master and defend against the Eternal Night!"
The man curled his lips into a smile and raised his hand to silence the clamor of the crowd, "That won't be necessary. After all, I'm already quite tired of Eternal Night City. Why don't you take advantage of the Jimo Household's visit to attack me and help me conquer Rizhao City?"
His attitude was so casual, as if capturing Rizhao City was such a simple and easy thing.
"After a while, I'm starting to crave living in the sunshine!"
The man slightly raised his head, and the dim moonlight shone on his face, making the layers of fish-scale-like patterns on it clearly visible.
A note from the author:
I haven't been feeling well these past few days, which has resulted in a poor reading experience for everyone (crying emoji).
I'll try to revise the story sometime. Thank you all for continuing to follow along. I will continue to learn and work hard!
See you tomorrow!