So, they are loose cultivators. Chen Feng nodded. Next up, Chen Feng scared off several more cultivators. Only, there were a few formidable divine senses that Chen Feng chose not to disturb. Those were Heavenly Immortals with a strength that Chen Feng did not want to provoke, for now.

At any rate, the spirit stone mine was big enough to last a thousand Heavenly Immortals for a million years. Due to that, the Heavenly Immortals there only waged a small battle against one another without escalating it into anything major.

Naturally, the rate at which Chen Feng was devouring the spiritual energy there was comparable to that of several Heavenly Immortals combined.

Having tasted the sweetness of the nectar there, Chen Feng became unwilling to leave. Thus, when the time came to change shifts, Chen Feng instead chased away the cultivators who came to replace him. Some of them secretly berated him for being a buffoon.

In the beginning, Patron Mountriver and the Dragon Slaying Daoist did not understand. Quickly, however, they figured out something. After hesitating for a moment, they too chose to follow Chen Feng in staying there.

For cultivators like them, cultivation could be done almost anywhere. Only, the peripheral areas of the mine were somewhat dangerous.

Suddenly, danger descended. A bright-coloured bead exploded high up...