“How about it? I didn’t lie to you two.” Han Songcheng felt a bit of anger in heart, and his gaze toward the Purple Ji Spirit Stone was filled with reluctance. However, he realized that compared to his life, none of this mattered. If you walk by the river too often, you will eventually get your shoes wet. This time, he hit an iron plate, so he had nothing to say. As long as he survived, it wouldn’t matter if he gave them all the Purple Ji Spirit Stones.

“At least you know what’s good for you.” Zhao Jiuge’s eyes were filled with passion. This was the first time he had seen a mine like this. Although he had seen records of various ores in the jade tubes, it was not as shocking as seeing them in a mine.

Zhao Jiuge couldn’t help but squat down and gently caress the bright purple crystals on the wall. He stared at the smooth and hard material and felt the warmth coming from his fingers. At this moment, Zhao Jiuge was immersed in his thoughts about the treasures and flying sword he was going to refine. A bright smile appeared unknowingly on his face. All his vigilance from before was gone and he even left his back...