Ascension, starting from the Chaos Art of Heaven and Earth

Yang Che first returned to the stone house where the tools were stored, packed up briefly, and then walked out of the stone house towards the mine being mined.

Xingshan Mine is one of the industries of Wumen, and it provides a large amount of iron raw materials for the manufacture of Wumen's hidden weapons every year.

These days, Yang Che has already found out that Zhao Min, the foreman, was originally a bandit, but his nephew Zhao Qu was very talented in martial arts, and was taken in as a core disciple by a senior elder of Wumen. This Zhao Min, under the name of Zhao Qu, became one of the real power figures in Xingshan Mine.

Zhao Min now has hundreds of miners under his command, and Zhao Min has made a lot of money by squeezing the blood and sweat of these miners.

Yang Che walked through the mines being mined, and saw the miners sweating and working hard inside, with pale faces. Thinking that many people here paid great blood and sweat but could not get even a penny, he could not help but feel the cruelty of fate in this world again.

If he had not walked into Wanglong Mountain to look for mountain products on that rainy day and had fallen into the cave of the immortal cultivator instead, he would have been one of these people, and he might even be worse off than them.

"Dare to be lazy? I'll beat you to death."

A roar suddenly sounded from one of the mines, followed by a crackling whip.

"Stop beating him, please stop beating him, or he'll die." Someone seemed to be begging for mercy.

Yang Che walked over upon hearing the voice, and when he saw the person lying on the ground and being beaten, his eyes couldn't help but condense.

It turned out to be Meng Ran, one of the five people who were brought to Xingshan Mine on the same day as him.

He clearly remembered that day when Meng Ran wanted to escape, but was kicked in the stomach by a burly man, spitting out dirty blood and not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

In more than a year, the shy and introverted Meng Ran with light in his eyes has now become skinny, with only ashes in his eyes, like a beggar.

And the only person who dared to beg for him was Hu Lai, the oldest of the five.

He vaguely remembered that on the way to Xingshan Mine, in the crowded carriage, it was Hu Lai who told jokes and anecdotes he heard from somewhere to kill time for everyone.

At that time, they naively thought they were here to mine and make money, but they never thought they had already been sold into slavery.

The man holding the whip was a bald young man. Yang Che knew him. This man was called Li Quezi, a thug of Zhao Min.

Seeing that Hu Lai dared to plead for mercy, Li Quezi laughed sinisterly, waved the whip and whipped Hu Lai again.

Hu Lai screamed, his eyes did not hide the anger of hatred, but he was helpless.

At this time, Yang Che had already walked in and helped Meng Ran up. Who knew that Hu Lai suddenly rushed over and pushed Yang Che away, pulling Meng Ran aside.

Yang Che was stunned, and then saw the expressions of Hu Lai and Meng Ran, and couldn't help but figure out something.

The two of them also had hatred in their eyes. However, this hatred is not a deep hatred, but a kind of resentment for the injustice of fate.

Yang Che had had this look before, so he was not unfamiliar with it.

"Yang Che, what are you doing here?" Li Quezi asked in surprise.

Not only Li Quezi, but almost everyone here knows Yang Che. After all, Yang Che helps Wei Lao manage the mining tools.

"Take me to see Zhao Min." Yang Che didn't want to waste time and directly stated his purpose.

"To see Zhao Tou? Humph, Zhao Tou is not someone you can see whenever you want. Don't forget that you are also Zhao Tou's mining slave...ah~"

Before Li Quezi finished speaking, he suddenly screamed.

Everyone didn't understand what happened, after all, there was no one around Li Quezi.

"Take me to see Zhao Min, or die."

Yang Che had a blank expression on his face, holding another flying fire needle in his hand, ready to throw it out at any time.

He had quietly thrown one out before, stabbing Li Quezi's good leg that was not lame.

The flying needle magic weapon infused with magic power was thrown out with the hidden weapon technique, which was simply not something these people in the martial arts world could resist.

Although Yang Che was only thirteen years old, he had already experienced the cruelty of this world, so he must also learn to be ruthless and cruel.

The arrogance on Li Quezi's face gradually disappeared, and then a look of fear emerged.

Only he knew how painful his good leg was at the moment. Something had directly pierced his bones, making him feel an inhuman pain that he could not bear.

What scared Li Quezi even more was that he didn't even see how Yang Che did it.

"Get this thing out quickly, I'll take you there right away."

Li Quezi was sweating profusely from the pain. He was about to kneel on the ground, and he didn't care about his face anymore and begged Yang Che in a hurry.

Yang Che took out the meteor box and took back the flying fire needle in Li Quezi's leg.

Li Quezi felt the pain eased, and he was relieved. He no longer dared to underestimate Yang Che, and limped with Yang Che to find Zhao Min.

Zhao Min was enjoying his food at the moment, served by two maids.

When Li Quezi led Yang Che into a fine courtyard, Yang Che saw Zhao Min eating with his mouth full of oil, and his beard was covered with grease, which made people feel sick.

What was even more disgusting was that Zhao Min asked one of the maids to feed him, and then bit the maid's finger with a lewd smile on his face.

Thinking of the miners working hard day and night with blood and sweat, Zhao Min was so "enjoying" that Yang Che was furious, and he wanted to throw out the flying fire needle to kill this man.

"Damn, Li Quezi, what are you doing? Can't you see that I'm eating?"

Zhao Min saw that it was Li Quezi at first sight, and he immediately cursed.

Li Quezi had to dodge, and Zhao Min saw Yang Che.

"It's you?"

Zhao Min was stunned. He really didn't expect it to be Yang Che.

His greasy big hand wiped the body of the maid next to him and asked disdainfully: "What are you doing here?"

"Give me back the contract that Yang Hu signed with you." Yang Che said coldly with an expressionless face.

"Give it back to you? Why? I bought you with real money and silver. Even Wei Yongzheng couldn't take you away from me. Why do you, a kid who hasn't even grown all his hair, give it to me?"

Zhao Min laughed proudly.

"Then don't want it."

Yang Che still had no expression on his face. Suddenly, he swung his hand and a stream of light appeared. Li Quezi behind him didn't even have time to scream. He was pierced through the eyebrows by several flying needles at the same time. He fell to the ground and twitched a few times, and died.

Zhao Min's face changed drastically. He suddenly lifted the dining table and smashed it towards Yang Che.

Yang Che did not even move, allowing the table to hit him. Then, with a loud crash, the table broke and wood chips flew everywhere. Yang Che was not hurt at all.

Gently flicking off the wood chips on his body, Yang Che raised his hand and swung it, and several flying fire needles broke through the air and shot directly at Zhao Min's forehead.

Zhao Min's pupils shrank, and just as he tried to dodge, his forehead was pierced.

He stared with his eyes wide open, and the shock and panic on his face froze at the same time, and then he fell to the ground and died with a "bang".

The two maids screamed in fear and fled out of the courtyard gate.

Yang Che searched carefully in each room, and it took a lot of effort to find a thick stack of "contracts" in a locked iron box.

Finding the one signed by Yang Hu, Yang Che saw that the price written on it was fifty taels of silver, and the term was actually lifelong.

Yang Che sneered, carried the iron box, returned to the mine, and then smashed the iron box directly into the crowd of miners.

"Who can read?" Yang Che asked in a deep voice.

"I... I can read."

After a while, someone whispered.

"These are the contracts sold to Zhao Min as miners. Please help find the corresponding people one by one and let them deal with it themselves." Yang Che said and turned to leave.

Suddenly someone shouted: "You stole these contracts and want to kill us?"

Yang Che paused and stared at the man coldly, which made the man feel cold all over and almost collapsed on the ground.

"Zhao Min is dead."

As soon as Yang Che finished speaking, the whole group of miners was silent at first, and then suddenly burst into cheers that had been suppressed for a long time.

At this time, an old man and several middle-aged people suddenly rushed over here with murderous intent.