King of the Fairy City

"It should weigh ten kilograms! One kilogram of third-level black iron ore is equivalent to three kilograms of first-level black iron ore. I can earn a spiritual stone by getting three thousand kilograms of first-level black iron ore!"

Ye Mo took the black iron ore he dug out, weighed it in his hand, threw it into the backpack, and continued to dig.

However, performing three consecutive attacks is no better than ordinary martial arts. This kind of martial arts that almost reaches the limit of one's physical strength consumes a lot of physical strength.

If Ye Mo performs three consecutive attacks several times, his physical strength will be completely exhausted and he will have to rest for an hour.

The force that the first-level black iron ore can withstand is less than a thousand kilograms. Only when it is refined into first-level black iron can it withstand more than a thousand kilograms of force.

By the same token, the third-level black iron ore can withstand the impact of more than two thousand kilograms of force. It is difficult for cultivators in the early stage of Qi training to dig it, let alone ordinary warriors.

If Ye Mo did not perform combos and only used ordinary strength to mine, even if he had used more than a thousand pounds of strength, it would be difficult to dig these third-level black iron ores.

After digging for a while and resting for a while, Ye Mo counted the amount of ore he had dug out and found that he had dug out fifty or sixty pounds of third-level black iron ore.

"At this rate, I dig for a few hours a day. Excluding the time for rest and sleep, I can dig out about three hundred pounds of third-level black iron ore, which is equivalent to one thousand pounds of first-level ore. Three thousand pounds of first-level ore can be exchanged for one spirit stone, and one spirit stone can be earned in three days. Ten spirit stones in a month."

Ye Mo quickly calculated and was amazed.

He was very satisfied.

If he became an alchemy boy, he could only earn one spirit stone a month, but mining can earn ten times more.

"I will dig here for a while, earn some spirit stones to buy vitality pills, let the five slaves become immortals, and then earn enough spirit stones to buy spell runes and practice techniques.

The dozen people on the ship will become cultivators. After learning spells, they will go out to sea to hunt sea monsters. With the strength of more than ten of us cultivators, it should be no problem to hunt low-level sea monsters together. This way, we can earn spirit stones faster!"

Ye Mo's thinking is very clear.

Now he is working hard in the mine cave, all in order to open up the situation as soon as possible and earn some spirit stones.

Then he will take everyone out to sea to hunt sea monsters and earn more spirit stones. He, Mo Ling, Wang Hu, Yang You, the five slaves and others will do their best to improve their cultivation.

The last thing is to find a way to become a city lord cultivator, have his own spirit island and fairy village, and form a force of immortal cultivators.

Only by having your own independent power can you be unhindered and unrestrained in the world of immortal cultivation. There is no way out if you fight alone. Even a powerful cultivator will flee when besieged by a group of strong men.

As recorded in the ancient books of immortal cultivation, both the human race and the demon race have powerful allies to survive in this cruel world of immortal cultivation.

Because of this, the immortal cultivators of the human race formed the Immortal City Alliance. Most of the immortal cities gathered together to gradually restore the territory of the human cultivators in the East China Sea.

However, it takes opportunity to become a city lord. Ye Mo didn't know how to become a city lord for a while.

"It's nothing to suffer a little now. I must become a city lord of an immortal city."

Ye Mo secretly gave himself a boost and worked hard to dig the ore with a shovel. It's useless to just daydream. It's the right thing to do to earn spirit stones.

The black iron ore shovel hit the hard rock wall, making a sound of golden collision.

Sparks flew and gravel flew.

Pieces of black iron ore of various grades fell off the rock wall and piled up on the ground.

After exhausting his energy, Ye Mo sat down, separated the useless gravel from the original ore from the black iron ore, and threw the black iron ore into the backpack piece by piece. The mixed first-level, second-level, and third-level black iron ore were stored separately and could not be mixed up.

Time passed bit by bit during the excavation.

At some point, the backpack was already filled with more than 300 kilograms of third-level black iron ore.

This was a long-abandoned mine tunnel, and no miners would come to disturb him.

If the miners saw it, they would probably be jealous and crazy, and their eyes would pop out. This mining speed was so fast that the miners felt incredible.

Ye Mo thought he was digging too slowly. When he was hungry, he ate a few bites of dried sea fish, and when he was thirsty, he took a sip from the water bag.

..

"Dang~~!"

Ye Mo was digging, and suddenly his arms shook, the mining shovel was rebounded, and the wrists holding the mining shovel were almost numb.

He was surprised to see a palm-sized piece of shiny black black iron ore.

Ye Mo couldn't help but reach out and touch the shiny black black iron ore on the rock wall.

Just now, he smashed it with a mining shovel, but it didn't even leave a trace.

"What level of black iron ore is this? Even my three consecutive hits can't leave a trace on it?... Could it be a fourth-level black iron ore?"

Ye Mo looked horrified.

Levels one to three are spiritual objects used by cultivators in the Qi training stage, and levels above four are spiritual objects used by cultivators above the foundation building stage. The value of fourth-level black iron ore is far from comparable to low-level black iron ore.

"I'll try again!"

Ye Mo was very excited.

He raised the mining shovel, turned into three shovel shadows, and suddenly smashed the black iron ore.

"Dang~~!"

There was another loud noise, and the black iron ore was still intact, without even a trace left.

Ye Mo picked up the mining shovel and saw that the moon-shaped blade at the front was concave a little. This means that the ore of this first-level spiritual weapon is more brittle than this piece of untempered black and shiny black iron ore.

If you use an egg to smash a stone, the egg will break.

"No need to try, it is definitely a fourth-level black iron ore! Dig it up first!"

Ye Mo was sure of the grade of this black iron ore, and immediately dug around this fourth-grade black iron ore.

The rocks around this fourth-grade black iron ore were also harder than ordinary rocks.

Ye Mo even had to use two consecutive attacks to break these broken stones, and it took a lot of effort to dig out the fourth-grade black iron ore in the middle.

The weight of this ore obviously exceeded Ye Mo's estimation. It was only the size of a fist, but it was as heavy as hundreds of pounds.

Holding this top-grade black iron ore, Ye Mo couldn't let it go.

"Fourth-grade black iron ore, it's worthy of being a fourth-grade black iron ore!"

Ye Mo laughed and couldn't help but feel lucky.

"In the Xiancun market, a first-level golden sword costs 100 spiritual stones, and a third-level sword costs 300 spiritual stones. The golden sword in the weapon refining workshop is made of black iron ore as the base, and a kind of gold ore is added."

"Unfortunately, I am not a weapon refiner, and I don't know how many kilograms of black iron ore are needed to refine a first-level sword. But it shouldn't be much!"

"This fourth-level black iron ore can be used to refine the magic weapon of the foundation-building cultivator. I heard that the magic weapon is even more expensive, and it may cost thousands of spiritual stones."

"What a pity, this thing must be handed over. At most, it is equivalent to a few hundred or a thousand kilograms of first-level black iron ore, and I earn less than one spiritual stone."

"Alas~, a magic weapon costs at least thousands of spiritual stones, and digging a fourth-level black iron ore can't earn a spiritual stone. Mining is just earning a little hard labor money."

When Ye Mo thought of the value of this fourth-level black iron ore, he felt depressed because he earned so little.

No matter how good the things are, they don't belong to him, and he won't get much benefit from digging them out.

No wonder the monks don't want to mine, it's just hard physical work, nothing else.

Ye Mo couldn't think any more, and didn't dare to think any more. If he thought any more, he might take a risk and try to secretly take the black iron ore away.

But once discovered, it would be a serious crime to kill without mercy.

Dig hard to earn spiritual stones, and when you earn enough spiritual stones, leave the mine and find another way out.

"It's better to be the city lord! Once you become the city lord, all the spiritual wood and spiritual ore on a spiritual island will automatically belong to the city lord. If I can become the lord of the fairy village, I don't have to worry about these dozens of spiritual stones."

Ye Mo shook his head helplessly and threw away the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

Thinking of the fairy village, Ye Mo suddenly remembered his ancient painting scroll.

The ancient painting depicts a misty fairy village.

Ye Mo's heart moved, and he took out his scroll of ancient painting from his waist.

He hadn't looked at this old and simple ancient painting for many days.

His mother said that this scroll of ancient painting had strangely appeared beside him since he was born. When he was a child, he was used to looking at this ancient scroll of fairy-like charm during his rest time after every hard practice of martial arts, which made him feel relaxed and peaceful.

Since he sailed out to sea and drifted to an unknown island, there have always been people around him, and he gradually rarely looked at this ancient painting.

In the quiet mine tunnel, Ye Mo thought of this ancient painting again.

Ye Mo was also puzzled.

This scroll of ancient painting that he had been with since childhood had too many magical features. It was not damaged by swords, water and fire, and mud. This simple ancient painting had too many things that puzzled him.

Ye Mo was now covered in sweat, but the ancient painting tied to his waist for collection was not stained with sweat.

Ye Mo spread the ancient painting on the ground and watched it silently.

In the past, he had always thought that this painting was a very beautiful one.

But now that he had come to Donglai Fairy Village and had seen the world, he discovered more mysteries in the ancient painting.

On the ancient painting scroll, it was clearly a picture of a real fairy village.

This fairy village was surrounded by a fine fence wall. The wood of the fence was so fine that it could even be distinguished that it was made of spiritual wood.

A low thatched cottage in the fairy village.

In front of the cottage, there was a field of one acre in size. The field was empty, with a few solitary grasses growing.

A little fox with green hair was lazily sitting cross-legged in front of the cottage. It raised its head, smiled coquettishly, and seemed to be looking around.

Every time he saw this little fox, Ye Mo always felt that it was particularly spiritual, or should be described as cunning, just like a naughty child.

There is also a proud and colorful rooster in the painting, walking in the fields, looking for millet. It tilted its head and seemed to glance at the little fox in front of the hut, with a hint of disdain in its eyes.

The little fox also seemed to occasionally look at the rooster, as if it was salivating over the deliciousness of the chicken.

There was a big tree behind the hut, and a red crow stood on the treetop. It was blocked by the dense leaves, and only poked its head out, silently watching the little green fox and the rooster in front of the hut, as if it was deeply afraid of them.

"There is something weird in this painting!"

Ye Mo carefully observed the details in the painting and pondered.