Chapter 115
Of course, his secluded cultivation disease
For three months, Cheng Hui, apart from occasionally handling daily affairs, mostly spent his time in seclusion practicing.
Of course, his kind of secluded practice is not like Zhang Yifan's, who is almost in seclusion forever, but the kind that he can come out at any time.
With such hard training, Cheng Hui's cultivation level was successfully improved to the middle stage of foundation building.
Yes, that’s right, it’s still the middle stage of foundation building, and there is no improvement.
What was he thinking? In a world where cultivation advancement is measured in years, what good could three months do? At best, it would allow Cheng Hui's cultivation to stabilize completely.
After all, when they were building their foundation, it was easy as it was a natural process, but breaking through to the middle stage of foundation building was entirely dependent on that magical waterfall.
To be honest, Cheng Hui still doesn't know what the waterfall is all about. He is also not sure whether the scenes of the birth and death of the world he has seen are real or an illusion.
On this day, Cheng Hui was so quiet that he wanted to move, so he walked out of the quiet room.
The weather outside is very good. The sky is blue and the bright sunshine shines on the earth, making the ground warm.
Cheng Hui strolled to the mining area. It was working time and the hardworking miners had already gone deep into the mine. Occasionally, one or two people would push a mine cart out and hand it over to a place specifically for collecting ore.
Those people were dressed in rags, but they were very strong and there was no trace of sadness on their faces.
Mining is a very hard job. Fortunately, the Corpse Puppet Sect is very generous to these mortals and never withholds their food money. In addition, after Cheng Hui took charge of the management here, he put even more effort into logistics.
He couldn't improve the innate conditions here, but he could do something within his ability.
For example, improving the logistics and food, building a few tracks for the miners so that they no longer have to work hard to carry the ore by manpower.
"Master Cheng!"
"Meet Immortal Cheng."
When the miners saw Cheng Hui, they greeted him excitedly.
After three months of getting along with each other, they all knew that Master Cheng had a very good temper and was very attentive to the miners. He even took the initiative to improve their treatment so that they could have enough food and drink before going to work every day.
In fact, the Corpse Puppet Sect had never treated them unfairly in the past. They just saved the wages they were given and rarely spent them on themselves.
All Cheng Hui did was provide lunch, and he would catch some wild beasts or monsters, and use their bones to make soup to provide nutrition for these miners.
It didn't cost much money, but it was much better than the dry food that the miners usually brought with them. Not only did it make them full, but it also improved the efficiency of mining. In the end, the Corpse Puppet Sect made a profit.
At first, those in charge of general affairs and logistics were a little dissatisfied, but after discovering the benefits of doing so, they were immediately overjoyed.
The increase in mining output is also of great benefit to them. Since then, these people have been extremely respectful to Cheng Hui.
"Senior Brother Cheng!" The disciple on duty today was a pretty female disciple. When she saw Cheng Hui appear, her eyes lit up slightly.
Cheng Hui himself is very handsome, tall and straight. After absorbing the blood of the thousand-year-old zombie, his body shape has not changed, but his inner muscles have become stronger.
And because of his connection with Lin Qingyang, there is a trace of bloody murderous aura in him, giving people the feeling of a wild beast, but it is neutralized by his own gentleness.
In short, Cheng Hui is now a handsome guy with a mixture of gentleness and wildness, and full of this contradictory charm. Such a person's attraction to any male orientation is visible to the naked eye.
Obviously, the junior sister in front of him is one of them.
"Senior Brother Cheng, is there anything wrong? Do you need my help?" the little sister asked coquettishly.
"It's okay. I've been quiet for a while and want to move around. You can go ahead and do your thing." Cheng Hui smiled gently.
The junior sister sighed inwardly. This Senior Brother Cheng was good in every way except that he was a little slow and always failed to receive her kindness.
Cheng Hui waved to the junior sister and walked away leisurely. Although the junior sister felt regretful, she did not dare to give up her work to accompany her.
After all, Brother Cheng always took his work very seriously. Previously, a brother had left his post without permission, and when Brother Cheng found out, he gave him a good scolding. So everyone knew that Brother Cheng hated people who didn't work seriously.
Since she was interested in Senior Brother Cheng, she naturally wouldn't do anything that would annoy him.
The mining area was very quiet, but there were faint voices coming from the other side.
Cheng Hui walked over, bypassed the center of the mining area, and soon came to a relatively narrow area.
He noticed that there was a big door here, and two monks from the Corpse Puppet Sect were guarding the door. When they saw Cheng Hui appear, they hurriedly saluted.
"Senior Brother Cheng."
"What's going on?" Cheng Hui raised his chin.
There were quite a few people in the gate behind these two cultivators. Judging from the aura emanating from them, they were all cultivators, but their cultivation level was not very high, at most the seventh level of Qi Refining.
The two Corpse Puppet Sect cultivators guarding the door were both at the ninth level of Qi Refining and could break through to the Foundation Establishment stage at any time. It could be said that with the two of them around, these low-level cultivators had no chance of turning against them.
But Cheng Hui didn’t understand why so many low-level cultivators gathered here.
Soon, a monk wearing the robe of a disciple of the Corpse Puppet Sect walked out of the gate. He greeted Cheng Hui. Cheng Hui remembered that this man was originally one of the persons in charge of the mining area. He had met him before when he reported on his work.
"Senior Brother Cheng," he said respectfully, "These people are here to look for treasure."
"Why do they come here to look for treasure?" Cheng Hui wondered.
If there are treasures in the mining area, they must belong to the Corpse Puppet Sect. No matter how brave the foreign cultivators are, they can't openly come to the Corpse Puppet Sect's territory to dig for treasures.
The supervisor quickly explained the matter, and Cheng Hui also remembered it.
This so-called treasure hunt can be considered a small benefit given by the Corpse Puppet Sect to those low-level cultivators.
They specially opened up a small mining area, allowing these low-level cultivators to go in and dig for treasures after paying a small amount of spirit stones. The so-called treasures were nothing more than some spirit stones and their accompanying minerals - you had to be extremely lucky to encounter them.
Generally speaking, as long as you don't slack off, you can basically make your money back. If you are a little more diligent, you can make a small profit. And those who are extremely lucky and can dig up medium-grade spirit stones or even associated minerals can make a huge profit.
The Corpse Puppet Sect has a fixed income of spirit stones every day, and has also gained some reputation among low-level cultivators, so it is not a loss.
Previously, due to the unusual changes at the bottom of the mine and Zeng Ji's escape, in order to prevent spies from getting involved, the small mining area here was temporarily closed and was only opened today, so there are so many low-level cultivators gathered here.
Cheng Hui felt relieved knowing that there were no problems here.
Watching the group of cultivators enthusiastically discussing the possible gains today, Cheng Hui suddenly had an idea and took out ten low-grade spirit stones and stuffed them into the supervisor's hand.
The supervisor looked at him in confusion. Cheng Hui smiled and said, "That's great. I'll go down and take a look too. Here are today's expenses."
"What? This...is not necessary..." The supervisor was about to refuse.
"Take it. You still have to follow the rules. Besides, if you don't take it, what if I really dig up something good? Will it be yours and mine?" Cheng Hui said with a smile.
The supervisor was suddenly at a loss whether to laugh or cry. After all, he was an outer disciple of the Corpse Puppet Sect and was not so short-sighted.
Besides, even if he has no shame, the Corpse Puppet Sect still has to have some dignity!
Not to mention that this mining area was originally open to them, even the act of robbing treasures from low-level cultivators would be embarrassing enough to tell others about it.
Back then, someone dug out very expensive associated minerals in the mine, but the manager at the time didn't try to snatch them away. In fact, he even sent people to escort the wandering cultivator to a big city, which greatly improved the favorability of the Corpse Puppet Sect at that time.
It was precisely because of the actions of that supervisor back then that the Corpse Puppet Sect had a very good reputation among many low-level cultivators. In addition, the Corpse Puppet Sect itself was one of the unorthodox sects, both good and evil. Therefore, many high-level cultivators would list the Corpse Puppet Sect as their first choice when they had achieved success in their cultivation and wanted to find a backer.
Cheng Hui handed over the spirit stones and squeezed into the group of wandering cultivators in a flash.
He was wearing a very ordinary robe, and he was deliberately keeping a low profile, so he was not noticeable at all among the casual cultivators.
In a very short time, he had already struck up a conversation with his 'neighbors' and successfully blended into their small group.
Most of these independent cultivators have their own small groups. After all, the saying "strength in numbers" is just a saying. When you discover a small piece of rich ore in a mine below, you cannot defend it if you are not strong enough.
It was natural for Cheng Hui to follow the newly joined small group into the mine.
This small group was also formed temporarily. The team leader is an old hand. According to him, he has been digging here for ten years and knows exactly where the rich mines and poor mines are below.
Cheng Hui originally just wanted to join them for some fun, but after entering, he discovered that this experienced leader was not lying and was really familiar with the situation below.
Everyone followed him, walking through the twists and turns of the mine tunnel. It took them more than half an hour, and many people in the team were getting impatient, so he led everyone into a very secluded mine tunnel.
"That's it. Everyone, spread out around here. Don't worry. The quality of the spirit stones here is average, but there are plenty of them. As long as you dig carefully, I guarantee you'll make a fortune." The old man rubbed his hands a little bit obscenely. "Of course, we agreed beforehand that for every ten spirit stones you dig out, I'll get one. This is our first collaboration, so let's just leave it at that for now. Once you get familiar with the area, I can take you to a better place."
"A better place?" A monk who had been very silent along the way suddenly asked.
Cheng Hui glanced at him. The aura of this man was a bit strange. He seemed to be only at the third level of Qi Refining, but Cheng Hui felt that he might be hiding his cultivation level.
"That's right." The team leader raised his head proudly. "I've already said I'm very familiar with this place. The mining area I brought you to today isn't very valuable, but it's great because it contains a lot of spirit stones. However, you also understand that our cooperation has just begun. Once I trust you more, I will take you to other places, such as... places with expensive associated minerals."
"You're kidding, aren't you?" the monk said expressionlessly. "You? Everyone knows that the birth of associated minerals depends entirely on luck. You're definitely lying when you say there's an area that can produce a large amount of associated minerals."
"Nonsense! You know nothing! I..." The old man was provoked by the monk and immediately became angry. Fortunately, he sobered up quickly and sneered at the monk: "Don't think I don't know that you just want to find out about that place. Ha, it's impossible. Give up. I won't say anything until you gain my trust!"
Cheng Hui: ...Oh no!
It feels like I can already see the death flag on his head.
Light the candle!
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