Without Miss, they might not even have noticed this waterfall, let alone the spirit mine.

The young lady said she would divide the money among them and didn't intend to shortchange them, so they were quite content!

Because they were near the waterfall, the deeper they dug, the more moisture the soil contained. Everyone quickly became covered in mud, but no one complained about being dirty or tired. On the contrary, the more they dug, the more energetic they became, and the scene was bustling with activity.

After digging down another meter or two, Ji Fengyao keenly felt as if she had passed through a thin membrane.

She subconsciously dispersed her consciousness.

When exploring downwards, one's spiritual sense is unobstructed, and one can clearly feel that the deeper one goes, the purer and richer the spiritual energy becomes.

But when she looked up, she only felt that the mud above seemed endless.

This situation was exactly the same as when she had looked down from above before.

Ji Fengyao reached into that invisible membrane and passed through it twice. She then looked at Xique, An Zijin, Luyang, and Zhuang Shaoze, who were also mining with great enthusiasm and without any apparent obstruction. She was completely puzzled.

This strange barrier only hinders divine sense, but does not prevent physical movement;

Moreover, this barrier stretches across the depths of the earth, extending for countless miles.

Who exactly went to such great lengths to set it up, and why? What is the purpose of its existence?

“Chaos…Heart of Chaos…” Suddenly, an extremely urgent yet unusually weak voice came from within the Tower of Life.

"What wonton dumplings? Are you still half asleep or dreaming?" Ji Fengyao was completely bewildered by it. She instinctively retorted with her divine sense, but the voice disappeared again, as if it had never appeared at all.

"Master, Little Thirteen, play, go outside!" Little Thirteen sensed Ji Fengyao's divine sense and immediately climbed up from the couch inside the room.

Ji Fengyao glanced at the muddy puddle beside her and her lips twitched: "There's mud everywhere here, are you sure?"

"Play...out...Master," Little Thirteen clapped his hands, laughing ingratiatingly.

Ji Fengyao had no choice but to move him out.

Before she could let go, the little guy struggled and jumped into the dark, muddy mud with a "plop".

The little guy instantly rolled into a little mud ball, laughing happily, and splashing around in the mud.

An Zijin was alright; she had already met Xiao Shisan.

Lu Yang and Zhuang Shaoze were both stunned when Ji Fengyao conjured a child out of thin air.

Good heavens!

Is this young lady a monster? How can she conjure up a living person?!

When the magpie saw Little Thirteen, she happily rushed over, scooped him out of the mud, and teased him by gently pinching his little nose, saying, "Little Thirteen, I'm your Auntie Magpie, do you remember me?"

Little Thirteen's dark eyes stared intently at the magpie, as if deep in thought, but the smile on his face remained unchanged:

This auntie looks familiar, but I really can't remember her.

He remembers another aunt, but hasn't seen her recently.

"Little Thirteen, Auntie Xique is your own aunt, you should get closer to her, okay? She'll love you a lot," Ji Fengyao said, adding fuel to the fire when she saw Little Thirteen standing there dumbfounded.

"Auntie...Auntie!" Little Thirteen, like a clever little devil, immediately pounced into Xique's arms and kissed Xique's neck and face, getting mud all over her.

An Zijin: "..."

I feel so sour, like a lemon.

Why does this little guy look so disgusted when she's with him, and won't even give her a second glance?