Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

Xiao Lin didn't force it, and he and Qi Wu Yue randomly chose a mine to go down.

There are five mines in total, but the rat-like monk in long robes said that the five mines are interconnected.

The five mine tunnels were originally built just to make it easier for the hauler monks to drag their bamboo baskets out without getting too crowded, thus saving more time for them to work.

There were also animal oil lamps hung at intervals inside the mine tunnel, but the light was dim and one could only see a vague outline.

The ground beneath my feet was indeed covered with mineral residues, tiny crystals mixed with soil, black as ink, and quite soft to step on.

The space inside the mine tunnel is irregular, sometimes wide and sometimes narrow and difficult to navigate. Not only is it winding, but the terrain is also extremely steep.

Some of the mined stones have exposed long and thin tips that are extremely sharp.

Xiao Lin took the lead and walked in front. When he encountered dangerous sharp rocks protruding from the stone wall on the side of the road, he reminded Qi Wu Yue to be careful and avoid them.

But if you're not careful, you'll bump into it with a "bang".

It was a stone hanging upside down like a stalactite. Xiao Lin leaned over to avoid it and was about to remind Qi Wu Yue to remember to bend down and lower his head.

He had already bumped into it.

The mine was dark and Qi Wu Yue could not see clearly at all. However, he was not like Xiao Lin, whose eyes had been tempered by the Phoenix True Fire and could see normally in the dark.

As a practitioner who never trained his body, Qi Wu Yue had a red bump on his forehead in an instant. He immediately held his head, tears welling up in his eyes: "It hurts..."

When Xiao Lin turned around and saw this scene, his heart skipped a beat.

Delicate, pitiful, and cute.

Qi Wu Yue gasped in pain.

very painful……

He wants to blow up this hole!

Xiao Lin took out the ointment from the mustard ring with heartache, dipped some in it, and slowly applied it on the bump on Qi Wu Yue's forehead with his fingertips.

While applying the ointment, he blew gently on the injured area to relieve the pain caused by the swelling.

The golden-red flame suddenly lit up, like a circle of fire, melting the sharp stones wherever it passed, and the narrow and difficult space suddenly became much brighter.

The little butterfly held a night-shining pearl that was bigger than its body and flew in the mine. Warm white light emanated from the pearl, illuminating the area ten meters around it as bright as day.

The Phoenix's true fire leads the way, the night pearl provides illumination, look at her father's display.

There was indeed a lot of black gold slag left in the mine, and even the soil was mixed with fine black crystal particles like sand.

However, as Wang Liu said, there is indeed nothing valuable here.

After searching for a long time, the largest ore he found was only the size of a palm. Spending spirit stones to search for treasure would only be a losing business.

The mine manager is not stupid.

Five spirit stones per hour doesn't seem expensive.

Add to that the fact that “you can take away whatever ore you find”, and it’s hard not to be flocking to it.

There are always people who take chances and think that if they can dig out a piece of high-quality ore in the mine, they can make a small profit.

The fact is, often the capital cannot be recovered.

The mine is interconnected in all directions, just like another Blackrock City.

The slag nearby has been almost mined out, and those dredge monks are also mining in the area they have selected about ten miles deep in the mine.

The air inside was not flowing smoothly, but rather stuffy and cramped. The monks who were mining the slag waved their special iron shovels, and each shovel brought up at least dozens of kilograms of soil and slag.

The heavy work, the sultry air, and every one of the heavy workers were sweating profusely.

The little butterfly glanced sideways and found that it was not easy to earn spirit stones in the world of immortal cultivation.

Fortunately, she is smart, clever and lovable, and she decisively clings to the villain. Not only is her life safe from now on in the dangerous continent, but she can also eat, sleep and look at beautiful women every day.

With the protagonist's amazing cooking skills and her guidance, he can easily replicate any delicious food.

She eats and sleeps every day, then bullies the big lion and drools at her father's face like a fangirl. It feels so good.

#I became a winner in life after traveling through a book#

As for cultivation, what is that?

How can a cute little butterfly be allowed to eat something so bitter?

Although flying with a sword is cool and fancy spells are amazing, these are not enough reasons for her to work hard.

Is it that her father’s shoulders are not high enough or that her father’s sleeves are not safe enough?

I’m so young and have two fathers. I’ll be lying there like a useless fish!

The little butterfly was holding a night pearl and flying leisurely. When it was tired, it sat on Qi Wu Yue's shoulder and placed the night pearl on its little knees.

If you behave well, your handsome dad will feed you a melon seed that he has peeled himself.

The little butterfly puffed out its chest with pride.

Just ask, does the protagonist have the same treatment as her?

There were obviously no valuables near the entrance of the mine, but I didn't want to spend too much spirit stones, so I could only look around in some nooks and crannies.

Release Xiao Jin and adjust its size to just the right size to accommodate two people.

The golden-red flames condensed into a large fireball, rolling rapidly in the curved mine, burning out a circular entrance.

Xiao Jin carried the two people on his back, turned into a golden light, and followed closely behind.

They traveled for nearly a hundred miles and found themselves in an almost unexplored area. The small amount of spiritual energy that leaked out from the black crystal slag accumulated over time and condensed into clusters of crystals that were crystal clear and extremely beautiful.

The further you go in, the more clusters of crystals you see. There is a cluster every ten steps or so. They are of varying sizes, all holy, beautiful, and clean, as if they were some rare treasure.

However, the spiritual power contained in the crystal is very small. Although it is extremely beautiful, no one is interested in it.

Without spiritual power, it cannot be made into a magical instrument. In the eyes of cultivators, it is just a beautiful stone, not even worth being used as an ornament.

Although the female monk cares about her appearance, she would not go out with a crystal stone like this that has no spiritual power.

In the world of immortal cultivation, there are fights for life and death. Every piece of jewelry worn by a female cultivator is a magical tool with different functions, be it for defense, attack, or escape.

Bringing a stone with you, no matter how beautiful it is, will only lead to faster death if it takes up the place of a magical weapon.

Little Butterfly obviously didn't understand this, and asked with sparkling eyes: "Is it crystal? Daddy, can we dig it out?"

Qi Wu Yue just likes beautiful stones, and doesn’t care much about whether they contain spiritual power or their functions or effects.

He nodded upon hearing this, "Okay, but this thing is useless, just pick the one you like best."

Qi Ertian was immediately disappointed, "Ah, can't it be sold for money?"

Qi Wu Yue: “No one wants it.”

The crystals are colorful and beautiful, like beautiful colored glaze, transparent, white as a lotus, pink with a hint of red, blue as the sea...

Although she is a beautiful waste, she has successfully won the love of Qi Wu Yue and Little Butterfly.

Qi Wu Yue took out a silver shovel and went to dig crystals with Little Butterfly.

Xiao Lin curved his eyebrows and patrolled the cave to see if he could find any ore that could yield some value.

Otherwise, someone will feel sorry for the spirit stones later.