Inside the mine, the air was polluted, and a faint blood-colored mist pervaded the area.
This was the sinister aura emanating from the bloodstone ore, which caused discomfort to the living and could corrode any living beings that stayed in the aura for too long.
However, everyone present was either a demonic cultivator or a demon, so they actually felt refreshed and delighted within the bloodstone mine.
The sinister aura that ordinary people feared like a ferocious tiger was like a nurturing environment for the demonic cultivators.
Each outer disciple breathed in deeply with pleasure as if they were ordinary people inhaling fresh air.
Guan Xiaoshun whispered quietly, “The aura in this bloodstone mine is so dense. It’s greatly beneficial to demonic cultivators… Why doesn’t the sect send outer disciples to mine here?”
Staying in the mine for a long time was like receiving a buff that enhanced one’s cultivation.
However, the Demon Refining Sect had arranged for mortal miners to work here, not demonic cultivators…
Li Muyang shook his head and explained in a low voice, “The sinister aura from the bloodstone ore is too overbearing. Occasional contact is fine, but long-term exposure can corrode even demonic cultivators.”
“Once the mind is corroded by the aura, it becomes difficult to expel it. That’s why mortals are arranged to mine here.”“When the mortals can no longer work due to the corrosion, a new batch of mortals is brought in to replace them.”
The exploitation tactics of the Demonic Sect were almost like those of a black coal kiln, treating the mortal miners as disposable consumables.
As Li Muyang explained, he kept surveying the bloodstone mine as if searching for something.
The moment he stepped into the mine, he faintly heard a familiar sound of a sword’s cry.
However, no one else heard it, and everyone else was unresponsive.
Li Muyang was puzzled—could it be that the demonic sword was slumbering within this bloodstone mine?
But after walking in the mine for a long time, he didn’t hear the sword’s cry again.
It seemed that the initial sound was just his illusion.
The low mine had numerous passages, with pillars built into the stone walls to stabilize the tunnels.
Before seeing it with one’s own eyes, it was impossible to imagine that the underground of Demon Sword City was hollowed out like this.
The crisscrossing dark passages resembled a giant ant nest.
Soon, an order came down, and Elder Yan instructed the disciples to scatter throughout the tunnels and place the flags deep within the mine to set up a large formation for refining resentful spirits and dissolving residual souls.
The disciples dispersed with their orders.
Li Muyang, Guan Xiaoshun, and Li Yuechan received a flag and a map, instructing them to deliver the flag to a designated location and set it up.
The task was not difficult. After Li Muyang and the others placed the flag at the specified location, their only job was to ensure that the flag remained standing. ŗＡŊỔВΕs̩
As the formation activated, the flag emitted a faint purple glow.
Purple light rays wove ceaselessly through the mine, converging to form an intricate large formation.
Li Muyang and the others stood at the edge of the flag, feeling the purple light rays constantly flying past them.
At first, they were on edge, fearing any accidents. But as time passed and nothing happened in the mine, they relaxed.
The job was more leisurely than they had imagined.
Although the bloodstone mine was said to be haunted, after over a hundred outer disciples entered, no so-called ancient spirits appeared.
Not to mention, more than twenty inner disciples patrolled back and forth, and several of Elder Yan’s direct disciples occasionally walked around, inspecting the movement of the flags in the mine.
The originally somewhat eerie bloodstone mine now felt lively.
Elder Yan sat at the center of the formation, operating it to refine souls, but the results were meager.
The grand battle between humans and ghosts that Li Muyang had imagined did not occur.
After the flags were placed throughout the bloodstone mine and the formation was set up, the group of resentful spirits did not emerge to attack the living.
Instead, they all disappeared without a trace.
“…These ancient spirits are the standard type that bullies the weak and fears the strong,” Guan Xiaoshun said in a low voice.
The giant rat demon king’s ghost they encountered in the city was the same, bullying the weak and fearing the strong, hiding as soon as high-level cultivators arrived.
To be honest, this was quite troublesome.
If the resentful spirits hid and did not show themselves, even with a large formation set up, it would be difficult to deal with them.
However, since Elder Yan had come all the way to Demon Sword City, she was not likely to give up easily.
The large formation in the bloodstone mine was set up for an entire night, and it wasn’t until dawn that the disciples were instructed to collect the flags and leave.
Although they had no gains, Elder Yan was prepared for a prolonged standoff.
As Li Muyang and the others left, they saw Elder Yan with a cold expression, seemingly having everything under control.
The many outer disciples who returned without success were led back to by Senior Brother Cheng and returned to their temporary residences.
“After everyone has eaten, you are free to do as you please. Rest well, and gather at the entrance of the alley at dusk. We will continue to the mine tonight,” Senior Brother Cheng gave a few simple instructions before letting the disciples disperse.
This young and aloof Senior Brother was not old, but he was very cold.
However, as people dispersed, he specifically warned Li Muyang and Guan Xiaoshun as he passed by them, “You two don’t wander around these few days, be careful of those demons seeking revenge.”
Although the demons were temporarily quiet, Senior Brother Cheng did not relax his vigilance.
Li Muyang and Guan Xiaoshun were his “accomplices” in slaying the demons, so he specifically cautioned them not to let their guard down.
Li Muyang and Guan Xiaoshun would also be targets if the demons sought revenge.
Li Muyang was indifferent. He didn’t really like wandering around anyway.
Now with Senior Brother Cheng’s words, he felt even more justified in staying in his room, busy playing games.
After a period of being alone, the Outer Sect’s top students gradually understood Li Muyang’s temperament, knowing that he didn’t like to be disturbed, so few people bothered him.
Thus, Li Muyang became even more of a loner.
In a group of outer disciples who were all very sociable and appeared to have close relationships, Li Muyang, who hardly participated in social activities, became a solitary oddity.
On the other hand, his little sister Li Yuechan was cheerful and got along very well with the group of female disciples.
She was loved by everyone and disliked by none.
Her emotional intelligence, intelligence, and interpersonal skills were flawless.
She also had a deep friendship with Elder Yan’s direct disciple, Senior Sister Ning, and they often gathered together.
At this point, Li Yuechan had become the most popular person among the outer disciples on the trip to Demon Sword City.
From the neighboring courtyard, laughter and conversation could be heard continuously; people were having a great time.
Meanwhile, separated by just a wall, in the empty and quiet room, Li Muyang seemed to have fallen asleep after eating.
But within his tightly closed eyes, he could see the game interface of the system.
The huge half-demon general Luo Feng, transformed by magic and wielding a demonic sword, swung the sword at Li Muyang, who was charging toward him.
【Half-demon General Luo Feng: Jiang Xiaoyu! You dare to stop me? Mind your own business!】
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