Han Li immediately stood up and stepped out of his lodging, leaving the inn. He stopped a beast carriage on the street and headed directly toward a certain city gate. That private mine, of course, could not be on the island, and it was located in a very remote area—no matter how he drove his flight light directly, it would take several days to reach. Three days later, Han Li emerged as a faint green streak, racing through the sky. Below, the once-ruffled lake surface had now given way to a series of rising, dark green mountain ranges. Suddenly, the mountains ahead eased, revealing a towering peak that rose straight like a giant sword, over ten thousand zhang high, impressively majestic. Upon seeing this peak, Han Li's face lit up with joy. After murmuring, "Finally, here we are," he immediately lowered his flight light and descended toward the peak. The green glow faded! Han Li's figure instantly materialized upon a massive boulder at the summit of the great peak. Closing his eyes, he projected his vast spiritual awareness downward, sweeping it across the ground below... A short while later, Han Li opened his eyes, pressed a hand seal, and yellow glyphs suddenly shimmered on his body. Then, twisting his body slightly, he vanished completely from the stone. At that instant, deep within the mountain's core, a yellow glow flashed, and Han Li's form briefly emerged, slightly blurred. He glanced around at the dim surroundings, furrowed his brows, grasped his hand, and then threw it out. A white orb detached itself and soared upward, spiraling before settling steadily above his head, illuminating the entire area as if it were daytime. Though Han Li's spiritual vision allowed him to clearly perceive his surroundings with only a slight adjustment of his inner energy, he found it more convenient to simply do it this way. After completing this task, Han Li realized he had found himself in a somewhat abandoned mine passage, where the walls were covered with uneven depressions and scattered, unremarkable mineral debris. Ahead, a long, narrow corridor curved steadily deeper into the mountain. From the slightly inclined floor, it appeared the passage extended further into the mountain's core. After scanning the surroundings thoroughly, Han Li finally focused his attention on a plain, unassuming stone embedded in one of the walls—a mineral that was originally of very low value and accompanied the primary ores. Covered in numerous cracks, it was so unremarkable that even someone with a bit of experience would have shown no interest upon first glance. Yet, after observing it several times, a gentle smile formed on Han Li's lips. With a simple arm motion, he spread his fingers and grasped it firmly. "Whoosh!" The stone immediately trembled, pulled abruptly from the wall by an unseen, powerful force, and glowed yellow as it fell into the palm of his hand. With a slight exertion of his fingers, the rock transformed into a burst of yellow light, exploding into fragments. After the light faded, a pale black scroll shimmered in the palm of Han Li, its surface glowing with intermittent, flickering light. "Hey, I suppose I've got a bit of cleverness after all!" Han Li said with a chuckle, merely glancing at the scroll with his spirit sense before placing it into his sleeve and walking steadily forward. The mineral tunnel was extremely long and narrow, with countless branching pathways spreading out like a spider's web. Yet Han Li seemed entirely familiar with the route, making no effort to look at his surroundings as he turned left and right, advancing several hundred feet in mere moments before pausing again at a crossroads, surveying the area carefully. A sharp "thud!"—Han Li flicked his finger slightly, and a section of stone at the intersection cracked open, from which a black scroll shot forth. With a simple shake of his sleeve, a surge of emerald mist flowed out. The scroll of black runes was carried back to韩立's palm by the radiance. After gathering the scroll himself, Han Li shifted slightly and appeared within one of the passageways, continuing on his way. Clearly, the runes extracted in sequence served as directional guidance, leading Han Li directly toward the deepest part of the private mine. Thus, relying on the mutual感应 between the runes, Han Li periodically withdrew a rune at various points along the tunnel. After three or four hours, he had journeyed deeper and farther underground, with the branching junctions gradually becoming fewer and fewer. The depressions and traces on the tunnel walls also diminished in number, until eventually, along a long stretch of passage, only occasional marks—around a hundred—remained from the excavations. Nevertheless, fragments of ore that had fallen from the ceiling revealed that the ore's type and quality had notably improved compared to earlier. It was no wonder that the miners, even though they had already begun to drift away from the original vein, were unwilling to abandon their current location and continued digging deeper. While Han Li was quietly pondering this, his steps suddenly halted. Before him, the road was abruptly blocked by countless scattered stones, the half-channel deliberately crushed and collapsed under force. Han Li's brow furrowed slightly, yet he made no pause, continuing forward without hesitation. His body's yellow glow flashed once more, and the white light sphere above him dispersed and vanished, as if he had become an intangible form, directly merging into the rubble. After a meal's worth of time, Han Li finally pierced through the collapsed section and emerged from the other side of the stones. As soon as the yellow glow on his body faded, he began to survey the surroundings. To their surprise, although there was still a passage ahead, it was noticeably shorter than the one before, and the walls were rough and uneven, as though it had only just been recently mined. Han Li's gaze then settled on a small patch of alternating black and white residue on the ground nearby. With a simple hand gesture, he summoned it into his hands and examined it closely. "It's indeed Strange Demon Gold! This must be where they're extracted." After reviewing the residue, he tossed it aside with a pleased expression. Then, without delay, he closed his eyes and extended his vast spiritual awareness, probing forward into the vast area ahead. "Hm, this mine tunnel seems remarkably long... There appears to be a natural seal ahead, preventing my spiritual awareness from advancing further. Hm, there are people nearby as well. Their cultivation levels are quite low—likely the mine laborers. Perhaps they can still prove useful after all!" Han Li opened his eyes, slightly surprised, but after a moment's thought, he made up his mind. With only a slight movement, he vanished into the darkness ahead. A short while later, Han Li appeared in a small cave that had been recently excavated. Before him, three magical race miners, their clothes torn and skin darkened, were crouched in fear. All three bore horns on their heads and had an ugly appearance, clearly belonging to the same tribe. "You said that only you three remain here, and all the others have been slaughtered?" Han Li asked calmly. "Yes, sir! If it weren't for our three being alert and managing to detach early and hide, we would have met the same fate," the middle miner replied, his body trembling, his head bowed low. "Eliminating them—this would have been a natural course of action for them." "So it seems the strange magical gold here has all been personally mined by you," Han Li murmured to himself, then glanced at them with a sudden look of inquiry. "Yes, sir. Indeed, it is our hands that have brought it to light," the middle miner replied, not fully understanding the purpose of Han Li's question, but answering nonetheless with determination. "Very well. I have a few questions for you. If your answers satisfy me, I will personally rescue you—there's no guarantee, of course. Otherwise, the mine tunnels have already collapsed, and even if I don't intervene, you'll all starve to death here eventually," Han Li said calmly. "Sir, if you agree to save us, we promise to speak openly and honestly, without reservation," the middle miner quickly raised his head and said without hesitation. The other two miners were equally astonished and delighted. "First, when did you first discover these strange magical golds? And during the mining process, did you encounter any unusual occurrences or anomalies?" Han Li asked slowly. "The strange golden ore was discovered about two months ago. Due to the soil here being as hard as iron, our group of over a hundred workers spent such a long time that we've only just managed to exhaust the entire deposit. During the excavation process, particularly near the end, several incidents actually occurred. At one point, several of our companions suddenly rolled over and collapsed, turning into dust right before everyone's eyes." The middle-aged miner paused slightly, then recounted the events truthfully, his face showing clear apprehension when he reached the last two sentences. "They rolled over and collapsed, turning into dust—exactly as I described." Han Li pondered for a moment, then pointed a finger at a black stone nearby, asking aloud at the same time. A flash of green light! A green thread shot out from his fingertip, pierced the stone instantly, and then spiraled back, vanishing in a flash. The stone, which appeared solid, suddenly crumbled into a pile of gray-white dust with a loud "boom." Upon seeing this scene, the three mine slaves instantly grew pale, and the middle one hurried to shout, "Sir, it's exactly like this. Our several companions were suddenly taken from us in just this manner." "Then, when this happened, did anyone from above come to investigate?" Han Li nodded and asked again. "Sir, indeed, people did come to check, but at the spots where our companions had been digging, there was nothing out of the ordinary. Once others resumed work, everything proceeded normally. With such repeated incidents, the upper management naturally stopped asking about it. After all, our mine slaves' lives were never considered very valuable." The middle slave sighed with a wry smile. "Once an anomaly occurs, and then nothing else follows—this is quite interesting. Now, you several, please accurately point out the exact locations where these incidents took place!" Han Li chuckled and added. "Under your orders, sir!" "It's my great honor to serve you!" ... Naturally, the three mine servants could not hesitate, and all respectfully agreed. "Now, there's one final question. Will you honestly tell me whether the rare magical gold of this land has indeed been completely extracted?" Han Li's expression darkened, and suddenly posed another question. A young child, entrusted with a great mission, was born into a cultivator's family. Witness his growth amidst the turbulent storms of the immortal realm. Until he reached the pinnacle of the grand path, he would relentlessly kill cultivators, seek vengeance, defeat demons, and slay immortals—no one could stop him.