"The first-level black iron ore weighs 2,920 kilograms. The second-level ore weighs forty-one kilograms, which is converted into a first-level iron ore of 86 kilograms. A total of five thousand and seven kilograms!"
The mine supervisor loudly announced the quantity.
"Fellow Daoist Ye calculated carefully, and he only gained two kilograms more!"
The young monk was stunned and looked at Ye Mo with a strange expression.
"Digging every piece of ore requires a lot of energy, so you have to be careful. There are actually two more kilograms. If there is a chance to mine in the future, I will be more precise."
Ye Mo laughed at himself. He had known that the scale was inaccurate. After estimating the error, he deliberately weighed only two kilograms more.
The young monk's face couldn't help but twitch. This guy is so shrewd and knows all about this kind of thing. Who is he?
"Fellow Taoist, is it time to get the spiritual stone?"
Ye Mo put the mining shovel on the wooden table and asked.
The young monk came back to his senses, nodded and said: "I'm sorry for being rude, but I have to check it with my consciousness first. You are not allowed to take the mine out privately!"
Before Ye Mo could speak, he released his spiritual consciousness and checked Ye Mo. There was no spirit stone involved.
Ye Mo looked calm.
The spiritual weapons, spiritual swords, etc. on his body are all personal belongings, not storage bags, and cannot be searched. The young monk can't see anything special about them.
"This is the wages for a piece of spiritual stone. Keep it, Fellow Daoist Ye!"
After registering, the young monk gave Ye Mo a spiritual stone. Then he watched Ye Mo leave the mining valley with strange eyes.
"Master Supervisor, is there something wrong with this man?"
one of the overseers asked cautiously.
"He earned a piece of spiritual stone and left in a hurry. Who knows what he wanted to do! He probably couldn't stand the smell in the mine and couldn't wait to leave."
The young monk shook his head and said slowly.
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"A horse will not be fat without night grass, and a man will not be rich without windfall! This is indeed true!"
Ye Mo walked quickly on the bluestone road, thinking in his mind.
Five or six thousand kilograms of second- and third-grade black iron ore was enough for him to complete his initial accumulation of financial resources and save a lot of time.
Under the scorching sun at noon, the wide bluestone road looked a little deserted. Except for the occasional carts passing by, only a few pedestrians could be seen.
Leaving the mining area and arriving at the plain area of Lingdao, there are gradually more Lingtian fields on both sides of the road.
The large areas of spiritual fields are full of spiritual grains and spiritual beans swaying in the breeze.
A monk was casting a spell near the spiritual field. Over one acre of the spiritual field, a dark cloud several feet in size floated, and a light rain fell slowly.
"This is the spiritual rain technique, right? The magic of planting spiritual fields is indeed magical."
Ye Mo said to himself in surprise. Although he became a monk, he had never been exposed to other spells except water arrows.
The monk in front of him who was performing the Spiritual Rain Technique must be quite good, and he could actually release a dark cloud several feet in size.
After stopping and watching for a while, the dark clouds, rain and fog dissipated.
Ye Mo just got back on the road and headed to Donglaixian Village, feeling even more eager to practice.
He couldn't help but touch the ancient painting scroll on his waist. The black iron ore inside could be exchanged for a large number of spiritual stones, and he could finally embark on the path of true cultivation.
It has been many months since he cultivated the soul, but Ye Mo has been unable to practice because of the lack of spirit stones. He has already started, but he doesn't know how to continue.
Ye Mo passed by Fairy Village and went directly to Dong Lailing Island Pier without stopping.
He did not immediately go to the village to sell the ore, which required caution. After all, the origin of his black iron ore was unclear.
The pier is still busy.
There are often ships from other fairy villages docking and ships going out to sea. The porters on the dock are all sweating profusely because of their busy schedule.
Ye Mo's ship is still moored at its original berth.
"Master Immortal, are you back?"
Vice Captain Chang learned that Ye Mo was back and hurried out to greet him.
"How was the situation on the ship while I was at the mine?"
Ye Mo asked.
"Dear Immortal Master, everything on the ship is normal and nothing major happened! The crew and guards are busy practicing on weekdays. According to your instructions, they used the gold and silver jewelry left on the ship to purchase a large amount of body-tempering herbs and concentrate on practicing martial arts.
Over the years, Captain Feng has sold slaves and earned a lot of gold, silver and jewelry, which is enough for the warriors on our ship to practice. The crew and guards have made breakthroughs recently.
In addition, I have gone out to sea twice and caught some fish in the foggy area. There are few people on the boat now and I can’t eat too much. An occasional trip is enough.”
He reported on the affairs on the ship in great detail during this period. When Ye Mo was away, he, the deputy captain, basically had to deal with everything big and small.
"Well, it's good that everyone is fine. Where are Wang Hu, Yang You, Mo Ling, and Tunuwei?"
Ye Mo listened carefully, and after confirming Chang Fei's performance, he asked again.
"Brothers Wang and Yang often go to Fairy Village and stay on the boat at night. I don't know what they are busy with. Miss Mo Ling often goes to live with her grandfather in Fairy Village, and occasionally we don't see him for several days.
As for the five Tunu guards, they haven’t gone out. They practice behind closed doors on the ship every day without seeing anyone. However, according to your instructions, they have enough body-tempering herbs and can give them as much as they need."
Chang Fei shook his head and said.
These people are all Ye Mo's followers, or Ye Mo's private slaves, whose status is even greater than that of Chang Fei. Chang Fei can only take care of the crew members, but not Wang Hu, Yang You, Mo Ling, and Tu Nu.
Wei et al.
Ye Mo is not here, those people have their own arrangements.
"Well, I'm going to rest for a while, and we'll talk about other things later."
Ye Mo nodded.
After staying in the mine for more than half a month, the high-intensity mining in the dark, rancid-smelling mine was a bit too much for Ye Mo's physical strength, and he was also very tired mentally.
I took a shower and had something to eat.
Ye Mo had a completely relaxed sleep in his bedroom. When he woke up again, most of the day had passed and there was noise coming from outside the door.
"Miss Mo, you can't go in, the master is resting!"
"You've been sleeping for several hours and you haven't woken up yet? Are you hurt?"
"After the master comes back, the five of us will stay here and everything will be fine! The master's breathing is even and long when sleeping, so there is no problem."
"You...forget it, I'll wait!"
Mo Ling glared at the five ignorant Tunu Guards.
These slave guards are so stubborn. After Ye Mo came back, they guarded the door like wooden sculptures and never left.
She had been here several times, but was blocked by the Tunu guards. These five Tunu guards were loyal and dedicated to their duties, and it was not easy for her to scold them.
"Squeak!"
The cabin door opened and Ye Mo walked out.
"Owner!"
The five Tunu guards had the same body shape and consistent movements, and they half-kneeled to Ye Mo at the same time.
"Brother Ye, I came back yesterday and heard from Vice Captain Chang that you were back, so I came to take a look."
Mo Ling said quickly.
"Well, I happen to be hungry. Let's have a meal together later!"
Ye Mo couldn't help but smile when he saw her.
"Ah, I'll ask the chef to make some good dishes!"
Mo Ling glanced at the Tunu Guards, said, and then went to the kitchen where the cooking was done in the cabin. The former ship owner Feng Xiongchang had a dedicated chef, and he is still on the ship.
"The five of you have all improved your cultivation level by one level. You are already at the eighth level of body training, which is very good!"
Ye Mo was about to ask the five Tunu guards to go down, but he was a little surprised.
"Thank you Master for the body tempering medicine! Otherwise, we would not have been able to break through in such a short time."
One of the five Tunu guards, a female Tunu guard, said softly.
She is the only female among the five guards. She was originally at the seventh level of Body Tempering. After being promoted to the first level, the five Tunu Guards are all martial masters at the eighth level of Body Tempering.
The five local slaves have had a tacit understanding since they were young, and they have joint martial arts skills, so they are very strong. Even ninth-level body-refining warriors may not be their opponents.
"Well, you should practice hard and reach the peak of the ninth level of the warrior as soon as possible! You can go down, there is no need to stay here!"
"Yes, Master!"
..
In the kitchen, the meal has been prepared.
“It tastes really good, and the chef’s skill is greatly improved!”
Ye Mo came to the restaurant in the cabin, sat at the dining table, wolfed down the fragrant fish.
"Is this delicious? I feel like vomiting after eating these fish. You were just released from prison. It seems like you haven't eaten in a long time!"
Mo Ling sat across from him and couldn't help but say without touching his chopsticks.
"You're right, the food in the mine is the same as pig food. For more than half a month, being in the mine is no different than being in jail!"
Ye Mo said quickly.
"Mining is so hard? Then don't go there. There are a lot of monks' jobs in Fairy Village. Although the income is a little less, there is no need to go to the mines and suffer this pain!"
Mo Ling frowned and said.
Ye Mo chuckled. With the thousands of kilograms of black iron ore in the ancient paintings, he would certainly not go to the mines to do the hard work anymore.
However, this cannot be said.
The matter of stealing minerals from the mine must not be leaked at all. Otherwise, the great city lord Zou Ruhai and the Sihai Chamber of Commerce will definitely not be able to spare him, and they will not be satisfied with Lingdao chasing him.
In addition, the ancient painting scroll is also very important, and Ye Mo has no intention of revealing it to others.
"By the way, has Senior Mo recovered from his injuries?"
Ye Mo asked while eating.
"No! It's not getting worse, but there are no obvious signs of recovery. Grandpa said that it may take several years for this injury to heal. It was injured in the abdomen by a monster, and even ordinary healing elixirs are difficult to cure.
Moreover, the healing elixir is also very expensive, costing at least dozens of spiritual stones."
Mo Ling was a little worried.
"Is the injury so serious? But it's good that it hasn't worsened. When you become an immortal cultivator, you can also help your grandfather earn spiritual stones."
Ye Mo raised his head and said a few words of comfort.
"How can it be so easy to earn spiritual stones? There are dozens of spiritual stones. Even if I take the Vitality Pill and become a monk in the Qi-training period and plant spiritual grains, I will only earn one spiritual stone a month. It will take me several years to earn enough.
"
Mo Ling smiled bitterly.
"Brother Ye, I heard from Deputy Chang that you are back!"
Wang Hu's loud voice was heard from a distance outside the restaurant, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps.
Wang Hu and Yang You entered the restaurant one after another.
"You two have also broken through to the seventh level of body tempering, and you are truly high-level warriors."
Ye Mo couldn't help but laugh when he saw the two of them. He slapped Wang Hu on his strong shoulder and said with a smile.
"Brother Ye used so much gold and silver on the ship to buy body-tempering herbs on the Spirit Island. If we two brothers can't cultivate to the late warrior stage, we would be too stupid!"
Wang Hu laughed and scratched his head, very excited and quite proud of his own strength.
A group of them were chatting lively in the cabin restaurant, talking about what had happened in the past half month.
Wang Hu and Yang You often go to the fairy village these days and visit various weapon refining workshops, in order to become immortal cultivators and then go to one of the weapon refining workshops to become a weapon refining boy and learn the craftsmanship.
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The next day.
Ye Mo came to Donglaixian Village, a small weapon-making workshop. Several shirtless monks were working enthusiastically by the stove, hammering one after another, and the sound of the hammers could be heard far away.
A dark man with sweating profusely took a piece of black iron stone from Ye Mo and looked at it carefully.
"This is a third-order black iron stone. The quality is not bad. After tempering it, you can refine it into third-order black iron! It just weighs a little less and you can't make a third-order spiritual sword. Just a few more pieces of this third-order black iron."
That’s good. Even if I buy this piece, it won’t be enough, so I can’t buy it!”
The swarthy man shook his head and asked in confusion, "Where did this black iron ore come from?"
"A fellow Taoist dug this out in Yedao and asked me to sell it. Wouldn't it be enough if you add some of it yourself?"
Ye Mo said.
He wanted to say that he still had a lot of second- and third-order black iron ore in his hand, but he calmly endured it.
"How can I have third-level black iron ore myself? The mines on Spirit Island rarely produce third-level ore. Occasionally, a small amount does appear, and it is bought by those big workshops. With this small business of mine, I can't compete with others. Usually,
They only use first-order black iron to create spiritual weapons."
The dark man shook his head and said.
"We don't have it on the island. Can't we buy it from other places?"
Ye Mo asked doubtfully.
"Haha, other places? Brother, you don't understand. There are rules in Xiancun. All the black iron ore used in all the weapon-refining workshops here must be purchased from the mines in Xiancun.
Lord Zou can make money entirely from Lingdao's mining valley, selling dark iron raw materials to various weapon refining workshops at high prices. Goods from outside the island are not allowed to be brought in at all. Only materials that are not available on the island are allowed to be purchased from outside.
Strictly speaking, your ore is not allowed to be sold privately on the island. It doesn't matter if the quantity is small. If you purchase it in bulk and are discovered by the Immortal Guard, the consequences will be disastrous."
The swarthy man turned to look at Ye Mo and said suspiciously, "This ore of yours is not shipped from other spiritual islands, and you want to sell it in small batches bit by bit? In this case, I don't dare to accept it."
"Oh, I only have this piece. I bought it from a Taoist friend. I want to resell it and earn some difference. I didn't expect that I was so happy that I couldn't sell it!"
Ye Mo's heart suddenly thumped, and he quickly smiled awkwardly.
The swarthy man looked outside the weapon refining workshop, then turned back, closed the door, and whispered: "Brother, let's not talk secretly. I don't know what you have to do to get this piece of third-level mystery."
Iron ore, I can accept it.
Although the weight is not enough to refine a third-level spiritual sword, adding some first-level ores to it can still make a second-level spiritual sword. Please give me a price!"
After a short while, Ye Mo came out of the workshop with more than a dozen spiritual stones in his hand, but his expression didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
A piece of third-level black iron ore weighing more than ten kilograms was sold for more than ten spiritual stones, which was more than the spiritual stones he earned from digging the ore for a month.
It would be troublesome to sell the thousands of kilograms of third-level black iron ore in his hand. No weapon-refining workshop in Donglai Village dares to accept such hot goods.
The raw materials of each workshop in Xiancun all come from the Lingdao Mine. If thousands of kilograms of third-level black iron ore are sold in large quantities, it will definitely attract the attention of each workshop and even the Lord of Zou City.
Ye Mo didn't want to arouse the suspicion of interested people, so he didn't dare to try again, so he could only return to the ship.