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C883 Wei Qing's Background



C883 Wei Qing's Background

After dealing with the matter of the ore mine, Lee Hao collected the Spirit Stone and left with the panicking cultivator named Yang.    

    

However, Lee Hao didn't deal with this man immediately. Instead, he knocked him out and threw him into the Minor World.    

    

After that, Lee Hao went to the other ore mines without stopping. Unfortunately, it was already too late. There were no more people left.    

    

Of course, there was still something left.    

    

At this moment, Lee Hao was standing on Pingwu King's ore mine with an unsightly expression on his face.    

    

The ruthlessness of the cultivators had exceeded Lee Hao's imagination. Currently, the ore mine was filled with corpses and rivers of blood.    

    

Without a doubt, he knew who these people lying on the ground were. They were all the warriors who were mining here.    

    

Looking at the faces on the ground that had died with everlasting regret, Lee Hao felt touched in his heart. Killing people was very simple. But why did he kill these people?    

    

These martial artists were mining here. Even if they did not contribute, they also had to work hard. In the end, they actually obtained this kind of result. It really made one sigh.    

    

Since the miners were dead, the mine naturally no longer existed. The entire mine collapsed. It could be seen what these cultivators did before they left.    

    

Could this stop Lee Hao from mining? It could! But it could only stop him for a short period of time. It wouldn't take long for him to organize the ore mine.    

    

However, these cultivators still chose to do this for no other reason. Their objective was very simple, they just didn't want Lee Hao to take over the ore mine so easily.    

    

Especially the miners. Don't think that there are a lot of warriors in Spirit Realm. In fact, there were very few warriors among the rogue cultivators.    

    

No matter what, everyone had a dream of becoming an immortal. No matter how good or bad his aptitude was, he had to choose to cultivate. Only a very few people who can recognize themselves will choose to practice martial arts.    

    

Talent and resources determined the speed of cultivation, but martial arts were relatively simple. There were no high requirements for one's aptitude. As long as one was willing to endure hardship, they would eventually have a certain amount of achievements.    

    

Moreover, practicing martial arts was the same as cultivating. It could also strengthen one's body and also allow one to have a long lifespan.    

    

It was hard to find a martial artist, and it was even harder to find experienced miners. After all, Spirit Stone was not that easy to dig.    

    

One ore mine was like this, two ore mines were like this, and the rest of the ore mines were like this.    

    

At this time, Lee Hao was a little vexed. If he knew that the cultivators under the prince were so vicious, he wouldn't have wasted so much time in South-suppressing King's ore mine.    

    

There was no medicine for regret in this world. Lee Hao could only return to Fallen Immortal City unwillingly.    

    

"Young Master, what's wrong with you? Why are you unhappy?" Wu Zimei saw Lee Hao's ashen face and immediately asked with concern.    

    

Lee Hao told Wu Zimei about what happened outside, but Wu Zimei's expression did not change much. She only sighed and said, "This is the sorrow of the weak!"    

    

Lee Hao nodded in agreement. The law of the jungle, the synonym for blood, did not recognize reason here. It only recognized the fist. If one could not beat others, the outcome would naturally be miserable.    

    

"How's the recruitment of cultivators going?" Lee Hao asked.    

    

Wu Zimei said, "So far, the guards have recruited five thousand people. Only the guards... "    

    

"What's wrong with the inner guards?"    

    

"There's only one internal guard!" Wu Zimei hesitated for a while and finally spoke the truth.    

    

Lee Hao,... ""    

    

Are all the cultivators in Spirit Realm like this? They would rather die than be unable to control themselves? What the f * ck, was there a need to do this? He did not want to become an immortal anymore?    

    

Wu Zimei comforted him gently, "Young Master, don't be angry. It has only been a few hours. There are not many cultivators who know the news. I believe that the news of City Lord Mansion will spread throughout Xianlin Mountain in a few days. Someone will definitely come to apply for the position of inner guard."    

    

"Angry? Why should I be angry?" Lee Hao said disdainfully, "Do you really think I need these guards? I don't need them. I just want to find some young people with good qualifications to nurture them. In the future, I'll be able to take charge. Since they don't want this opportunity, it won't be a loss to me. They are the ones who regret it. Right, who is that internal guard? "    

    

Lee Hao was quite curious about the only inner guard he had. This kind of solitary cultivator often attracted more people's attention.    

    

"Wei Qing!"    

    

"Him?" Lee Hao was stunned for a moment and asked, "Do you know why he joined the inner guard?"    

    

"Yes!"    

    

The inner guard was personally recruited by Wu Zimei, which showed how important Lee Hao was to the inner guard. As the only person who joined the inner guard, Wu Zimei was naturally curious and could not help but ask a few more questions.    

    

Wu Zimei explained, "At that time, I was just like young master and very curious. I asked why Wei Qing wanted to join the guards."    

    

Wei Qing replied, "If it wasn't for City Lord Mansion taking him in, he would have starved to death on the streets by now. He didn't dare to hope to live. He was willing to die for City Lord Mansion."    

    

Finally, Wei Qing successfully joined the inner guard. However, his aptitude was also shockingly good. It was actually a rare top grade Spirit Root.    

    

Of course, Wu Zimei was so shocked that she could not speak because she was also only a high grade Spirit Root.    

    

At this time, Wu Zimei finally knew about Wei Qing's origins.    

    

Wei Qing was originally the son of a farmer, but because he worked all year round, he seemed mature. He was only sixteen years old this year.    

    

Xianlin Mountain was different from the place that the two princes ruled. There was only one city here, and only this place had magic treasures for mortals to detect Spirit Root.    

    

But the Xianlin Mountain was not small, and its area was equivalent to an Earth. It was imaginable how difficult it was for a mortal to trek through thousands of mountains and rivers. Furthermore, there were poisonous insects and fierce beasts along the way, and many mortals would be devoured in half the way.    

    

Furthermore, the war had been raging for a period of time, which made it even more difficult for them to come to the Fallen Immortal City.    

    

Wei Qing didn't intend to come to Fallen Immortal City, but something changed his mind.    

    

As the saying goes, when a Divine Immortal fought with a mortal, his family was treated in such a way. A cultivator had destroyed the hill where his family lived, and his whole family was killed. He was the only one who was lucky enough to escape death because he was fishing in the river.    

    

This incident had made Wei Qing understand the importance of cultivation. He resolutely embarked on the journey of Immortal Seeking Dao. Of course, there was also the seed of hatred hidden deep within his heart.    

    

Cultivation was a very simple matter, but without guidance, it would be extremely difficult for him to figure it out by himself.    

    

Wei Qing traversed mountains and rivers along the way, inquiring about the news of cultivators.    

    

Fallen Immortal City, the only city in Xianlin Mountain where cultivators gathered, naturally became Wei Qing's target.    

    

The final result was needless to say, Wei Qing had come here with a narrow escape.    

    

The reason he was able to enter the Fallen Immortal City was because of the Preliminary Period of Meditation warrior he met along the way, a rogue cultivator who was so poor that he couldn't afford a storage bag.    

    

This man had died by the roadside. He had dozens of Spirit Stones that he hadn't been picked up by anyone. It was because of these Spirit Stones that Wei Qing was able to enter the city smoothly. It was also because of the Five Elements Spirit Art on his body that Wei Qing felt a sense of Qi within a few short days.    

    

After knowing all of Wei Qing's information, Lee Hao impatiently asked Wu Zimei to bring Wei Qing over once again.    

    

A few minutes later, Wei Qing arrived and paid his respects with a big bow. He said, "Greetings, City Lord!"    

    

"Get up!"    

    

Lee Hao carefully sized up Wei Qing. He was indeed a top grade fire attribute Spirit Root, a rare genius in the Spirit Realm.    

    

This was a talent, not to mention that the two of them had already signed a contract. It would be reasonable if they did not nurture him with great effort.    

    

Lee Hao said, "Wei Qing, since you have chosen to join the City Lord Mansion, I naturally won't treat you unfairly. Today, I will teach you a spell. In the future, you will have to train hard, understand?"    

    

"I understand!"    

    

"Yes!"    

    

Lee Hao nodded his head and once again used his Divine Sense to impart a profound immortal technique to Wei Qing.    

    


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