Something’s Wrong with This Game — I Became a God by Mining!

Deep inside an ice cavern cave, Dongfang Haojie led more than a dozen Divine Sect disciples, holding the entrance firmly.

Anyone who came would be struck, and for a time, they managed to keep the surprise attackers blocked outside the cave mouth, unable to break through.

"Dongfang Haojie, you’re going to die sooner or later anyway. Why not just come out and let’s talk things over properly."

"As long as you’re willing to accept our Heavenly Wolf Guard’s recruitment, you can live."

In the passage, a woman about thirty-five years old stood with her arms crossed over her chest, accentuating her figure to the fullest.

Her features were decent—not exactly pretty, but definitely not ugly either.

Her slightly sharp gaze was now calmly appraising Dongfang Haojie, a trace of absolute confidence in her eyes.

Beside her stood dozens of Seventh-Rank experts from the Heavenly Wolf Guard.

These experts were mostly over forty, with only a small portion being younger.

Through a well-executed ambush, they had already gained an absolute advantage.

Now, slowly picking apart their opponents was becoming remarkably easy—it was their specialty.

"You Heavenly Wolf Guards have some nerve, daring to lay hands on my Divine Sect! Just wait until we get out—see if my Divine Sect doesn’t retaliate against you!"

Dongfang Haojie laughed in anger.

"The Heavenly Wolf Guard is different from the Ironclad Department. We hold absolute sway among the Rong tribe—the entire Rong tribe martial world follows our commands."

"Your Divine Sect may be powerful in Zhao State, but in our Commander’s eyes, it’s nothing special."

The woman smiled lightly. "Dongfang Haojie, our Commander sees you as young and talented—a man of promise—and wants to recruit you. Don’t miss this opportunity.

By the way, would you like to hear the terms we’re offering?"

"What terms? Go ahead, let’s hear them."

Dongfang Haojie smiled.

The Divine Sect disciples present were somewhat unsettled.

"What are you thinking? Just stalling for time!"

Dongfang Haojie shot them a glare.

The Divine Sect disciples breathed a sigh of relief.

They had been truly afraid that Senior Brother Dongfang might actually surrender to the enemy.

If that happened, they’d all be dead for sure.

"This is really screwed up. Some junior brothers and sisters have already gotten separated—I don’t even know if they’re still alive."

"This Water Qilin Cave trip is complete garbage. We haven’t gotten a single bit of benefit, and we might end up dying in here."

"No wonder those monsters didn’t want to come—they just pointed at us to fight to the death!"

Dongfang Haojie cursed inwardly.

At that moment, the woman laid out the Heavenly Wolf Guard’s terms:

"If you’re willing to accept recruitment, sign and seal the document, our Commander will grant you a Water Bodhi seed and a piece of Qilin Armor."

"You must be joking!? Your Heavenly Wolf Guard doesn’t have a damn Water Bodhi or Qilin Armor."

Dongfang Haojie was so furious he laughed.

"Do I look that stupid, that easy to fool?"

The woman wasn’t angered; she explained patiently:

"We know of a location where a Water Bodhi is guaranteed, and we also know where the Water Qilin last shed its armor."

Dongfang Haojie’s expression shifted slightly.

He wasn’t sure if what she said was true or false, but that Heavenly Wolf Guard Commander did have some skill.

Could they really know more about the Water Qilin Cave than Zhao State’s martial artists?

"The number of Seventh-Rank experts we’ve brought in this time is enormous. With careful planning against carelessness, you have no chance of winning."

"The reason our Commander mobilized us was also to prepare for bearing heavy losses. From that, you can see his resolve."

As the woman spoke, her expression suddenly changed. She turned her head and shouted:

"Who’s there!?"

A flying dagger shot forward like lightning.

She didn’t even have time to react. Just as she turned her head, the flying dagger struck her right between the eyes, killing her on the spot.

The Seventh-Rank experts beside her were shocked and enraged.

Dongfang Haojie was stunned too, then burst into ecstatic joy:

"Junior brothers and sisters, our reinforcements have arrived!"

Though he didn’t know who had struck, it was definitely a Zhao State martial artist!

Then, another flying dagger came streaking in like lightning. The passage was too narrow—only three or four people could stand side by side.

So even if these Rong tribe spies wanted to dodge, it was extremely difficult.

This flying dagger seemed slightly off in accuracy, grazing one Rong tribe spy’s arm and then wounding four or five more in succession.

"Kill that sneaky bastard!"

The wounded Rong tribe spy roared, just about to strike when a surge of icy cold rose up, instantly turning him into an ice sculpture.

The other wounded Rong tribe spies followed suit, also transformed into ice sculptures.

This scene sent a chill through their hearts.

One of them, his face filled with disbelief, blurted out:

"Heaven’s Will Divine Blade! This is my Heavenly Will Sect’s Heaven’s Will Divine Blade!"

In his stunned daze, he instinctively drew a flying dagger and hurled it outward.

But his dagger was knocked down mid-air, and then he too was struck through the shoulder blade by an Ice Blade, instantly becoming an ice sculpture.

In just the span of a few breaths, this group of Rong tribe spies had suffered enormous losses.

The flying dagger assault wasn’t over yet—perhaps to deny them any time to react.

The frequency of the daggers grew faster and faster.

Some Rong tribe spies brought shields, trying to block.

But the shields weren’t large enough to cover every gap; they only slowed down the rate of casualties.

Before anyone realized it, two-thirds of the thirty-plus Rong tribe spies had fallen.

Only about a dozen were left, barely holding on.

"Flying daggers are out…"

Yang Ling then walked forward with his Jiaogu Saber in hand.

During this process, he activated the Exclusive Skill of the Seventh-Rank Qilin Boots: Intimidation!

Inexplicably, that group of Rong tribe spies felt a tremendous oppressive force bearing down on them, making their hearts tremble, momentarily robbing them of their will to fight.

"Senior Brother Dongfang, let’s finish them off together!"

With that, Yang Ling turned into a blur as he charged into the crowd.

Dongfang Haojie snapped back to his senses and immediately roared:

"Follow me!"

Attacked from both sides, the passage rang with dull, heavy impacts.

In about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the dozen or so Rong tribe spies were beaten to the ground!

Some were dead, others crippled—not a single one could still stand.

Dongfang Haojie took a deep breath, the feeling of surviving a disaster making his heart pound wildly.

The Divine Sect disciples finally had a chance to look at Yang Ling, their eyes full of shock.

Yang Ling’s performance this time surpassed their understanding.

Especially those Ice Blades—truly astonishing!

He hadn’t used this martial art technique during their sparring match that day.

Which meant back then, he hadn’t been showing his full strength either!

"Chief Constable Yang, thank goodness you came in time. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable…"

Dongfang Haojie murmured, his gaze lingering on the frozen woman, his heart full of emotion.

Zhang Shendao then quietly slipped over from behind:

"Are you all right, fellow senior brothers and sisters?"

"Zhang Shendao!? You’re not dead!? You brought Chief Constable Yang here?"

Dongfang Haojie was somewhat astonished.

Zhang Shendao nodded sheepishly.

Dongfang Haojie said with relief, "Junior Brother Zhang, when we get back to the Divine Sect, I’m treating you to a meal. You saved all of us."

"Brother Yang did the saving. I wouldn’t dare take the credit."

Zhang Shendao quickly waved his hand:

"I almost froze to death out there. If Brother Yang hadn’t arrived…"

Just thinking about the possibility of freezing to death in the Water Qilin Cave still gave him chills.

"You’re right. If not for Chief Constable Yang, none of us would have survived. Fellow junior brothers and sisters, bow!"

With that, Dongfang Haojie cupped his hands and made a deep bow.

Seeing this, the Divine Sect disciples quickly cupped their hands and bowed as well, their hearts filled with gratitude and excitement!

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