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

Kylin Iron? All the Seventh-Rank Mining Guild members perked up, their eyes seemingly gleaming.

This was a treasure capable of forging a grandmaster’s weapon!

“This piece of Kylin Iron weighs at least five or six catties!”

Mian Zhengdong was somewhat excited.

Seeing this, Yang Ling didn’t say a word and immediately started chiseling!

He could strike seventy to eighty times per second, and in just a few seconds, he had already chiseled off at least a qian of Kylin Iron!

An enormous torrent of experience points frantically poured into Yang Ling’s body.

He was slightly stunned, a glimmer of disbelief flashing in his eyes.

“Kylin Iron gives this much experience!?”

If that thing in the other man’s hand hit him even once, he wouldn’t be able to take it either.

“Elder Mian, this Kylin Iron…”

A Seventh-Rank Mining Guild member’s eyes flickered.

“Chief Constable Yang discovered it, so it naturally belongs to Chief Constable Yang.”

Mian Zhengdong said with a somewhat helpless tone:

“Don’t get any ideas, you lot. First, focus on surviving. Once we leave this place, we can see if we can buy some Kylin Iron from Chief Constable Yang.”

The Seventh-Rank Mining Guild members exchanged glances. Thinking of Yang Ling’s methods and his identity, they immediately extinguished the thoughts in their hearts.

Yang Ling was feeling extremely exhilarated at this moment.

With every chisel strike, a massive amount of experience points surged into his body!

The experience this gave was several dozen times more generous than what he got from Vermilion Gold!

“At least a hundred times the difference!”

“As expected, the higher the quality of the mineral and the rarer it is, the more experience points it gives!”

“Chiseling about a hundred times equals the experience from killing a Seventh-Rank Rong Tribe spy!”

Yang Ling gradually entered a state of total absorption, completely focused on continuously outputting against the Kylin Iron, wildly swinging his pickaxe.

Not long after.

A message appeared on the game panel:

「Congratulations, you have leveled up. You have received 1 Free Attribute Point」

Yang Ling ignored it and continued chiseling!

After who knows how long, the message appeared again:

「Congratulations, you have leveled up. You have received 1 Free Attribute Point」

“Level 42! This experience is insane, leveling up is so fast!”

Yang Ling’s heart surged with excitement as his hands swung wildly.

Under the Frenzied State, he was striking with full force, and the Kylin Iron in front of him was constantly falling away!

Before long, the message appeared once more:

「Congratulations, you have leveled up. You have received 1 Free Attribute Point」

Similar messages appeared every now and then.

This rate of leveling up was more ferocious than consuming any Frost Mushroom!

「Congratulations, you have leveled up. You have received 1 Free Attribute Point」

Yang Ling slowly stopped his actions.

Both pickaxes in his hands were glowing red, emitting white steam.

He had completely dug out the Kylin Iron, about five catties worth.

Right in front of Mian Zhengdong and the others, Yang Ling unceremoniously packed the Kylin Iron into his bag.

“That’s it… what a shame. If there were enough Kylin Iron, I wouldn’t go anywhere. I’d just stay here and grind levels for a full ten days!”

Yang Ling, still unsatisfied, opened his Status Panel:

Character: Yang Ling

Class: Constable (Beast Tamer)

Free Attribute Points: 8

Level: 45

Strength: 16

Agility: 73 (20)

Spirit: 90

Exclusive Skill: Insight x3

Martial Arts: Vajra Bright King Technique (Flawless Proficiency)

Experience: 4630/100000

Divine Ape Contemplation Diagram (Comprehensive Mastery)

Experience: 4870/10000

Boulder Crushing Fist (Comprehensive Mastery)

Proficiency: 702/10000

Tiger-Capturing Saber Technique (Flawless Proficiency)

Proficiency: 826/100000

Ethereal Steps (Flawless Proficiency)

Proficiency: 55206/100000

Twelve Paths Vajra Legs (Flawless Proficiency)

Proficiency: 663/100000

Heaven’s Will Divine Blade (Comprehensive Mastery)

Proficiency: 0/10000

HP: 1610 (200)

Vital Qi: 500

“Five whole levels up! And this is on top of being already at level 40, where the experience needed per level is much higher than before.”

“The experience from Kylin Iron is truly generous! If I could dig up a Kylin Iron Mine Essence, I wonder how much experience that would give.”

Thinking of this, Yang Ling’s gaze fell on the 8 Free Attribute Points.

“My Agility is already extremely high, but my Strength is too low. Before, I needed Agility to take a corner and rapidly close the power gap with the local Natives.”

“Now I should be able to invest in Strength to increase my attack power.”

“The higher the Strength, combined with Agility, the range and power of Heaven’s Will Divine Blade will undergo a qualitative transformation.”

Yang Ling immediately allocated all 8 Free Attribute Points to Strength.

A surge of warmth rose within his body.

He subconsciously clenched his fists, clearly feeling his entire body brimming with power.

Not only that, but his HP had also increased from 1610 to 1690.

“Probably a lot of players still haven’t realized the difference between having a thick health pool and a thin one in the 'Divine Realm.'”

“The thicker your health, the greater your chances of survival, allowing you to continuously grow stronger and enter a virtuous cycle!”

“Chief Constable Yang, would you be willing to sell the Kylin Iron?”

Mian Zhengdong stepped forward and asked.

“Senior Mian, I don’t plan on selling this item. I want to use it to forge a pickaxe.”

Yang Ling chuckled, then continued chiseling.

He hadn’t forgotten his situation; the most urgent task now was to dig a path to survival.

“Use Kylin Iron to forge a pickaxe!?”

The Mining Guild members present fell into deep thought.

Recalling the commotion Yang Ling had just made while mining, if every strike of that pickaxe were to land on their bodies…

The group felt a chill run down their spines, cold sweat beading on their foreheads. They dared not think further.

“It seems a pickaxe can also be used as an unconventional weapon. It’s a bit ugly, but its power is definitely greater than ordinary swords and sabers…”

Time passed bit by bit.

Yang Ling hadn’t found any more Kylin Iron he wanted, but this passageway had been extended by over ten meters!

Suddenly, the frozen earth in front of them collapsed.

A brand-new tunnel appeared before Yang Ling and the others.

Mian Zhengdong hurried forward in surprise: “So there really are other tunnels down here. There might even be an exit!”

“We’re saved!”

The group was very excited.

Yang Ling was the first to enter this tunnel, his eyes scanning everywhere, looking for any Kylin Iron.

Unfortunately, there was none of the Kylin Iron he wanted.

“The experience from Kylin Iron is so generous, which also means its rarity far exceeds what I imagined…”

“If I had enough time, I could chisel around here a bit, prospect for minerals… what a shame.”

As he thought this, Yang Ling and the others began exploring the tunnel.

They found the tunnel to be very deep and winding, allowing them to keep going further.

Before long, they had walked at least half a kilometer. The sound of the giant lizard digging behind them had become very faint, even inaudible.

“Chief Constable Yang, the direction of this tunnel might point straight to the depths of the Water Qilin Cave…”

Mian Zhengdong suddenly spoke with some unease:

“The depths of the Water Qilin Cave hold immense danger. Should we look for another way out?”

“Danger isn’t an issue, but I’m afraid that if we go too deep, we won’t have time to turn back. That would be troublesome.”

Another person chimed in.

Yang Ling actually had the same concerns.

He looked up at the ceiling above. If they really wanted to get out, they would have to start chiseling from here.

“Look, isn’t that a fork ahead?”

“Looks like it. More than one, even!”

Yang Ling’s mind stirred, and he continued leading the group forward, soon arriving at the fork.

There were literally dozens of forked paths here, causing everyone’s scalps to tingle!

Yang Ling’s ears suddenly twitched. Faintly, he seemed to hear someone chanting Buddhist sutras.

“A disciple of Arhat Temple!?”

Without revealing anything, he stood silently before each fork for a moment, eventually pinpointing which one the sound was coming from.

“This fork might lead to an exit.”

Yang Ling left this statement and entered first.

Whether Mian Zhengdong and the others followed was up to them.

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