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

“Based on the sounds from the Fourth Prince and his group, this section is blocked for at least five meters.”

Yang Ling judged the depth and extent of the blockage as he dug.

The smell of gunpowder kept hitting his nose—clearly, this tunnel had also been blown up by Yu Chunchun.

“That Second-Rank Human Immortal has been frozen for years. Even with explosives just now, there’s no way he could’ve been blasted out directly. I have to dig manually for a while.”

“So I still have a little time to break through this tunnel.”

With that thought, Yang Ling focused entirely on digging.

His entire body moved like a blur, flickering constantly.

The Centenary Refined Vermilion Gold Pickaxe in his hand swung wildly.

One meter, two meters, three meters…

Footsteps echoed faintly from behind.

Yang Ling’s mind stirred—the footsteps weren’t many.

Probably, they were planning to retreat in batches.

At this moment, the Fourth Prince and his men were also digging furiously, hacking away with swords and blades.

Suddenly, a sharp shout rang out:

“Who’s there!”

Yang Ling tossed a Quenched-Gold Armor-Piercing Flying Dagger behind him without looking, and the target immediately dropped dead.

Then he dug a few more furious strokes and finally broke through.

The Fourth Prince was the first to slip through the tunnel, followed by the others.

On the other side, Tong Thirteen and Tong Yi had already arrived.

Someone behind them was holding up an ice sculpture.

“It’s you?”

Tong Yi’s gaze swept over Yang Ling and the Fourth Prince.

Both sides formed a standoff right there in the tunnel.

And the Freezing Pool happened to be right in the center.

Seeing the scene before him, the Fourth Prince understood everything.

His face grew grim. “So this Second-Rank Human Immortal really is one of your Rong tribe men. Looks like our Zhao State has been completely played for fools.”

Tong Yi chuckled lightly. “Fourth Prince, it’s not too late to find out now. I’d say the time is just about right, isn’t it?

How about we call a temporary truce and retreat together?”

“What if I say no?”

The Fourth Prince’s eyes narrowed.

“How could I just stand by and watch you take away a Second-Rank Human Immortal?”

“Then the Fourth Prince wants to stay here and be buried with us?”

Tong Yi frowned. “You’re worth your weight in gold—you wouldn’t go down with us.”

The Fourth Prince said, “I have a question. If this Second-Rank Human Immortal really is a spy for your Rong tribe,

all you had to do was let us rescue him and then reap the rewards. Why go through all this trouble?”

At these words, a flicker of suspicion appeared in the eyes of both sides’ martial artists.

Yeah, what kind of logic was that?

Tong Yi smiled faintly. “I’m afraid only the Commander could answer that question.”

He paused. “Fourth Prince, do you really want to waste time here with us?

Don’t forget, today is only the eighth day. As long as we follow this Freezing Pool, we can get out.

Even if we wait another day, we’ll still make it.”

The Fourth Prince looked at the Freezing Pool with a half-smile. “You kept hinting that time was running out. Were you afraid I’d realize this Freezing Pool is an exit route?”

Tong Yi and his men’s expressions darkened a few shades.

Yang Ling’s mind shifted—he’d almost missed it too. If this Freezing Pool was the way out, not just an hour, but even ten more hours would be enough to evacuate.

They could save all that travel time across the Snowy Ice Plain.

“This route must be very safe. Otherwise, the Fourth Prince and Tong Yi wouldn’t both be using it as their escape plan so naturally.”

“This also avoids the risk of running into trouble on the Snowy Ice Plain.”

“But… this means a fight between the two sides is almost inevitable…”

Yang Ling’s eyes darted, his peripheral vision catching Yu Chunchun.

That guy seemed to be sneaking around, up to some small trick.

Another flying dagger appeared in Yang Ling’s hand, and he silently threw it at Yu Chunchun.

His Agility and Strength far exceeded the other’s by too much.

Neither side expected Yang Ling to act without warning.

So by the time Yu Chunchun was hit by the dagger, Tong Thirteen and Tong Yi only reacted belatedly, raising their hand crossbows in unison.

The Fourth Prince’s side did the same!

Yu Chunchun died with his eyes wide open, never realizing who had killed him.

In his hands, he still held a bundle of explosives.

“Chief Constable Yang, you could’ve at least given me a heads-up.”

The Fourth Prince frowned slightly.

Tong Thirteen and Tong Yi stared at Yang Ling with dark, grim faces.

“Fourth Prince, this Yu Chunchun is a disciple of the Immortal God Sect. They wield a terrifying weapon—it was him who caused that cave-in earlier.”

“I saw he was about to pull the same trick again. He had to be killed first.”

Yang Ling said in a low voice.

A flicker of surprise passed through Chi Qingyao and the other martial artists’ eyes before they all looked at Yu Chunchun, a bit incredulous.

That huge commotion earlier was caused by this unremarkable guy?

“No wonder my guard died—you weren’t digging in with the Fourth Prince from the start. You already saw what we were doing, didn’t you?”

Tong Yi’s eyes narrowed.

Yang Ling smirked. “Tong Yi, the Immortal God Sect is no good. If the Heavenly Wolf Guard colludes with them, you won’t end well.”

“You seem to know a lot about the Immortal God Sect.”

Tong Thirteen suddenly spoke.

The Fourth Prince and Li Huaiyi’s attention also locked onto this point.

Yang Ling didn’t flinch and sneered. “I heard about the Immortal God Sect back in Yunwen Provincial Capital. It’s a heretical cult—our Ironclad Department will deal with them sooner or later.”

“Now that Chief Constable Yang mentions it, I think I’ve heard of the Immortal God Sect too.”

A few Ironclad agents frowned slightly.

The Fourth Prince thought of that huge explosion earlier and instantly felt a deep wariness toward the Immortal God Sect, while also feeling grateful that Yang Ling had taken out their disciple in advance.

“Alright, we’re leaving here eventually. What do we have to do for you to agree to leave together?”

Tong Yi lowered his hand crossbow and said flatly.

The Fourth Prince smiled. “Put that man back in his place and freeze him. Then I’ll keep my people from attacking you, and we’ll all leave Water Qilin Cave together.”

“I’m afraid we can’t agree to that.”

With that, Tong Yi raised his hand crossbow again.

This time, he didn’t hesitate—he pulled the trigger immediately.

Tong Thirteen and his men also attacked in unison.

Yang Ling and the others reacted instantly, counterattacking.

Inside this narrow tunnel, both sides began a fierce firefight.

The Fourth Prince raised his Divine Crossbow.

But Tong Yi and Tong Thirteen also wielded powerful hand crossbows.

In the very first exchange, casualties appeared on both sides.

During this time, Yang Ling madly threw flying daggers. He dared not hold back now, nor would he be stupid enough to hoard his Quenched-Gold Armor-Piercing Flying Daggers.

Every Quenched-Gold Armor-Piercing Flying Dagger could severely wound the enemy.

He threw them all in the first exchange.

After that, he switched to ordinary flying daggers.

He also kept an eye on the attacks coming his way.

Suddenly, a monster covered in blood burst out of the Freezing Pool.

“The Mud Eel Monster!”

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

Yang Ling’s heart sank.

What was a Mud Eel Monster doing down there?

“Director Yun is in danger!”

The Mud Eel Monster spat out a dark, black lump that looked like a chunk of flesh.

Yang Ling’s sharp eyes recognized it—it was a tentacle from the monster beneath the Freezing Pool where the Water Bodhi seed was.

“Did the Mud Eel Monster fight that tentacle creature itself? Then Director Yun should still be safe…”

“Fall back!”

Both sides chose to retreat from the threat.

They scrambled back the way they came, taking their wounded with them.

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