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

Master Juewang had already left, and Yang Ling listened as his footsteps faded into the distance miles away.

At the same time, he had ordered Lü Zhan and his men to follow along, claiming they were escorting Juewang out of the city to avoid harassment from any remaining Rong tribe stragglers.

An hour later, Lü Zhan and his men returned.

"Master Juewang has already left Tingjiang City, taking the water route."

"We escorted him part of the way and then returned as you instructed, sir."

Yang Ling nodded slightly and told Lü Zhan to continue patrolling and keeping watch throughout the government manor.

He took the Three-Hundred-Year Crimson Blood Vermilion Fruit and entered a quiet meditation room.

The Crimson Blood Vermilion Fruit entered his stomach, slowly transforming into a warm current that nourished his entire body.

As the warm current flowed through his limbs and torso, it was gradually absorbed by his physical form.

In fact, his Internal Technique Method experience points didn't increase at all.

There was no change in his Martial Arts Technique Proficiency either.

"Fake?"

Yang Ling's brow furrowed slightly.

But then, in the next moment, waves of chilling cold began to surge within him.

"This is... experience points?"

Yang Ling's mind stirred.

A notification appeared before him:

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

The chilling cold didn't stop there; it continued to surge wildly.

Before long, another message appeared.

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

"So the Crimson Blood Vermilion Fruit mainly provides experience points..."

Yang Ling suddenly understood.

The Eight Hundred-Year Fire Ginseng had only raised him by two levels.

Now this Three-Hundred-Year Crimson Blood Vermilion Fruit had already raised him by two levels as well.

"I should look into where I can find more Crimson Blood Vermilion Fruits in the future. This thing gives an incredible amount of experience points—it's a great resource for leveling up."

As he thought this, the chilling cold continued to surge violently.

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

「Vital Qi increased by 300 points.」

Only then did the energy inside him abruptly vanish.

The medicinal effect of the Three-Hundred-Year Crimson Blood Vermilion Fruit had been completely exhausted.

"Three whole levels, and this is just a three-hundred-year Crimson Blood Vermilion Fruit."

"Before taking this Crimson Blood Vermilion Fruit, I was level 51, and the experience needed to level up was far more than what ordinary players need."

"If this Crimson Blood Vermilion Fruit were given to players like Wei Ran or Cao Yifei, it might even have raised them by ten levels."

Yang Ling casually allocated the 3 Free Attribute Points to Strength.

With that, his base Strength reached 73 points.

That was now on par with his Agility while wearing the Seventh-Rank Qilin Boots.

"My Spirit is at two hundred points. Once my base Strength and Agility stats also reach two hundred points, I'll be a true all-around warrior."

Yang Ling smiled and opened the Divine Realm Level Ranking. The list had changed slightly over this period.

【Divine Realm Level Ranking】

【001: Ironclad Department, Yang Ling, Level 54, Class: Constable】

【002: Nine Immortals Dao Palace, Lin Caiyi, Level 38, Class: Daoist】

【003: Extreme Flame Sword Manor, Jiang Tian'ai, Level 36, Class: Swordsman】

【004: Divine Sect, Zhang Shendao, Level 35, Class: Assassin】

【005: Arhat Temple, Li Shou, Level 35, Class: Berserk Monk】

【006: Mountain and River Sect, Wu Xiaochen, Level 30, Class: Blade Guard】

【007: Valley of the Dead, Qi Kai, Level 28, Class: Medical Apprentice】

【008: Great Yan Sword Sect, Fang Yun, Level 27, Class: Swordsman】

【009: Ironclad Department, Qin Mo, Level 25, Class: Constable】

【010: Bitter Awareness Temple, Hui Dong, Level 25, Class: Martial Monk】

The roster members remained unchanged, just like last time.

"Lin Caiyi went from level 32 to 38—that's a full six-level jump! Looks like she got her hands on something good."

Yang Ling nodded thoughtfully.

And it wasn't just Lin Caiyi who made huge gains.

Jiang Tian'ai, Zhang Shendao, and Li Shou had also improved by 4 levels.

All the players who had gone to the Water Qilin Cave this time had made massive improvements.

It meant they had fully digested the many benefits gained from that trip.

The four major sects might have also given Lin Caiyi and the others some extra rewards.

"The Crimson Blood Vermilion Fruit also gave me 300 more Vital Qi, which means I can use Two-Times Critical Hit one more time, throw Fire Blade thirty more times, and Ice Blade a hundred more times."

Yang Ling was very satisfied with the effects of the Crimson Blood Vermilion Fruit.

In terms of leveling, he had successfully advanced to level 54, and he was not far from the level 60 milestone.

He was confident that the higher his level, the better the quality of treasure chests he would obtain every ten levels.

He might even be able to get a Purple Treasure Chest without needing the Treasure Chest Fusion Slot.

"Beyond the Purple Treasure Chest, there's the Emerald Treasure Chest, the Diamond Treasure Chest..."

"I wonder what amazing things those two tiers of chests will reveal..."

Over the next few days, Yang Ling spent most of his time cultivating the Vajra Bright King Technique, the Divine Ape Contemplation Diagram, and the Heavenly Will True Scripture.

On the first day, he cultivated the Vajra Bright King Technique.

He steadily gained 5 experience points per hour.

After twenty hours, he reached the experience point cap.

On the second day, he cultivated the Divine Ape Contemplation Diagram, also gaining 5 experience points per hour.

He reached the experience point cap after twenty hours.

On the third day, he cultivated the Heavenly Will True Scripture...

In three days, each of his three Internal Technique Methods gained 100 experience points. Compared to the experience points he needed to break through, it was better than nothing.

"Although raising my Spirit increases the cap on experience point gain, the rate at which I gain experience points per hour hasn't improved."

Yang Ling pondered this.

At this rate, when his Spirit reached 240 points, his cultivation speed would hit a bottleneck.

Even if he trained for all 24 hours a day, he could only gain 120 experience points.

"I need to find a way to increase the rate of experience point gain per hour."

"Ordinary players probably don't know about this, but those Zhao State experts likely have some information."

With that thought, Yang Ling got up and left the meditation room.

Qin Mo sent him a private chat, saying that the boat had already arrived at the Tingjiang City dock.

"Director Lu's men have all arrived at Tingjiang City, but the Rong tribe's Heavenly Wolf Guard hasn't made any moves."

"Could they have changed their minds and decided not to silence Shen Shuyan?"

Thinking this, Yang Ling summoned Wen Kongxuan and told him to take Wang Shichang, Lü Zhan, and the others to the dock to welcome Lu Yunchen.

He himself planned to stay at the City Magistrate Manor, to avoid the Rong tribe's Heavenly Wolf Guard trying a feint to the east and attack to the west.

Shen Shuyan's injuries had mostly healed, and he sat in a Tai Chi Chair, drinking tea.

Sun Tiejun stood nearby, keeping an eye on him.

At first glance, he still looked like the City Magistrate.

Yang Ling smiled and said, "Director Lu has arrived, and he's brought a lot of men with him. This time, he should take the water route to escort you to the Capital."

Shen Shuyan took a sip of tea, his brow furrowing slightly, as if he wasn't quite satisfied with the taste.

Then he set down his teacup and smiled.

"Thank you, Director Yang, for your care during this time. It seems the Heavenly Wolf Guard has decided not to silence me after all."

"Regardless, I can make it to the Capital alive."

The moment he finished speaking, his face suddenly flushed red, and then he spewed out a mouthful of blood!

"The tea is poisoned!"

Shen Shuyan let out a harsh scream before slumping forward, losing all signs of life.

Sun Tiejun stood there dumbfounded. He had personally poured the tea. If the tea was poisoned...

"Does that make me a Rong tribe spy?"

He looked at Yang Ling, his face pale.

Yang Ling slowly set down his own teacup, his cold gaze fixed on Shen Shuyan.

Under his perception, Shen Shuyan's heart was beating at an extremely slow pace.

For an ordinary person, that rhythm would be indistinguishable from a stopped heart—impossible to detect.

Yang Ling hoisted his Centenary Refined Vermilion Gold Pickaxe and began chipping away at Shen Shuyan's limbs.

Sun Tiejun's body went rigid. The scene before him was terrifying.

Just then, Yang Ling looked at him.

Sun Tiejun quickly said, "Director Yang, this has nothing to do with me! Don't chisel me!"

"Have someone bring a coffin and put him inside."

Yang Ling said.

"Then set it up in the courtyard. We'll wait for his seventh day."

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