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

Yang Ling's expression was focused as the Centenary Refined Kylin Pickaxe in his hand turned into a blur.

Hard rock walls were continuously carved away, quickly digging in about ten feet deep.

Suddenly, it seemed like he hit something, and a scorching flame erupted outward.

Flame Immunity!

Yang Ling activated his exclusive skill, and the flames that fell on him posed absolutely no threat.

The flames continued to gush out, and beneath them was a piece of Blazing Gold that looked quite substantial!

“The Blazing Gold Mine is indeed dangerous. This fire must be a vein of earthfire.”

“Without Flame Immunity, an ordinary miner would have died just now. This Blazing Gold simply couldn’t be mined.”

Without another word, Yang Ling began to chisel.

He would chisel for a minute, then step aside and rest for a while. Once the skill’s cooldown was over, he would go back and chisel for another minute.

One minute was very short. Even if a master like Juewang had Flame Immunity, he could only stare at this chunk of Blazing Gold with helpless longing.

Yang Ling, however, was different.

He made progress every single minute.

After about an hour, the earthfire grew weaker and weaker until it finally went out completely.

Seeing this, Yang Ling immediately started chiseling like mad.

Threads of Experience Points surged into his body.

More and more chunks of Blazing Gold were chiseled off.

It wasn’t until Yang Ling felt his Vital Qi was about to hit rock bottom that this piece of Blazing Gold was finally completely chiseled out.

“That must be four or five catties.”

Yang Ling was slightly pleased. Although he hadn’t leveled up yet, he felt he was getting close again.

He stored the Blazing Gold properly, left the mine shaft to rest for half an hour, and once his Vital Qi had mostly recovered, he went back down the shaft.

The Blazing Gold mine gave a lot, a whole lot of experience.

Yang Ling now had a clear direction for how to spend his time going forward.

“There’s no time for Internal Technique cultivation. Even if I had Foundation Consolidation Pills, I can’t choose to take them during this period.”

“Levels and base attributes are still the most important. In this Blazing Gold Mine, leveling up remains the priority.”

“But I can take the opportunity to practice these three martial arts techniques: Ethereal Steps, Wind God Vajra Legs, and the Dragon-Capturing Saber Technique.”

Before long, Zhou Zheng got up and left the Secret Forging Room, planning to go up top for some air.

The forging process was going smoothly. The scales and horns of the Fire Vein Poison Crocodile had already been melted down by him using a unique secret formula.

All that was left was to wait for the molten material to reach the right temperature before starting the next stage of forging.

Suddenly, a sound reached his ears.

Curious, Zhou Zheng followed the noise. Across a Lava Pool, he spotted a very strange figure.

That figure was continuously swinging the Centenary Refined Kylin Pickaxe, and the way he swung it had a particular form—it looked just like a saber technique.

On top of that, his feet were constantly moving.

Even though he was clearly mining the rock wall in front of him, it seemed as if he was fending off a skilled opponent.

“Saber technique, footwork, leg technique?”

Zhou Zheng stared blankly at Yang Ling, his expression growing more and more peculiar.

“This Director Yang is mining, so why does he have to train in martial arts techniques at the same time?”

“Can his stamina even hold out?”

Driven by curiosity, Zhou Zheng stayed there watching for a full quarter-hour.

Finally, he turned and left, filled with a thousand emotions.

He understood now—this man was probably obsessed with mining, obsessed to the point of madness.

In this kind of environment, he became incredibly excited.

If he didn’t show off some martial arts, he just couldn’t let off steam.

“The Fourth Prince really picked the right person. If I follow Director Yang, with my guidance, it’s very possible to achieve Successful Mining within five years.”

Zhou Zheng went up to rest for a bit, then went back down to continue forging.

Occasionally, Zhao Qing and the others would also stop by and linger for a while.

They weren’t sure what the two men down there were up to, but they were certain the pair had been held up by the Fire Vein Poison Crocodile.

While Yang Ling was mining, things were also moving steadily above ground.

Earlier, because of this Blazing Gold Mine, construction had been ongoing, with preparations made for a long fight.

That progress had stalled due to the appearance of the Fire Vein Poison Crocodile.

Now, the work had resumed.

Disciples from the three major sects, as well as Qin Mo and others brought by Yang Ling, had all joined in on the construction.

With the entrance to the Blazing Gold Mine as the center, the surrounding area of several li was being deliberately enclosed.

Some spots had watchtowers set up to prevent people from accidentally wandering in, or someone specifically coming to steal ore.

Every time Yang Ling came up to rest, he would notice some differences.

For example, the Miner’s Village was looking more and more like those at the Fire Crystal Rock mine and the Vermilion Gold mine.

Clearly, the Mining Guild had a standard template for this.

The bet entered its second day.

Yang Ling went deeper into the mine shaft again, this time bringing Little White down with him.

In this environment, Little White was clearly more adapted than any Martial Artist.

The scorching heat and the air thick with sulfur couldn’t pose much of an obstacle to it.

As soon as Little White came down, it sniffed at the corpse of the Fire Vein Poison Crocodile. Without waiting for Yang Ling to warn it, it disdainfully walked away.

Clearly, it could also tell that the crocodile’s meat was highly toxic.

Yang Ling followed his usual routine, continuing to search for Blazing Gold.

Without realizing it, he ventured deeper and deeper into the mine.

This naturally formed shaft sloped downward overall.

Which meant he was getting farther and farther from the surface.

As soon as he caught a whiff of the rust smell, Yang Ling got to work.

His luck wasn’t as good as before.

He ran into several spots of Blazing Gold, but they were all only the size of one to three taels.

He finished chiseling them out in a couple of strikes, far from satisfying.

“Huh? Looks like there’s no more path?”

Seeing this, Yang Ling was about to turn back, but his peripheral vision suddenly landed on the rock wall beside him.

He was drawn to some peculiar patterns on the stone.

Yang Ling stepped closer to examine them carefully.

The patterns were very natural, seemingly unrelated to any human handiwork.

But they looked so familiar…

Suddenly, Yang Ling slammed his palm against it.

The powerful force struck the rock wall, and the massive stone surface instantly flipped around, revealing a huge space inside!

“That old Zhou fellow actually hid another Secret Forging Room here? That old fox isn’t being straight with me.”

Yang Ling sighed in amazement as he slowly stepped inside.

This was a more complete forging room.

But the equipment seemed like it hadn’t been used for a very, very long time.

Moreover, the style of the tools was completely different from what Zhou Zheng used.

Yang Ling lightly touched them—they were covered in dust.

Suddenly, his gaze was drawn to a pile of things in the corner.

It was a heap of withered bones, still wrapped in some tattered cloth.

“A corpse that’s been dead for who knows how many years…”

“Which means I’ve wronged old Zhou. This Secret Forging Room wasn’t made by him…”

“When he discovered this Blazing Gold Mine, someone else had already found it long before him and was stealing ore…”

Yang Ling’s expression was a bit odd.

He had thought Zhou Zheng was the first blacksmith to find the Blazing Gold Mine.

But now it seemed that some senior blacksmith had discovered it even earlier and had also kept it from the Zhao State.

An idea struck Yang Ling. He calmed his mind and focused his senses on his sense of smell.

The air still smelled of sulfur.

After an unknown amount of time, a faint scent of rust flashed by.

Yang Ling opened his eyes, a glint of sharp light flickering within them. He pointed to a corner.

“Little White, dig!”

Without a second thought, Little White started using its skill right there—Whirlwind Slash!

In less than a quarter-hour, a stone slab appeared before Yang Ling.

Smiling, Yang Ling stepped forward and opened it. Inside was a coffin-sized chest, piled full of… Blazing Gold!

He took a deep breath. “I’ve struck it rich.”

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