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

When Yang Ling immediately identified Hui Wu's background, the four players all showed a flicker of astonishment in their eyes.

"You're from the Bitter Awareness Temple, and you came looking for me. Isn't it because you saw me take the top spot on the Divine Realm Level Ranking and want to know how I did it?

Your identities aren't that hard to guess, right? Is there a need to be so surprised?"

Yang Ling sat back down, picked up the teapot, and poured himself a cup of steaming hot tea.

The four of them suddenly understood. The one who had spoken earlier, seeing this, suddenly sneered coldly:

"Yang Ling, since we're all players, stuck in this damn place with no way back anytime soon.

Players should help each other out, right?"

"If you're hungry, I have food here. If you're thirsty, I have water here."

Yang Ling said calmly, "I'll naturally help with such small matters."

The other party said coldly, "We want to know how you managed to level up continuously."

"This kind of question, you actually came all the way to ask me?"

Yang Ling laughed, "The entire Vermilion Gold Mine is right in front of you, and you're still asking me why I can level up?"

"You mean... you leveled up by mining?"

The four of them suddenly noticed the Vermilion Gold Pickaxe hanging at Yang Ling's waist and immediately felt it was absurd.

You can level up by mining?

At the Bitter Awareness Temple, they had to pay a huge price just to level up once.

Can this guy just level up by mining!?

"Otherwise?"

Yang Ling smiled.

"Enough, I know you're lying to us. Even if mining gives experience, it couldn't possibly make you a full 10 levels higher than Hui Wu!

He was originally number one on the ranking, and now you're Level 32 while he's Level 22?

You level up faster than Lin Caiyi and the others? How is that possible?

They are disciples of first-rate sects. We know what first-rate sects represent."

After speaking, the other party said with a resolute expression:

"Hand over your leveling secret. In the future, we at the Bitter Awareness Temple can also protect you a bit, be your backers.

You probably don't know Hui Wu's status at the Bitter Awareness Temple.

He is now a core disciple of the Bitter Awareness Temple's Martial Monk Hall. His master, Great Master Jue Ming, is a Seventh-Rank expert!

The rankings on the Divine Realm Level Ranking are all superficial.

In the Divine Realm, how can you survive without a backer? You should understand this point."

Yang Ling ignored him, instead looking at Hui Wu:

"Are you mute? Among the four of you, your cultivation is the highest. Why let a lackey do the talking?

Why aren't you speaking?"

That guy was instantly furious and was about to speak when Hui Wu had already pressed his palms together, chanting a Buddhist invocation:

"Amitabha."

Yang Ling couldn't help but nod slightly. This guy had adapted extremely quickly.

"Yang Ling, this time we came looking for you, it is indeed for your leveling secret. We hope you will hand it over to us.

This secret, in my hands, can exert its effects much better than in yours."

Hui Wu's tone was calm, yet firm:

"As long as I master your secret, I am confident that in the future, I will crush Lin Caiyi and the others."

"A mere number six on the ranking, yet so boastful."

Yang Ling said, "I don't have any leveling secret. How about having a cup of tea, and then you all go back.

Since you've become monks, I think it's better not to get involved in the jianghu. Honestly recite sutras, worship Buddha, cultivate your character and nurture your nature."

"Hui Wu, it seems he has no intention of handing it over. Kill him, and we'll find it ourselves."

"This guy is Level 32. If we kill him on the spot, the experience points won't be few. Maybe all of us can level up."

The other three monks spoke up one after another.

As soon as Yang Ling heard this, he knew they had taken lives before.

Otherwise, they wouldn't know that killing people also yields experience points.

"Yang Ling, this is your last chance."

Hui Wu slowly said, "Although your level is higher than mine, the cultivation technique you practice is definitely not as high-grade as mine.

My attribute points should be above yours.

And the martial arts techniques I cultivate are also above yours.

If we really start fighting, a 10-level gap actually doesn't mean much."

"You practice the Bitter Awareness Heart Sutra, right? I have a question. I've found internal techniques extremely difficult to cultivate. I've been practicing for a long time, and I'm still only at Beginner's Insight.

Can yours be higher than mine?"

Yang Ling asked curiously.

A slight upward curve appeared at the corner of Hui Wu's mouth:

"I am one realm higher than you, at Comprehensive Mastery."

"Then how many attribute points can you increase when you circulate your energy?"

"Hui Wu, don't tell him."

The other three monks warned.

Hui Wu gently shook his head, "It's fine. When I circulate my energy, I can increase 40 points of Strength."

A single attribute? 40 points?

Yang Ling thought of Sun Biao's Ironclad Heart Technique being at Flawless Proficiency, which could increase two attributes by 20 points each when circulating energy.

It seems the Ironclad Heart Technique is indeed only a third-rate internal technique.

"I get 30 points in two attributes, totaling only 20 points more than him. The gap between first-rate and second-rate shouldn't be just this much..."

Yang Ling suddenly asked, "If you cultivate to the third layer, how many attribute points can you increase?"

"60 points of Strength."

Hui Wu said.

"60 points? The Vajra Bright King Technique's third layer gives 60 points in two attributes. The gap is apparent now.

It seems the lower the grade of the technique, the weaker its later potential. Only the early stages are relatively close..."

Yang Ling secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yang Ling, when I circulate my energy now, including the martial arts technique, my Strength can break 80 points."

A look of sincerity appeared on Hui Wu's face:

"The cultivation technique you practice is at most third-rate, maybe even ungraded. The attribute points it adds are also unstable.

And you're only at Beginner's Insight, which gives you very little amplification.

Even if you are 10 levels higher than me, that's only 10 attribute points.

My technique alone is already several times higher than yours.

You cannot possibly be my match. The ranking on the Divine Realm Level Ranking actually has nothing to do with real strength."

"I understand that. I discovered that very early on. The Level Ranking is just about levels, not a combat power ranking."

Yang Ling nodded slightly.

Seeing his attitude, the three monks thought he was scared and immediately pressed their advantage:

"Yang Ling, understand Hui Wu's strength now? With one palm strike, he can break a tree.

Hand over the leveling secret, and perhaps... we can pull some strings, and you can also come to the Bitter Awareness Temple."

"However, having only Strength without Agility is useless. You need to be able to hit your opponent."

Yang Ling said thoughtfully.

A flash of vigilance suddenly appeared in Hui Wu's eyes:

"What you're implying is that your Agility is very high? How many points?"

"I can't tell you that."

Yang Ling shook his head, "Attribute points are a secret."

"I just told you mine!"

Hui Wu narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Because you think of me as a dead man. Dead men keep secrets."

Yang Ling smiled, "Anyway, I'm very fast. You are no match for me."

"First you claim to be Upper Eighth-Rank, then you say you're very fast. Isn't that just to scare us off?"

"We came all this way. We won't leave without some gains."

"Even if we don't get your leveling secret, you yourself are a huge experience package. Maybe you also have something valuable on you. Killing you and looting your drops, then this trip wouldn't be wasted."

The three monks exchanged glances and slowly assumed fighting stances.

"Hui Wu, you go first. We three will block his escape routes."

Yang Ling let out a low sigh, "So you really must kill me..."

Hui Wu thought for a moment, then slowly walked towards Yang Ling.

With each step, the aura around him surged layer by layer. The Bitter Awareness Heart Sutra was already in operation, and his Strength was wildly skyrocketing.

In the blink of an eye, his Strength attribute rose from 31 to 71.

He really didn't lie to me.

"His Strength can rival an Eighth-Rank expert, but his Agility is truly trash. At most, he's in the first tier among Ninth-Rank."

Yang Ling pondered, then in a flash, he vanished from his chair like a gust of wind, his figure ghost-like as he appeared in front of Hui Wu.

Twelve Paths Vajra Legs!

Like lightning-fast leg techniques, kick after kick landed on Hui Wu's chest.

Each kick forced Hui Wu back a step.

In the blink of an eye, he was pushed back over a dozen steps.

The leg techniques were too fast, so fast that Hui Wu couldn't react at all.

After finishing the kicks, Yang Ling returned to his original position, picked up his teacup, and took a sip.

After being left out for a while, the tea was warm, just right.

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