Two days later.
A floating airship passed through layers of clouds and sailed into the boundary of Fangzhou.
Inside the flying boat, hundreds of Qi Refining monks whose magic powers were blocked were stuffed into dense metal cages, huddled together and making noisy noises.
"Master..."
In the corner of the metal cage, a childish little girl's voice asked timidly:
"Will we die in that jade mountain?"
"I heard that none of the monks who were captured in the mines came out alive..."
The little girl who spoke had cat-like whiskers on both sides of her cheeks. Her slender tail behind her was swinging restlessly, and her amber eyes glowed slightly in the darkness.
"Why!"
A middle-aged man wearing a blue gown, covered with yellow fur, and with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, sighed helplessly:
"Let's take it one step at a time. Who said we are unlucky?"
"I hope I can find a chance to escape in that mine..."
Upon hearing his words, the furry ears on Kitten Girl's head immediately drooped, and she huddled up in despair.
"Master..."
The few little guys huddled together next to her were also quite uneasy.
If you look closely, you can see that they are all demon cultivators, and they all have more or less obvious characteristics of demonization, but none of them have the same bloodline.
The oldest among them is only twelve or thirteen years old; the youngest is only a seven or eight-year-old child who has just started practicing Qi.
"Master, we won't be eaten, right? I heard that some people like to eat demon cultivators, saying it is a great tonic."
"Stop talking! Master, I'm a little scared..."
"No one eats demon cultivators, they eat demonic beasts!"
"Who said that? When I was in the mortal world, I saw people eating people. They even ate people, let alone..."
They were arguing so much that the hairy-faced middle-aged man had a headache for a while, and he could only hurriedly comfort him.
At this moment, the cabin door suddenly opened, bright light penetrated into the dim cabin, and a monk with a broad waist and a big waist walked in.
"quiet!"
He suddenly waved the whip with lightning in his hand, looked around, and looked at the many prisoners fiercely:
"Shut up, everyone!"
There was sudden silence in the noisy cabin.
The middle-aged man with a furry face trembled. Fortunately, several little guys beside him also shrank together in fear, covering their mouths and not daring to make a sound.
"If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have taken the risk of going to Fangshi..."
The hairy-faced middle-aged man only felt extremely regretful in his heart.
Originally, their master and disciples had been hiding in the human villages of Leizhou for a long time, until he took a risk and went to the local market in order to purchase some supplies. Due to an accident, his identity was exposed, and someone followed the clues. .
"Sui Yushan is almost here, come out and line up on the deck!"
The tall and round monk said something, then cast a few spells and unlocked the door of the metal prison.
Many prisoners and monks filed out, not daring to push each other. Under the gaze of several monitors, they lined up neatly on the deck of the flying boat.
A moment later:
"Boom!"
Accompanied by bursts of trembling sounds, the flying boat slowly slowed down and landed on the flat ground.
"I am Zhou Xianhe, the mining manager of Suiyu Mountain..."
Zhou Xianhe led a dozen supervisors, flew over, and boarded the deck of the flying boat.
After the leaders of both parties exchanged a few words, Zhou Xianhe led the people and escorted hundreds of new mining slaves down.
"Let's go! Let's go faster!"
"You are lucky, you don't have to work recently."
"Follow me on the left to another mining area..."
Hundreds of mining slaves were divided into two groups, and each was escorted by several supervisors to two different mining areas.
"Master!"
Kitten Girl was also forced to separate from the hairy-faced middle-aged man, and was assigned to the black jade mining area with another young man with green hair and a shell on his back.
The green-haired boy cried out and struggled a few times, but was hit by the supervisor's whip. He was covered in blood after being whipped, and he immediately became more honest.
As the two waves of teams left, the flying boat took off again and turned towards the west.
"These demon cultivators and apprentices are really interesting..."
In mid-air, Zhang Yao was suspended out of thin air, overlooking the scene below, staring at several demon cultivators with an expression of interest.
Normal masters and disciples of demon cultivators must have the same bloodline in order to practice and inherit the same techniques.
Monks who can break away from the demon cultivator family and go out to live alone are often stronger, so the demon cultivators and bloodline levels of the master and apprentice lineage are generally higher.
But these demon cultivators and apprentices broke this convention.
"Monkeys, kittens, tortoises, pheasants...good guys, none of them are the same."
"I wonder what the origins of these demon cultivators are?"
Zhang Yao touched his chin, quietly flew away, and followed the team on the left.
He has always maintained multiple spells such as invisibility, silence, and breath-holding. With his level of cultivation, no one here can detect his prying eyes.
"Keep an eye on these people first, and then take action at night..."
…………
An hour later.
In the black jade mining area, in the rest area of the mine slaves.
Kitten Girl and the bastard boy were stuffed into a shack.
The shack is not big, but there are more than a dozen mining slave monks crowded inside, including men, women, old and young. Some are chatting and talking in low voices.
"Go in! You will live here from now on!"
After the overseer threw them in, he turned around and left, not wanting to stay in an environment where spiritual energy was exhausted for even a moment longer.
Some of the dozen mining slave monks were indifferent to their arrival; some glanced at them a few times but ignored them; some frowned and felt a little unlucky.
"This bastard again, so disgusting."
The two big men cursed a few times, which made Kitten Girl and the young boy a little frightened.
"Hello..."
Kitty Girl and the bastard boy carefully walked through the crowd and came to an empty corner, showing a flattering smile to the people next to them.
"Hello."
Wu Sikong smiled kindly and reached out his hand:
"My name is Wu Sikong, what are your names?"
Cat Girl was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly stretched out her little paw and whispered:
"My, my name is Hu Weiwei, and his name is Wang Yesan."
Wu Sigong shook hands with her and found that her little paws were plush and fleshy, so he subconsciously pinched them a few times.
"you!"
Hu Weiwei's face suddenly turned red, she pulled out her hand fiercely, and glared at him viciously.
"Ah, yes, I'm sorry..."
Wu Sikong apologized hurriedly, blushed, and stammered:
"I, I didn't mean it, I just..."
He explained for a long time, and Hu Weiwei finally calmed down, but still puffed out her cheeks and refused to talk to him anymore.
Wu Sijian was extremely embarrassed. He scratched his head and could only lie down helplessly on the straw in his bunk, close his eyes and rest.
But not long after, three or four big men on the other side of the shack suddenly stood up and walked over, surrounding Kitten Girl and the bastard boy.
"What do you want to do?"
Catgirl stood up alertly and showed her paws.
"Hey hey hey..."
A stout man licked his lips, looked at Kitten Girl up and down with fiery eyes, especially certain areas on her body, and said with a smile:
"Damn it, I've been a miner here for almost twenty years, and I'm almost furious!"
"Although this little kitten girl is a bit young, she looks really good. It's the perfect way to vent her anger..."
Several big men beside him burst into laughter, their voices full of joking and a hint of excitement.
In the ordinary life of a miner, I work exhaustingly every day and fall asleep when I come back. I don't even have the strength to raise my eyelids, so naturally I am missing a lot of things.
But for the past half month, they have been going to the square on the edge of the mining area to provide soul energy every day, and their lives have become much easier.
There is no need to go to the mines every day. Although the mana cannot be restored, the energy has become abundant. The direct consequence is that there has been a sharp increase in fights and other vicious incidents in the rest area, which has attracted the attention of some supervisors.
"Get away!"
Hu Weiwei roared, her short tiger teeth were very conspicuous, and her eyes flashed with a fierce look.
"Hahaha……"
Not only were the big men not afraid, their laughter became more and more proud, and they pressed forward step by step.
The remaining elderly monks and female monks in the hut frowned when they saw this scene, but no one spoke to stop them; some female monks had disgust in their eyes, but they turned their heads away.
These people are targeting demon cultivators after all, not orthodox human cultivators. If they stand up for a few despicable demon cultivators, isn't that a joke?
"stop!"
Wu Sijian shouted sharply, pushed away Wang Yesan who was shrinking into a ball with a slap, and strode to protect Hu Weiwei:
"Get out of here right now, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"
Strange to say:
None of them have any magic power. Together, they, a few strong adult men, will definitely be far better than a half-year-old boy.
But when these big men saw Wu Siqiang coming forward, their expressions suddenly changed. After looking at each other for a few times, they returned to their piles of straw without saying a word.
"Thank you……"
Hu Weiwei retracted her little paws and spoke softly, a trace of gratitude flashed in her eyes.
"You're welcome."
Wu Sikong shook his head and said in a deep voice:
"You have to be careful in the future, this is not a kind place."
"These days, it's because Master Qingxu wants to use us to make treasures, so we feel more relaxed."
"After the real person finished refining the treasure and went back to the mine, it was a very hard life. Almost every few days, I heard news that someone died from exhaustion..."
When the boys and girls are talking:
In the corner of the shack, Zhang Yao, who was standing with his hands behind his back, looked back and smiled slightly:
"This guy is quite kind-hearted."
If the young man hadn't taken action just now, he would have taken action secretly and deliberately attracted the attention of the overseer. Naturally, those male monks would not be able to offend him.
After his initial judgment of these demon cultivators, the bloodline of the little kitten girl Hu Weiwei might be the highest, so he watched it personally.
"But it's a little strange..."
Zhang Yao pondered for a moment, and a trace of suspicion flashed in his heart:
"Why are those male monks afraid of, or rather jealous of, a young man like him?"
(End of chapter)
