All the mining cultivators were gathered on the rocky sand pit outside of the mine, then ordered to not move a single muscle or else they would be killed without pardon.
The wraith cultivators had taken full control of the mine and began to investigate the reason behind the riot.
One minute later.
Long pieces of dark green jade with natural cloud patterns were laid neatly on the ground.
"Cloud Pattern Immortal Jade, how unexpected for this barren mine to have such a good thing"
A wraith cultivator with tanned skin commented.
He was wearing a crimson-colored mask with several lines of black markings to signify a wrathful cruel expression.
"Sir, the mine's manager had been brought here" someone reported.
"Oh?"
This cultivator turned around to take a look.
Two of his men had been restrained and led a short old man in front of him.
