In the following days, Chen Xin took advantage of the loophole he discovered, spending half of his time mining and half of his time cultivating in the mine.

Although these Spirit Stone mines were precious, they weren't his, so Chen Xin didn't feel bad about using them lavishly.

Even if the Spirit Qi absorption efficiency was poor, the wasteful usage naturally made Chen Xin's cultivation speed advance by leaps and bounds.

Moreover, Chen Xin's Cultivation Talent was only considered poor at a higher level. If people from this world were to define it, Chen Xin could be considered a mediocre Cultivation Talent even in those first-rate Martial Sect.

And if it were ordinary Martial Sect, Chen Xin's Cultivation Talent could be cultivated as a Core Disciple.

In just four days, Chen Xin had cultivated the first level of the Po Lu Divine Skill to Great Perfection and began to impact the second level of the Po Lu Divine Skill. At the same time, Chen Xin's cultivation also reached the "Qi Refining second level."

Those three slaves who had previously extorted him didn't reappear, but if they dared to show up again, Chen Xin was confident that he could take on three at once and cripple them.

At this time, Chen Xin's body was much better than before. The labor in the mine had become very easy. Most of the time, Chen Xin was cultivating in the corner of the mine.

Sometimes, when Chen Xin wasn't satisfied with his cultivation, he would secretly take out Spirit Stone mines and Cultivate secretly in the middle of the night. Anyway, the people living in the same barracks slept like dead pigs at night.

Although the amount of labor in this mine was great compared to the previous lives, Chen Xin was able to see his progress every day, so for Chen Xin, this place was simply a paradise for cultivation.

However, even the most meticulous plans can have oversights. Chen Xin never expected that someone would always be thinking about him, even treating him as a stepping stone to survive!

On the seventh day at the mine, Chen Xin had become accustomed to the days here. Even if someone whipped Chen Xin and let Chen Xin live freely in the future, Chen Xin would not be willing to leave here, because this place was too helpful for Chen Xin's cultivation. Chen Xin didn't know if he would have such a cultivation opportunity in the future.

Having lived for a hundred years, no one understood the importance of opportunity better than Chen Xin. No one could say when the next such opportunity would come.

Chen Xin estimated that he never thought that one day he would experience the feeling of others fearing my greed.

Chen Xin's days were peaceful, but obviously the elder Wheat Field was unable to hold on. The high-intensity labor made him miserable, and his old body was crumbling. The previously injured Da Hei had survived and looked like he could live a few more years.

For these people, these were indeed hard days, but Chen Xin didn't have the ability to take care of them. The smaller the ability, the smaller the responsibility. Now, he should seize this rare golden time to strengthen himself.

However, there was always someone who would break this hard-won tranquility. When the sky was still dim, Chen Xin was held down by two slave soldiers.

The strength of these two slave soldiers was like that of children to Chen Xin at this time. Chen Xin believed that he could easily throw them away.

But Chen Xin couldn't bear to leave this good place, so he pretended to be easily subdued.

"What are you arresting me for? I haven't done anything wrong," Chen Xin said innocently. He didn't believe that he had been discovered for secretly cultivating or stealing Spirit Stones. He had never left any evidence.

"If you don't want to be beaten, shut up. We are only responsible for arresting people. You can shout as you please when you get to Lord Shu," one of the slave soldiers said, unable to bear Chen Xin's shouting.

Chen Xin stopped talking when he heard this. It seemed that he would only know what happened when he saw Lord Shu.

Soon, Chen Xin was escorted to Lord Shu's barracks. Before he could admire the spacious and comfortable barracks, he saw that not only Lord Shu was standing here, but also four lackeys beside him.

Chen Xin knew all four of these people. They were the three slaves who had previously extorted him, and the elder Wheat Field who lived in the same barracks as him!

"Evil Servant Xin!" As soon as Chen Xin was escorted to Lord Shu and knelt down, Lord Shu's questioning voice came. "You dare to hide Ore! I think you're really tired of living."

The moment he saw Wheat Field, Chen Xin already understood what was going on. He really wanted to glare at Wheat Field, but reason told Chen Xin that he should remain calm and not look at him.

"Stealing Ore? Who can steal Ore from there? Lord Shu, I don't have such great ability," Chen Xin said.

Wheat Field sighed and said, "It's come to this, so just admit it, Xin. I had no choice but to report you. I hope you don't blame me."

"The four of them came together to accuse you of stealing Ore. If you can't prove your innocence, it seems that you can only be sacrificed to the ghosts and gods," Lord Shu said indifferently.

Chen Xin said neither humble nor arrogant: "I really didn't hide any Ore. If they want to accuse me, they must first find evidence, right? Isn't this just framing me out of thin air?"

"Stop quibbling." The tall slave was obviously still remembering the previous conflict with Chen Xin. Otherwise, he would not have joined Wheat Field in reporting Chen Xin. He quickly walked over and searched Chen Xin's body.

"Wheat Field has already said that you have no chance to hide those Ores. I'm afraid they are on you now. Just search and you will find them, uh..."

However, the tall slave groped for a long time, but did not find any Ore on Chen Xin.

"Wheat Field, what's going on!?" The tall slave was a little flustered. Yesterday, the old man Wheat Field found him and assured him that he had a handle to kill Chen Xin. If Chen Xin proved that this was a false accusation, the four of them would not feel good now.

"Don't panic." Wheat Field was full of confidence. After all, he witnessed Chen Xin taking an unspent Spirit Stone into his pocket last night.

"He has nowhere to hide it. Even if it's not on him, I'm afraid it can be found in my and his residence."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a slave soldier came in to report to Lord Shu. "Lord Shu, we have searched Slave Xin's residence and the surrounding area, and have not found any Ore."

"You naturally can't find something that doesn't exist," Chen Xin reminded.

"What's going on? You must not have searched carefully enough." Wheat Field, who was full of confidence, said with a pale face at this time. He didn't believe that his judgment would be wrong.

"Maybe it's on his body. His clothes may have a mezzanine." The tall slave didn't believe in evil. He couldn't wait to strip Chen Xin's clothes off, and in fact, he did.

However, even so, several people still did not find anything from Chen Xin.

"We were deceived by you, old man. You harmed us, harmed us!" The tall slave grabbed the old man Wheat Field's collar angrily.

If slaves report each other, if the accused slave can prove his innocence, then the false accuser will be punished. The punishment is related to the content of his false accusation.

If the accused's crime is true and he is sentenced to death, then the punishment for the false accusers is death, so it's no wonder that the tall slave will break down.

"This is impossible, this is impossible, I clearly saw it..." The old man Wheat Field's face was full of disbelief and despair.

"Noisy." Lord Shu couldn't stand this farce anymore. As his voice sounded, he saw his right hand waving up and down in a hand knife shape. Chen Xin felt a wave of Spirit Qi fluctuations, and then he saw a gust of wind turning into a thin blade.

The blade cut through the necks of the four slaves, and then the heads of the four people fell. The four people who were still noisy were now in different places!