What Lin Qian needed now was the status of a Noble, the status of a Noble in the Eight Eyed Divine Race.
Even within the Eight Pupils Holy Tribe, there were different levels of power and status.
To enter the library, one had to be a Noble. Commoners did not have the right to enter.
Slaves? They did not even have the right to go near.
It was not easy to obtain the status of a Noble. Rank 1 was the lowest, and Rank 5 was the highest.
Nobles above Rank 5 were naturally the direct descendants of the Eight Eyed Divine Race.
Lin Qian disguised himself as a member of the Eight Eyed Divine Race. Although he was wealthy, he was still a commoner of the lowest rank.
To become a Noble, one had to make contributions.
And the easiest and fastest way to become a noble was to mine ore veins.
After mining the vein, one could hand over the Soul Crystals Spiritual Ores to the direct descendants of the Eight Pupils Divine Race to obtain contribution points.
First-rank nobles had many privileges, such as access to the library.
That was enough. What Lin Qian needed was to enter the library.
He had no choice. The library was an important place, and it was heavily guarded. If Lin Qian attacked, the other party would definitely destroy the library.
Since he could not attack, he could only use his wits.
Lin Qian chose to mine the Spirit Crystals and use it as a cover. After a period of time, he would hand over the Spirit Crystals, which would not arouse suspicion.
In the process, Lin Qian could also use the Eye Coins to buy slaves and save them.
After all, the Eye Coins did not have much value, and he could gain something without risking anything.
This way, he would definitely save the slaves in the Spirit Crystals, and they would not die in battle.
Thus, this was killing two birds with one stone.
After obtaining the contributions and becoming a Rank 1 Noble, Lin Qian only needed to enter the library and place the Formation Virus to control it.
In the next moment, he would be able to empty out all the books.
With the books in the library, Lin Qian would be able to gain more information about the Eight Eyed Divine Race and the Nether Race.
This would be of great help to him when he encountered the Nether Race in the future.
Now, all Xiao Chen needed to do was wait.
Lin Qian wandered aimlessly in the main city, killing time.
While he was wandering around casually, his mind was giving orders to the other ghostly figures who were disguised as merchants.
In the eyes of outsiders, he and Phantom, who was disguised as a merchant, were only partners in the mining business.
Maybe in the eyes of other people, Lin Qian and the disguised Ghost Shadow were wandering around the city, buying tools and slaves to mine the mines.
In reality, Lin Qian was currently observing the residence of the direct descendant in the north of the main city.
He believed that there were definitely abundant treasures in the direct descendant's residence.
Break into the residence of the direct descendant?
The problem was how to prevent the other party from destroying the treasures in the shortest time possible and take over the manor.
Let's take it one step at a time.
After observing for a while, Lin Qian seemed to have understood something.
After making up his mind, he returned to his mansion, sat down cross-legged, and entered a state of cultivation.
Increasing his realm strength was still the same. Stabilizing his realm was the right path.
After completely stabilizing his realm, Lin Qian also knew that it was time for him to break through.
Breaking through the realm and sweeping across the Nine Heavens would be a piece of cake.
At that time, it would be time for him to break through the void and ascend to the Immortal Realm.
However, before he ascended, there were some matters in the Lower Mortal Realm that he had to settle.
He had to ensure at least twenty to thirty years of stability, which would be enough for him to stabilize his footing in the Immortal Realm.
After he stabilized his footing, he would be able to set up a teleportation formation and travel freely between the Immortal Realm and the Lower Mortal Realm without any obstructions.
At that time, it would be much more convenient.
It would also be much easier to plan to attack the Immortal Realm.
The time spent in secluded cultivation passed quickly. Another ten years had passed.
For a whole ten years, Lin Qian didn't care about anything. He didn't care about anything and just focused on cultivating.
He believed that he didn't need to care about the matters of the outside world.
Soon after, when Lin Qian exited from his cultivation state and woke up, he didn't move from his original position.
"Soon!" Lin Qian exhaled lightly. He knew that a breakthrough was imminent.
When he woke up, he understood that Yuan Jingtian's battlefield was still the same. Nothing had changed.
Although there were fights and frictions between the two sides, Yuan Jingtian and the Eight Pupils Holy Tribe still had the upper hand.
Lin Qian had already expected this situation and was prepared for it.
Yuan Jingtian and the Eight Pupils Divine Race had combined their strength, which far surpassed the seven overlord forces of the Southern Gate Mountain and the Mysterious North Sky.
Under such circumstances, both sides were afraid to take action. From time to time, they would test each other and send out their subordinates to determine the other side's situation.
However, it was just a test. The war would last for a long time.
After all, they weren't like the Hua Xia Empire. They were monsters that never played by the rules. They fought crazily and terrifyingly strong.
Lin Qian stood up. He didn't need to think about the battlefield. He needed to go to the ore vein.
After going there, he would pretend to collect the spirit crystal ores and exchange them for contribution points. He would be promoted to a first-class aristocrat and enter the library.
When he arrived at the ore vein, Lin Qian realized that it was bustling with activity.
The slaves he had bought were working hard to mine the ore vein. The Eight Pupils Divine Race member that he had left behind was walking around.
Unlike the other slaves in the ore vein, these people didn't look dull and lifeless. Instead, they were working hard and their faces were flushed.
They were working hard from the bottom of their hearts. They weren't being forced.
When Lin Qian appeared, Mu Xin, who was also working, immediately noticed him. He hurried over and knelt down. "Master."
"How did you do it?" Lin Qian didn't let Mu Xin get up. Instead, he looked around and asked the person kneeling before him without alerting anyone.
In response to Lin Qian's inquiry, Mu Xin told him his arrangements in full detail.
In Mu Xin's opinion, although Lin Qian said that they could move around freely without any restrictions, staying here and doing nothing would let down Lin Qian's generosity.
But if they stayed here and did nothing, it would be a waste of Lin Qian's generosity. They would also be crippled in this mine and go crazy from being bored.
Moreover, Lin Qian said that everything here was under his control.
Therefore, he divided them into four shifts. Each shift would work for six hours, and the four shifts would rotate 24 hours a day.
This way, the work efficiency was pretty good. There would be work 24 hours a day. Moreover, they wouldn't be too tired and die of exhaustion.
In this way, the work efficiency was pretty good. There was work 24 hours a day, and everyone would not be too tired and die of exhaustion.
On the contrary, this workload was something they didn't even dare to think about.
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