The fat cultivator sitting behind the table took out a palm-sized jade slip from his storage pouch, looked up at Lu Ye, and said, "Name, origin, and cultivation base?"
Lu Ye answered them one by one.
The fat cultivator muttered, "Blackheaven Sect's Lu Ye … Hmm, I found him!"
Only then did Lu Ye react. The jade slip in the fat cultivator's hand should have recorded some information about the mine, including the origin and identity of the mine slaves. With such an inspection, he could ensure that there were no remnants of Evil Moon Valley mixed in.
"But … that's not right!" The fat cultivator narrowed his eyes slightly. "The jade slip records that Lu Ye is just a mortal who hasn't opened his apertures, but you've already opened one aperture, which doesn't match the information. This is a bit difficult."
As he spoke, he kept glancing at the storage pouch at Lu Ye's waist.
Lu Ye laughed inwardly. His previous worries were right. A mine slave carrying a storage pouch could easily attract unwanted covetous eyes.
According to his previous plan, it wouldn't have mattered if he gave up the storage pouch. After all, he had regained his freedom. In the future, he would be able to fly freely, and he wouldn't have to worry about not finding better things.
However, with Elder Tang's casual words, Lu Ye didn't have to be afraid of anything. He couldn't let the old man's good intentions go to waste.
In the face of the fat cultivator's doubts, Lu Ye said, "I met an injured Evil Moon Valley cultivator in the mine. I killed him and opened my spiritual aperture at the brink of death."
The fat cultivator raised his eyebrows. If what Lu Ye said was true, then it was a bit serious. A tiger was still a tiger. Even if it was injured, it wasn't something a goat could provoke, let alone kill.
He somewhat understood where the storage pouch at Lu Ye's waist came from …
At this time, the young cultivator who led Lu Ye here leaned over and whispered something in the fat cultivator's ear. The fat cultivator looked surprised. "Which Elder Tang?"
The young cultivator didn't speak and just looked at him.
The fat cultivator reacted and coughed lightly, looking at Lu Ye with a much kinder expression. "So that's how it is. You have some courage! Well, although your identity is basically confirmed, we still have to go through the necessary procedures. Come with me. "
With that, he stood up.
"Senior Brother Pang, I'll go first." The young cultivator cupped his fists.
"Go, go." Senior Brother Pang waved his hand.
Following the fat cultivator, Lu Ye walked in the direction where many slave miners were gathered.
When he got closer, the fat cultivator placed his hands on his waist and took a few deep breaths before asking, "Is there anyone from the Black Heaven Sect? Step forward and let me see. "
No one answered.
Lu Ye swept his gaze across and did not see the faces of the Mystic Sky Sect's disciples.
After all, the Black Heaven Sect was a small sect. There were not many disciples in the sect. A year ago, when the Evil Moon Valley attacked and occupied the sect, many people died. Only about twenty young people were still alive.
In the past year, many more people had died, but in Lu Ye's memory, there should still be three to five people alive.
However, at this moment, he did not see the figures of those three to five people. Presumably, they had also met with misfortune.
He could not help but feel a little sad. Although he did not have a sense of belonging to the Black Sky Sect, he was the only one left in the sect. This made him realize how cruel the world was.
The fat cultivator asked again, "Does anyone know him?"
Still, no one answered. Lu Ye was not very popular among the slave miners. Everyone was sallow and emaciated, struggling to survive every day. However, Lu Ye lived a very comfortable life and had plenty of contribution points to exchange for Qi and Blood Pills. As a result, the other slave miners naturally did not have a good impression of him.
The same unfortunate encounter did not make people united against a common enemy. Instead, it was more likely to breed estrangement and rejection.
Lu Ye saw the Liu brothers in the crowd. These two guys were lucky to be alive. However, the Liu brothers did not intend to step forward to prove Lu Ye's identity. They just looked at him gloatingly.
The fat cultivator could not help but glance at Lu Ye, wondering if this guy was Lu Ye of the Black Heaven Sect. Since he was a slave miner, there should be someone who could prove his identity.
Previously, many people were checked in this way. They identified each other and confirmed their identity.
"I know him. He's Lu Ye of the Black Heaven Sect." Just when the fat cultivator was suspicious, a weak voice was heard.
"Who's talking?" The fat cultivator turned his gaze and looked towards the source of the voice.
The crowd took the initiative to part, revealing the person who spoke.
Seeing the person's appearance, Lu Ye was slightly surprised. He had only met this person once, and it had been a long time since they last met.
The person who spoke was a woman. Compared to the slave miners around her, her clothes were not bright, but at least they were clean and tidy.
The fat cultivator looked at the woman and asked in a deep voice, "Are you sure he's Lu Ye of the Black Heaven Sect? Think carefully before you speak. Lying in front of me won't end well. "
The woman shrunk her neck, but she still said firmly, "I'm sure."
The fat cultivator nodded and waved his hand at Lu Ye. "Alright, your identities are clean. Go and wait there. Don't run around." After saying that, he winked at Lu Ye. "Tomorrow, there will be an opportunity waiting for you."
With that, he turned and left.
After he left, the oppressive atmosphere was relieved. It was obvious that these slaves living at the bottom were still very afraid of the fat cultivator.
Lu Ye thought for a moment and walked towards the woman who spoke just now. When he got close, he said, "Miss, thank you for speaking up for justice."
The woman shook her head. "No need. You saved me before. At that time, I didn't even have time to thank you."
She was talking about what happened nearly half a year ago. At that time, Lu Ye encountered this woman in the depths of the mine. She was being chased by another slave miner. Lu Ye couldn't stand it anymore and taught the slave miner a lesson.
However, since then, he hadn't seen this woman again.
Lu Ye smiled. "Then we're even?"
The woman also smiled, and some vitality returned to her lethargic face. "We're even."
"Let me introduce myself again. I'm Lu Ye of the Black Heaven Sect!"
The woman bowed gracefully, showing the demeanor of a lady from a noble family. "Yu Xiaodie of the Yu Family."
Lu Ye asked curiously, "Miss Yu, do you know why we're gathered here? What's the opportunity that the fat cultivator mentioned? "
Yu Xiaodie reached out and tucked her hair behind her ear. She explained, "We all have clear backgrounds and clean identities. Basically, we haven't been enlightened. Even if we have, our cultivation is very low. The Evil Moon Valley doesn't treat us as humans and won't train us. However, there must be some among us who are suitable for cultivation. Since the Haotian Alliance has taken over this place, they naturally need to make some arrangements. Those who are suitable for cultivation will be taken away by the Haotian Alliance. "
"Is this the opportunity that the fat cultivator mentioned?" Lu Ye suddenly realized.
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