'It really is a type of ore...'
'An ore from the Cultivation Immortal Realm?'
Inside the mine, Chu Mu gently caressed the tunnel wall, which carried a strange, faint chill. His gaze remained fixed for a long while, confirming his initial suspicions.
It was a type of ore, one that definitely surpassed the scope of Mortal Iron Ore. It was probably like those medicinal herbs that had grown beyond their natural cycle, belonging to... the Cultivation Immortal Realm? A Spirit Ore?
Chu Mu wasn't certain if his terminology was correct, but the general meaning felt right.
'So because it's a Spirit Ore, it attracted the arrival of the man in white. And to mine this Spirit Ore, he was willing to pay any price, which led to all the recent turmoil.'
'The man in white came for this Spirit Ore...'
'Then what about Elder Li... and the other Cultivator who recently appeared, the one who clearly knows Elder Li?'
'Did they come for this Spirit Ore, too?'
