Chapter 58 - Cycle Of The Deep Mines (1/2)

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Deep Mines, Day Two-Hundred Twenty:

Today was the day another batch of new arrivals came. At the time, Yan Zaizen was mining some ore, his body filled with dirt and sweat, but his physical stature was becoming more impressive. His muscles were slightly enlarged, and the definition of them was more noticeable. His height kept increasing a centimeter or half every week or two. At this moment, his previous height of five feet six was completely dispelled, and he was five feet nine.

The cultivation into the Immortal Herculean Method was slow but incredibly effective. His body wasn't being actively refined, but it was undergoing an evolutionary advancement. He could feel the thickness of his cells, the purity of his vital energies, blood, organs, and even his teeth change their composition and structure. He felt like he was no longer physically human, or at least he was half-human. This change didn't dissuade Yan Zaizen. Instead, it motivated him further.

Tao caught on to his advancement and gradual changes and finally asked about it. Yan Zaizen told him the truth, at least in regards to the method, but when Tao heard it, he was shocked. Unfortunately, Yan Zaizen didn't know how to properly verbalize the cultivation method despite cultivating it. He found this quite strange. It was as if he could comprehend it, but he couldn't teach it. Unless someone merged the motes of light that defined the Immortal Herculean Method clearly, it would be impossible for another to grasp its method.

Tao understood that some methods were like this, and it was purposefully done to prevent widespread distribution of key skills. Unless you completely master the method, it would be impossible to make another copy for others to peruse.

When the new arrivals saw all the old miners, they held looks of hope and despair. Some knew of the cruel rumors of the Deep Mines, while others were ignorant and believed they could survive since others were working hard to do so.

No one said anything.

Out of the people that originally arrived, the amount that was left was a pitiable number of about a dozen. This was startling low considering they came with numbers nearing a hundred. A majority of that number willingly leaped into the depths of the hole.

There were many reasons to do so, failure to reach the quota, escape in death, insanity, or even pushed by others. Tao and Yan Zaizen kept to themselves when the new group arrived, not paying attention to anyone.

Tao muttered, ”And the cycle continues.”

Deep Mines, Day Two-Hundred Eighty-Seven.

The first person of the new group missed their quota. It was a young man who looked nothing more than skin and bone, but he was unwilling to simply give up with this. When the overseer arrived, he asked for a private discussion. The overseer, obviously intrigued, took him up on his offer.

After some time, they returned. The young man had a slight smile on his face, his eyes containing contempt as he looked at the other miners. It was obvious that he believed that his discussion had worked. The new miners had gazes of envy, whereas the older ones simply shook their heads and looked at the man with a bit of pity.

Unfortunately, whatever he said didn't work. This time, the overseer lifted the young man up forcefully and ripped off his limbs one by one in front of everyone. Some of the blood even splashed on some of the newcomers causing them to tremble in horror.

When all limbs were removed and the horrible shrieking filled the mine, the overseer gripped the young man's head and twisted it until it popped off like a cap on a bottle. His blood had already been nearly drained, but his neck still spewed violently with blood. It gave everyone chills. Everyone except Yan Zaizen, Tao, and the old miners who were rather calm at this.

They simply went back to work.

Deep Mines, Day Three-Hundred Forty:

A powerful breath was released from Yan Zaizen's body. His lungs had evolved its structure, and he realized that he no longer had just two lungs but four. The other two were oddly placed and smaller than the first and were situated within his other two lungs. It seemed bizarre, but it worked flawlessly. It was as if he could absorb the essence energy from the air and perfectly refine it into his oxygenated blood through these two additional lungs. With each breath, his blood would be enhanced in quality and his vital energies he could muster increased in quantity.