The mining site where Gu Sheng was located lay right next to the western desert.
Endless desert, howling winds, yellow sand filling the skies.
Gu Sheng stood at the edge of the desert, gazing at the towering mining mountain before him. A sense of despair welled up in his heart.
This was the Ji family's mine, and it was also his new prison.
He had been sold here, becoming a mining slave, forced to dig Spirit Stones daily under harsh conditions.
The mountain was as solid as Xuan Iron, and ordinary Martial Artists couldn't even budge it an inch.
Even though Gu Sheng possessed the Ancient Sacred Body, here he was no different from the other slaves, using a pickaxe to chip away bit by bit.
"Kid, stop dragging your feet and dig faster!"
A Supervisor walked over and gave Gu Sheng a vicious kick.
Gu Sheng gritted his teeth, swallowed the pain, and continued swinging the pickaxe in his hand.
He knew he had to finish the task quickly, or he would face even crueler punishment.
