Chapter 345: Picking Up Money Everywhere

From that day on, over ten thousand members of the Wu tribe on Wu Huang Star became busy, mining various ore veins as ordered by Su Che and Tian Yin.
In fact, the elders of the Wu Huang tribe knew exactly what resources existed on this planet. Although these treasures, in the eyes of cultivators, held no value to them, the elders had lived on this planet for over two hundred thousand years and knew everything about it as well as they knew the furnishings in their own homes.
So, there was no need for Su Che and Tian Yin to conduct surveys. All they had to do was mention any cultivation resources they could think of, and the elders would reply: “That thing can be found in such and such a place!”
If there was a vein of spirit stones, they would summon a few Wu tribe warriors. There was no need for laborious excavation—by transforming into giant beings, they could pull out the entire vein from the ground with a single effort.
Then, with swift swipes of their massive hands, they would cut the vein into huge stone blocks, each hundreds of feet long, for Su Che to store in his magical space.
This so-called “magical space” was actually the Immortal Prison, but it was presented as the possession of a wealthy man. Of course, the space in the Palace of the Wealthy couldn’t hold all those ore veins.
Inside the Immortal Prison, Lao He’s roars continued nonstop: “We’re getting rich! How many spirit stones can be mined from these rocks? Top-grade spirit stones are nothing—there must be plenty of supreme-grade ones too!”
All kinds of ore veins—Skylight Crystals, Cold Light Gold, Brilliant Steel, Purple Fire Meteors—were dug out entirely and sent into the Immortal Prison in smaller sections.
There were also spirit flames, spirit trees, spirit waters, spirit soils of various grades… Just the ten-grade spirit flames, which were most useful to Su Che, numbered nine different types.
What about spirit flames below grade eight?
No need! There were too many valuable things to bother collecting such low-grade items.
Spirit trees like the Ten-Thousand-Year Skywood indeed grew in vast quantities on Wu Huang Star—tall trees that required several people to encircle. Su Che couldn’t bear to cut them down, so he used the same mining method, pulling them out of the ground along with the soil and transplanting them whole into the Immortal Prison.
It was like picking up money everywhere—no matter how hard or tiring it was, they never felt hardship or fatigue. These days, Su Che rushed around, focused solely on collecting wealth…
One day, a Wu tribe warrior brought news that a massive underground spirit vein had been discovered, asking if Su Che wanted it.
“Sure!”
Of course he did—wasn’t that obvious?

Su Che rushed to the site and dug underground. Wow, it was comparable to the underground spiritual vein of Taiyi Gate. If he could bring it into the Immortal Prison, the problem of extreme lack of spiritual energy in the first layer of the Immortal Prison would be solved. With the current area of tens of thousands of square miles in the first layer of the Immortal Prison and all the creatures inside, absorbing it over hundreds of thousands of years would definitely be sufficient. After all, the underground spiritual vein of Taiyi Gate continuously supplied the cultivation needs of hundreds of thousands of cultivators, and despite the sect’s existence spanning over 20,000 years, its amount hadn’t diminished much. “A spiritual vein like this must be taken away!” Su Che was extremely excited, but at the same time, he was a bit worried. “A liquid-state spiritual vein isn’t like those mineral veins that can be dug out entirely and divided into pieces to be stored in the Immortal Prison. Relying solely on one’s own absorption ability, even if it took decades underground to absorb it, it would be impossible to drain it completely!” This was because the underground spiritual vein was like a whole entity. If Su Che used the Immortal Prison’s absorption ability to draw out the spiritual liquid, it would be like cutting flesh from a giant snake—there would be great resistance, and the extraction speed would be extremely slow. No matter how good the spiritual vein was, he couldn’t waste decades on it. What should he do? “Freeze it!” Tianyin came up with an idea for Su Che. “Freeze this spiritual vein into ice, then it can be dug out completely and cut into pieces to be stored in your magic artifact space.” “Freeze the entire spiritual vein?” Su Che was stunned and asked, “The spiritual liquid isn’t water. It requires extremely powerful ice-based spells to freeze it, and given its huge volume, who could possess such powers?” Su Che knew that Tianyin had a Water-type Heavenly Spirit Root and could cast freezing spells or techniques, but she was only at the mid-Jindan stage. Even those at the late Yuan Ying stage might not be able to do this. “Huang Li, the third elder of the Wu Huang Tribe, can do it,” Tianyin said with a smile. “Is that so? That’s great!” Su Che said in delight. The Wu tribe wasn’t just a bunch of brutes who knew how to punch people; they could also master many kinds of primordial powers. For example, the Twelve Ancestral Wu—although they didn’t belong to the Five Elements—could control the most primitive and purest primordial forces in the world. Gonggong, the Ancestral Wu of Water, was known as the Water God and could control all waters in the world; Zhurong, the Ancestral Wu of Fire, was known as the Fire God and could control all flames. Hou Tu, the Ancestral Wu of Earth; Tian Wu, the Ancestral Wu of Wind; Qiang Liang, the Ancestral Wu of Thunder; Gou Mang, the Ancestral Wu of Wood; and even Zhu Jiu Yin, who controlled time, and Di Jiang, who controlled space…

Therefore, Su Che wasn’t surprised at all to hear that an elder of the Wu Huang Tribe could control the power of freezing to some extent. So, Tian Yin flew back to the Wu Huang Tribe’s base camp, summoned Elder Huang Li, and asked for his help. “It’s a trivial matter; there’s no need for you to be polite,” said Elder Huang Li. As he spoke, he transformed rapidly, soaring upward with a whoosh, and in the blink of an eye became a terrifying giant three thousand zhang tall. The degree of transformation among the Wu tribe members reflected their strength—ordinary warriors could transform into giants a thousand zhang tall, elders into ones two to three thousand zhang tall, great witches into five thousand zhang tall, witch gods into seven to eight thousand zhang tall, and ancestral witches into giants ten thousand zhang tall. Unfortunately, the twelve ancestral witches had been abandoned by the Heavenly Dao; it was said they had all perished or transformed into other forms of life, and their original bodies no longer existed… At this moment, Elder Huang Li crouched down, pressing his massive palms against the ground, ready to unleash his primordial power. Su Che and Tian Yin, those two tiny ants, didn’t dare stay on the ground and had already flown thousands of zhang high to stay far away. Whoosh… The primordial power of freezing poured out from Elder Huang Li’s palms, allowing Su Che to truly witness the spectacular sight of a thousand li frozen over. The “frozen thousand li” spell used by cultivators was merely a metaphor; even advanced cultivators in the late Yuan Ying stage could only freeze an area of no more than fifty li when using this technique. Yet, Elder Huang Li’s freezing power could actually cover a thousand li, and under his precise control, the frozen area formed a straight line, following the path of the underground spiritual veins without affecting innocent creatures in other areas. Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom… After freezing the area, Elder Huang Li, standing three thousand zhang tall, took large steps forward along the path of the underground spiritual veins. With each step, the entire Wu Huang Planet seemed to tremble. Su Che could see that the shock force generated with each step was not only powerful but also exquisitely controlled, allowing him to separate the frozen underground spiritual veins from the soil layers, making it easier to dig them out entirely from the ground. Each step Elder Huang Li took covered more than a thousand zhang, and he could cover nearly a thousand li in the blink of an eye. Then, he crouched down again and slammed his palms on the ground with a loud noise. Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom…

The thousands of miles they had just traveled were marked by continuous explosions along this long stretch. The soil burst outward from deep within the ground, creating a long gully that exposed the glittering ice crystal spirit vein. From above, it resembled a slender ice river buried deep underground, fully revealed before Su Che’s eyes.

“Up!”

Elder Huang Li gave a low shout. With his incredible and extraordinary power, he pulled the entire spirit vein out of the ground, as if it were a crystal-long whip held in the hands of a giant.

Snap, snap, snap…

With another casual shake from Elder Huang Li, the ice crystal spirit vein shattered into countless ice pieces that scattered across the ground. Each piece was precisely a hundred feet in size—over 1,600 in total—making it easy for Su Che to collect them one by one.

“This is simply…”

Su Che was stunned, utterly shocked, not knowing how to describe it. Only now did he truly understand what Tian Yin had said: there was no force in the realm of cultivation that could kill them. The power they possessed was already at the pinnacle of this realm. Besides themselves, who else could kill these Witch Clan warriors?

“I am already at the later stage of the Golden Core cultivation level and possess a miraculous artifact like the Immortal Prison. Yet something that would take me decades to accomplish, this Elder Huang Li can do effortlessly with just a few moves—it seems even simpler than sweeping the floor or washing dishes at home.”

At this moment, filled with amazement, Su Che felt an intense desire to master even greater and stronger powers. Only by witnessing someone else’s strength can one truly realize one’s own weakness…

“I’ll go back first. If anything else arises, just give orders on behalf of your father.”

Elder Huang Li chuckled and waved goodbye. In an instant, he reverted to his normal height of twenty feet and flew away into the distance. The Witch Clan’s method of flight was also as fast as lightning, extremely swift. Legend has it that the Ancestral Witch Di Jiang, who controls spatial power, can fly millions of miles in an instant.

“Stunned?”

Tian Yin turned her head and looked at Su Che, who seemed dazed, asking with a smile.

“Not only stunned, but also dumbfounded!” Su Che nodded. “But I also know that your past life was that of a great witch—definitely much more powerful than him.”

“I control the primal power of sound,” Tian Yin said softly, nodding meaningfully. “By becoming a Witch Clan member, one can control various primal powers in the world. It’s no less powerful than the great arts of immortals.”

“Yes,” Su Che admitted calmly. “I’ve already seen that.”

A single touch was enough; Tianyin wouldn’t say much more. Instead, he looked down at the scattered crystal ice blocks on the ground: “Elder Huang Li’s freezing power can keep these spirit-ice blocks from melting for months, so you can collect them at your leisure.”
Su Che remained calm, not in the slightest hurry. Yet, it took him just over an hour to collect a giant ice block measuring a hundred zhang in size, and soon he had brought the entire spirit vein into the Immortal Prison.
“Wahahaha! An entire spirit vein! This is amazing! Absolutely incredible! Hahahahaha…”
On the first floor of the Immortal Prison, Lao He buried the spirit-ice blocks underground for storage, his wild laughter echoing everywhere. Su Che was even worried that he might laugh off his fangs.