394: Chapter 381 The Mining Boss's Provocation

It was like inserting something into a piece of tender tofu. There was absolutely no resistance.

The one-armed old man nearby nearly had his eyeballs pop out, his mouth gaping wide enough to fit an egg.

"This... how is this possible?!"

Lin Feng ignored the old man's shock and gave it a forceful pull with both hands.

"Snap!"

A large chunk of rock, the size of a washbasin, was forcefully broken off. Embedded in the center of this rock was a thumb-sized crystal emitting a mesmerizing purple glow.

This was the Cultivation resource that countless people dreamed of—Grandmist Purple Crystal!

Outside, this small piece of Purple Crystal would be enough to make Cultivators at the Divine Being stage fight tooth and nail, and could even be traded for a decent Magic Treasure or several decades of lifespan.

But in Lin Feng's eyes, this was just a piece of... hard fruit candy emitting an alluring aroma?

"Gulp."

Lin Feng swallowed hard. It was a craving stemming from the instinct of life. Every one of his cells was cheering: Eat it! Eat it!

Thus, under the terrified gaze of the old man and several miners nearby who were peeking over, Lin Feng picked up the priceless Grandmist Purple Crystal and casually wiped off the dust on his clothes.

Then, he opened his mouth.

"Nom—"

"Crunch!"

A crisp, melodious chewing sound echoed through the quiet mining pit.

Lin Feng chewed it up as if it were rock candy, breaking the incredibly hard Purple Crystal—which could even shatter Divine Artifacts—into pieces in just a few bites.

"Hmm... tastes pretty good!"

Lin Feng's eyes brightened. "It's a bit like mint-flavored popping candy; it even pops in your mouth! And it has a slightly spicy kick, really intense!"

As the Purple Crystal went down, Lin Feng felt a pure and massive heat flow slide down his throat into his stomach, then instantly be broken down and absorbed by his Great Dao Saint Physique, spreading throughout his entire body.

In that instant, he felt his strength increase by a tiny bit. Although it was only a tiny bit, this was pure Physical Body strength! This was more effective than eating any Spirit Pill!

"Refreshing!" Lin Feng shuddered, still wanting more.

"You... you..."

The one-armed old man nearby was so scared he sat down on the ground with a thud, his finger pointing at Lin Feng trembling as if he had seen a ghost. "You ate... it?! That's a Purple Crystal! That's a rock! Your teeth... your stomach..."

"Yeah, it's quite tasty, very nourishing." Lin Feng looked innocent. "Sir, do you want one? You look a bit calcium deficient."

The surrounding miners all stopped their work, each looking at Lin Feng as if he were a monster.

This was a Grandmist Purple Crystal!

That was meant for absorbing to Cultivate, not for eating as a snack! Furthermore, the hardness of this thing was comparable to a Divine Artifact; wouldn't eating it shred your intestines and stomach? Even a Divine Beast wouldn't dare to eat it raw like that!

But that wasn't the most terrifying part.

The most terrifying part was that after Lin Feng finished one piece, he didn't feel satisfied.

He reached his hand into the rock wall again, as if selecting dishes at a buffet, digging here and there.

"This piece is too small... this one's color isn't right, probably not sweet... oh, this one is big! This one must be juicy!"

"Snap!"

Another fist-sized, top-grade Purple Crystal was dug out by him, followed by the familiar "crunch" sound.

In just ten minutes, Lin Feng had eaten and taken over a dozen Purple Crystals, enjoying himself immensely, with rock debris covering the ground at his feet.

The miners nearby were already completely dumbfounded.

They worked themselves to the bone here, and might not even be able to dig up one piece in several days. This kid, on the other hand—was he treating the mine like a cafeteria?!

"Monster... this is a monster..."

Someone muttered to themselves, trembling in fear.

Lin Feng let out a burp and patted his stomach.

"Seventy percent full. Looks like I don't have to worry about going hungry in the future. This place is actually quite nice; the whole mountain is full of food."

Just then, a noisy and arrogant sound of footsteps came from the distance.

"Who? Who is slacking off here?!"

"Hand over all the Purple Crystals you've dug up to me!"

The crowd quickly parted, lowering their heads in fear, with some even kneeling directly on the ground.

The miners knew that the bully had arrived.

Mining Pit No. 9 · Death Row Area.

The person who arrived was a burly man over 2.2 meters tall.

He was shirtless, revealing bronze-colored muscles as hard as rock, his body covered in various ferocious scars—medals left from countless life-and-death battles. Most striking was the blood-red scorpion tattooed on his bald head, its tail extending all the way to his neck.

This person was named "Blood Scorpion," the boss of the Death Row Area and the true mining boss.

His strength had already reached the Early Stage of "Divine General" (equivalent to the Heavenly Dao Saint level of the Primordial Era). Even while wearing anti-spirit shackles, in this mining pit devoid of spiritual energy, he still reigned supreme by relying on his formidable Physical Body and brutal methods. Even regular foremen didn't dare to provoke him easily.

Usually, new miners had to hand over all the Purple Crystals they dug up in the first three days to him as "protection money," which was what they called "paying tribute to the boss." Otherwise, they would have their hands and feet broken, or even be thrown into abandoned mine shafts to wait for death.

Blood Scorpion walked over swaggeringly, accompanied by four fierce-looking underlings.

He had originally intended to see if there were any new fat sheep today, but from afar, he saw a group of people gathered there, dazed. Not only were they not working, he could faintly hear the sound of chewing.

"Do you all not want to live anymore, damn it?! What are you looking at! Dig!"

Blood Scorpion let out a roar, his voice like a great bell, shaking the rock debris above so it fell in a rustle.

The surrounding miners shuddered in fear and quickly scattered, revealing Lin Feng, who was sitting on a rock.

At this moment, Lin Feng was holding half of an unfinished Grandmist Purple Crystal in his hand, his cheeks bulging, still chewing incessantly, like a squirrel stealing pine nuts.

Seeing this scene, Blood Scorpion was stunned.

His underlings behind him were also stunned.

"Boss... this kid... is eating Ore?" An underling rubbed his eyes, thinking he was seeing things. "Am I seeing things? That's a Purple Crystal, right?"

Blood Scorpion was, after all, a man of experience, and he quickly reacted.

This kid was either crazy or belonged to some special race with particularly strong teeth.

But regardless of what he was, the piece of Purple Crystal in this kid's hand was of excellent quality! Crystal clear, at least Medium Grade! And there were many more Purple Crystal fragments on the ground!

Greed instantly overcame surprise.

"Kid!" Blood Scorpion strode forward, looking down at Lin Feng from above, his eyes revealing fierce light like a wolf staring at its prey. "Are you the new 9527?"

Lin Feng swallowed the Purple Crystal in his mouth and slowly took out a tissue (which he had conjured up casually) from his pocket to wipe his mouth.

"That's me. Something up?"

This careless attitude, completely disregarding him, instantly infuriated Blood Scorpion.

In the Death Row Area, no one had ever dared to talk to him like that! Even the foreman Wang Meng had to give him some Face when they met!