29 Chapter 29: Meng Guan's Letter

In the time that followed, the two gradually drank and exchanged their cups, putting everything behind them and focusing solely on enjoying their food and drink.

This time, Lin Cong had successfully broken through to the Qi-refining mid stage and was warned by He Song to avoid a life-threatening crisis. Therefore, he was in an excellent mood and did not hesitate to spend spirit stones while drinking.

And precisely because of this.

After drinking cup after cup of spirit alcohol, he soon passed out completely drunk.

On the other hand, He Song did not drink much.

Although inside the Immortal Pavilion, He Song was always vigilant in his heart.

At the time when his own cultivation was at the lowest level in the Cultivation World, He Song did not want to make mistakes by getting drunk.

This time, he was only slightly tipsy, nowhere near drunk.

Fortunately, Lin Cong had already settled the bill beforehand. Seeing him unconscious, He Song naturally helped him back home.

He took Lin Cong back to his own home.

Then He Song went back to his own house.

As neighbors, He Song managed to save some time.

...

Time goes by.

Years pass.

Half a month later, in the morning, He Song received a sound-transmitting paper crane.

The writing on the paper crane was from Meng Guan.

"Mr. He, I have been in the Red Spirit Gold Mine for a month, and today I got my hands on thirty-five spirit stones. I should be celebrating, but unfortunately, there are restrictions on entering and exiting the Red Spirit Gold Mine, so I can't leave. I can only deliver the good news to my friend through the Sound Transmission Skill."

"Thanks to Wei's fortune, there were not many people when Meng arrived at the mine. The mine manager learned that I was a cultivator from the Immortal Pavilion and let me command a team of loose cultivators to supervise their mining. As a result, my monthly salary has increased by five spirit stones."

"Counting the days, today is usually the time when the three of us gather, but unfortunately, I cannot come back. I hope my friend won't blame me."

"When I can leave, I will apologize in person and drink three cups as a punishment."

"Meng Guan."

After scanning the lines of text on the paper, He Song was silent for a long time.

Eventually, he carefully folded the paper and stored it securely in his quiet room.

He left his house.

He Song walked towards the spirit field he managed while exhaling a sigh of relief.

"Leading a team of loose cultivators means that Meng Guan is not at the lowest level in the Red Spirit Gold Mine. At the very least, he's a small manager."

"In this way, his safety increases, and the chances of him dying in the mine become smaller."

Thinking this way in his heart, He Song no longer lamented Meng Guan's journey to the Red Spirit Gold Mine.

People have their own destiny.

Just like Meng Guan.

Originally, he only wanted to mine for spirit stones.

But unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the mine, he was promoted to a small commander.

In this way, the danger in the mine, which was originally full of malice towards miners, was directly avoided by him.

There might be other dangers in the mine, but as a small commander, he would naturally have more chances to save his life than ordinary miners.

Moreover, Meng Guan's cultivation was at the sixth-tier Qi Refining, and he had all kinds of spirit amulets and magical treasures. This greatly increased his survival rate.

In this case, Meng Guan's trip to the Red Spirit Gold Mine could not be considered a life-or-death situation anymore.

It was indeed dangerous.

But his chances of survival had also increased a lot.

With various thoughts flashing through his mind, He Song quickly arrived at the spirit field and started casting the Spirit Rain Skill.

After half an hour, the Spirit Rain Skill was finished.

He Song turned and immediately went to the Spirit Construction Pavilion.

Today was the time for their monthly gathering.

Although Meng Guan was no longer there, turning the original gathering of three people into a gathering of two, He Song still wanted to carry on the tradition that had lasted for several years.

Spirit Construction Pavilion.

When He Song arrived, he found that Wei Fan had been waiting for a long time.

At this moment, Wei Fan was holding a piece of paper in his hands, his eyes on the paper, his expression uncertain whether he was happy or worried.

"Wei, did you also receive a Sound Transmission Skill message from Lao Meng?" He Song casually asked as he sat down next to Wei Fan.

Meng Guan could send a Sound Transmission Skill to him.

Of course, he would not forget about Wei Fan.

Asking this question, He Song was knowingly playing dumb.

"Hmm, Lao Meng said I helped him a lot, and when he comes back, he wants to invite me to drink in the red light district." Upon hearing this, Wei Fan put down the paper in his hand and spoke with a hint of a smile on his face.

In the small circle of three friends.

Meng Guan seemed to be old, but he had a more unrestrained character. He was the one who joked the most. Hearing Wei Fan say this, He Song was not surprised.

However, thinking that Meng Guan still had the mood to joke, it meant that his situation was still good.

He Song felt more at ease in his heart.

As for the matter of drinking at the red light district, it was just a joke and should not be taken seriously.

But if Meng Guan really came back, he would indeed want to thank Wei Fan a lot.

"Come on, as long as he can return safely. But have you heard any other news related to the Red Spirit Gold Mine recently?" Shaking his head, He Song didn't pay too much attention to this matter, instead asking about news from the mining area.

Wei Fan, with a cultivation in the Qi-refining late stage, could get much more information in the Bamboo Mountain Immortal Pavilion than He Song.

A Qi-refining late-stage cultivator was among the top tier of the pyramid in the Bamboo Mountain Immortal Pavilion.

Above them, there were only a few cultivators stuck at the ninth-tier Qi Refining and that single Foundation Establishment Stage Master.

"No news, but I always feel that this vein is not as simple as we originally thought." Wei Fan, with a thoughtful expression on his face, took a sip from his teacup.

"Normally, a vein with only tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of spirit stones should not require several Foundation Establishment Stage Masters to guard it."

"It might contain some hidden information we don't know. I'll pay more attention to it lately. If something really happens, I'll inform you as soon as possible." In the end, Wei Fan didn't forget to give He Song a reassurance.

His intuition told him that there must be something fishy about where the vein was located.

But without specific information, he didn't dare to confirm anything.

However, if something did happen, he would definitely inform He Song as soon as possible.

As for whether something would happen or not.

He wasn't sure.

On the side, He Song glanced at Wei Fan and asked,

"Several Foundation Establishment Stage Masters guarding the mine?"

These words flashed through his mind, and He Song's heart immediately became alert.

He had also heard such news before.

It was said that in the vein where the Red Spirit Gold Mine was located, there were several Foundation Establishment Stage Masters guarding it.

But at first, he didn't care about it, thinking it was fake news.

Foundation Establishment Stage Masters were not cabbage that could be deployed everywhere.

Even though the Thick Earth Sect was a Golden Elixir Great Sect, there weren't many Foundation Establishment Stage Masters in the sect, so they couldn't be sent out randomly.

However, when Wei Fan confirmed the news, He Song's heart instantly sounded the alarm.

Thinking of how close the Red Spirit Gold Mine was to him, He Song felt shivers down his spine, his whole body cold, and his hair standing on end.

If something really happened in the mining area of the Red Spirit Gold Mine, his Bamboo Mountain Immortal Pavilion might soon be affected.

At that time...