Chapter 9 Identification

The fat monk sitting behind the table took out a palm-sized jade slip from his storage bag, looked up at Lu Ye, and said, "Name, origin, and cultivation level?"

Lu Ye answered one by one.

The fat monk pondered: "Lu Ye of Xuantian Sect... Well, I found him, there is such a person!"

Lu Ye then realized that the jade slip in the fat monk's hand should record some information about the mine, including the origin and identity of the miners. After checking in this way, it can be ensured that no remnants of the Evil Moon Valley have mixed in.

"But... it's not right!" The fat monk narrowed his eyes slightly, "The jade disc records that Lu Ye is just a mortal who has not opened his mind, but you have opened one, which is inconsistent with the information. This is a bit difficult."

As he spoke, he kept looking at the storage bag on Lu Ye's waist.

Lu Ye smiled in his heart. His previous worries were indeed correct. A miner carrying a storage bag could easily cause some unnecessary covetousness.

If he had followed his previous plan, it wouldn't matter if he offered the storage bag. It would be a good thing to spend money to avoid disaster. Anyway, he is now free. He can fly freely in the future. Why should he be afraid of not finding something better?

But with the casual words of Mr. Tang before, Lu Ye didn't have to be afraid of anything. The old man's good intentions couldn't be let down.

Facing the fat monk's doubts, Lu Ye said: "I met an injured monk from the Evil Moon Valley in the mine tunnel. I killed him and opened my spiritual orifice between life and death."

The fat monk raised his eyebrows when he heard this. If what Lu Ye said was true, it would be a bit extraordinary. A tiger is still a tiger. Even if it is injured, it is not something that a goat can provoke, let alone kill.

He understood where the storage bag on Lu Ye's waist came from...

At this time, the young monk who led Lu Ye came over and leaned over to say something in the fat monk's ear. The fat monk looked surprised: "Which old Tang?"

The young monk didn't say anything, just looked at him.

The fat monk responded, coughed lightly, and looked at Lu Ye with a much kinder expression: "So that's how it is, you are quite courageous! Well, although your identity is basically confirmed, the procedures must still be followed, just follow me."

After saying this, he stood up.

"Brother Pang, I'll be busy first." The young monk clasped his fists.

"Go ahead." Brother Pang waved his hand.

Following the fat monk, Lu Ye walked towards the direction where many miners gathered.

When he got closer, the fat monk pinched his waist with both hands, took a few breaths, and then said: "Are there any people from Xuantian Sect? Stand out so I can see."

No one answered.

Lu Ye looked around, but did not see the faces of the disciples of Xuantian Sect.

After all, Xuantian Sect is a small sect, and there are not many disciples in the sect. Many people died when it was captured by Xieyue Valley a year ago, and only more than 20 young people are still alive.

Over the past year, many people have died, but in Lu Ye's memory, there should be three or five people alive.

But at this moment, the figures of the three or five people were not seen, and they must have met with an accident.

He couldn't help feeling a little sad. Although he didn't feel a sense of belonging to Xuantian Sect, he was the only one left in the sect, which made him feel the cruelty of this world.

The fat monk asked again: "Does anyone know him?"

Still no one answered. Lu Ye was not very popular among the miners. Everyone was pale and thin, struggling to survive every day, but Lu Ye lived a very comfortable life, and had a rich contribution to exchange for Qi and Blood Pills. As a result, other miners naturally didn't have a good impression of him.

The same unfortunate experience did not make people share the same hatred of the enemy, but it was more likely to breed estrangement and rejection.

Lu Ye saw the Liu brothers in the crowd. These two guys didn't die, and they were lucky, but the Liu brothers didn't mean to stand up to prove Lu Ye's identity, but just looked at him with gloating.

The fat monk couldn't help but look at Lu Ye, and he doubted whether this guy was Lu Ye of Xuantian Sect. Since he was a miner, there should be someone who could prove his identity.

Many people had checked in this way before, pointing at each other and confirming their identities.

"I know him, he is Lu Ye from Xuantian Sect." Just when the fat monk was suspicious, a weak voice came out.

"Who is talking?" The fat monk turned his eyes back and looked at the source of the voice.

The crowd parted on their own initiative, revealing the person who was talking.

Seeing the man's face clearly, Lu Ye was a little surprised, because he had only met this person once and hadn't seen him for a long time.

The person who spoke was a woman. Compared with the dusty miners around her, her clothes were not bright, but at least they were neat and clean.

The fat monk looked at the woman and asked in a deep voice: "Are you sure he is Lu Ye from Xuantian Sect? Think it over before you speak. There will be no good consequences if you lie to me."

The woman shrank her neck, but still said firmly: "I can be sure."

The fat monk nodded and waved to Lu Ye: "Okay, your identity is innocent, stay over there, don't run around." After that, he winked at Lu Ye: "There will be an opportunity waiting for you tomorrow."

After that, he turned around and left.

After he left, the depressing atmosphere was relieved. It can be seen that these slaves living at the bottom are still very afraid of the fat monk.

Lu Ye thought about it, walked towards the woman who had just spoken, and said when he got close: "Miss, thank you for your righteous words."

The woman shook her head: "No, you saved me, and I didn't have time to thank you at that time."

She was talking about something that happened nearly half a year ago. At that time, Lu Ye encountered this woman deep in the mine tunnel. She was being chased by another miner. Lu Ye couldn't stand it, so he taught the miner a lesson.

But since that time, he has never seen this woman again.

Lu Ye smiled: "Then we are even?"

The woman also smiled, and her gloomy face regained some vitality: "We are even."

"Let me meet you again, Lu Ye of Xuantian Sect!"

The woman bowed gracefully, showing the demeanor of a lady from a noble family: "Yu Xiaodie of the Yu family."

Lu Ye asked curiously: "Miss Yu, do you know why we are gathered here? What is the opportunity that the fat man just mentioned?"

Yu Xiaodie stretched out her hand to hold the hair beside her ear and explained: "All of us have clear origins and clean identities. Basically, we have not opened our minds. Even if we have opened our minds, our cultivation is very low. Xieyue Valley does not regard us as human beings, and will not train us, but there must be some of us who are suitable for cultivation. Haotian League has taken over this place, so naturally we have to settle it down. Some of them are suitable for cultivation and have the qualifications for cultivation. They will be taken away by the sect of Haotian League."

"Is this the opportunity that the fat man said?" Lu Ye suddenly realized.