Thousand miles of dust

He was an orphan with mediocre aptitude and a humble background.
Through perseverance and an unwillingness to settle for mediocrity, he practiced cultivation desperately.
By a stroke of luck, he awakened the Ancient Martial Soul, long extinct in this world, and from that moment on, his rise was unstoppable, like a comet soaring high, embarking on a cultivation journey to dominate the world.
Starting as a beggar who was bullied by others, he began to shine with each step, entering into an era of chaos where Sects are numerous, talents abound, the Ten Thousand Clans vie for power, and human heroes emerge one after another in a vast and magnificent world.
With the Tyrant Sky Martial Spirit, he vowed to forge his own myth!

Sky Ruler Martial Spirit

Although the tasks assigned to the other new Outer Disciples were not as good as those few people's, they still weren't bad.


At the very least, their tasks were relatively normal; there was no intention to make things unnecessarily difficult, neither in terms of labor intensity nor complexity.


However, when it came to Ling Xiao, the situation suddenly changed.


Li Anle, with a scornful expression, glanced at Ling Xiao and then said, "Ling Xiao, your job is as a miner, responsible for helping the Equipment Hall gather iron ore. Every day you must complete at least ten thousand catties. Do you understand?"


Those familiar with the Moon Hua Sect's iron mines knew that even the ordinary miners hired by the Outer Sect only had a daily quota of one thousand catties, yet Ling Xiao was given a quota of ten thousand catties, which was even more than what was given to Wu Xiang.


Chapter 261 The Might of Killing_1