Time Travel: Did My Sister-in-Law Get Slapped in the Face Today?

The spirit mines in the Sinful State are occupied by various powerful forces, and mining them is extremely arduous. Therefore, they all offer generous conditions to attract cultivators from lower levels.

Many familiar major powers are present, including the Li family and the Sun Moon Cult.

Li Lan was wandering around when suddenly an old man blocked his path and laughed:

"Young friend, please wait!"

Li Lan glanced at him; the old man was dressed in an old Taoist robe, exuding an air of otherworldly refinement. He also held a sign in his hand with the words:

"Divine divination, able to foretell human fortune and misfortune!"

"What do you mean, fellow Daoist?"

Li Lan asked a question.

"I am the 33rd generation successor of the Heavenly Mystery Sect, True Man Duantian. I observe that you have a rosy complexion and extremely vigorous vital energy. You will surely have a great harvest on your trip to Sin Prefecture!"

The old Taoist priest said, "However, young friend, you lack a treasure to protect yourself. Once you enter the wasteland mines, you will likely face a calamity!"

"My master taught me the Heavenly Mystery Sect, which only concerns fate and karma. Seeing that you, fellow Daoist, have a great destiny, I have a section of immortal bone here. If you can hold it, you will surely be spared from disaster!"

As he spoke, he took out a piece of grayish-white bone and waved it in front of Li Lan. A wisp of immortal energy flashed across the grayish-white bone.

Li Lan was taken aback, because the bone the old man was holding was indeed extraordinary.

These must truly be the remains of an immortal with extraordinary cultivation.

"How about it, young friend? I wish to invest in you and share in your fortune. I will give you this bone, but if you gain anything in this wasteland, you must give me one-third of it. What do you say?"

The old Taoist priest patiently guided him.

Li Lan agreed, saying, "Okay, thank you then."

The old Taoist priest nodded with delight, took out the immortal bone and was about to hand it to Li Lan, but suddenly hesitated and said:

“Young friend, you are a person of great fortune, but this matter involves cause and effect. Please give me some worldly items as collateral. After you fulfill your promise to me, I will return them to you.”

Li Lan wanted to laugh to herself. The tricks of the swindlers in this world were indeed far inferior to those of the professionals in modern society.

The scheme is simple: when others see the immortal bones, they will be bewitched and, tempted, will surely hand over their possessions as collateral.

But actually, that's when they fell into the trap.

Because the broken bones the old Taoist priest gave were worthless!

Li Lan has a whole bunch of these immortal bones in his pocket, and they're all of much higher grade than his!

"Never mind, I can't accept your gift, sir."

After saying that, Li Lan turned and left without lingering.

"Hey hey..."

The old Taoist priest was very puzzled.

Behind him, a young Taoist disciple exclaimed, "Master, how did the duck that was almost in our hands fly away..."

"Don't panic, my disciple. This duck's wings are too strong. Let it fly away. There's no fear that the next one won't be tempted!"

The old Taoist priest didn't interfere much, muttering, "After we finish this job, let's go check out the Zhu family. They seem to have made a big haul lately..."

……

Li Lan didn't linger; he quickly left and entered the wilderness.

Not long after they went deeper, a group of cultivators hurriedly fled from the front.

"Run away!"

"Please let us go! We don't want Yuefeng anymore, we want to leave!"

"This mine is haunted!"

These were miners fleeing from danger, pursued by powerful forces. They were quickly surrounded, many were killed, and the others were forced to return.

Li Lan, hidden in the shadows, witnessed this scene and felt a heavy weight in her heart.

The situation in the state of Sin is chaotic.

The major powers divide up the spoils, and everyone else here is truly like an ant.

Some independent cultivators were even forcibly conscripted.

How did the descendants of the Venerable One and all the saints survive in such a place?

He could only be thankful that he could still find his way by relying on the remains and the connections with his descendants, which proved that the descendants of the saints had not all died out.

Near the Wanyuan Mountain Range are huge mines, each bearing a large flag indicating its affiliation.

Li Lan bypassed them all.

"just in front!"

Finally, on the third day, Li Lan crossed a gentle hill and saw a village built of stones in the distance.

"Hmm? The connection has gone astray?"

As Li Lan approached the village, his spell suddenly felt a strong pull. He was surprised for a moment, then followed the guiding image.