Under the horrified gaze of both, Lu Ye raised his hand and threw the ore in his hand. It hit one of them squarely on the bridge of his nose. The man let out a yell and fell backwards to the ground, blood streaming down his face.,A cultivator's spiritual energy is a truly magical force. Lu Ye had once seen a cultivator from the Evil Moon Valley make a move. Although it wasn't particularly imposing, that person simply slapped a palm lightly, shattering a piece of ore. It was this miraculous sight that made Lu Ye resolute in his determination to open his own spiritual acupoints and become a cultivator.,Yang the foreman is very optimistic about Lu Ye, after all, it's rare to see a miner as hardworking and enduring hardship like him.。