Thirty feet from the mine entrance, Lu Ye's gaze inadvertently swept over a corner to his left. There, a giant boulder lay across the path.,He had only taken a few steps when suddenly someone rushed out of the exit in a panicked state.,The cultivators of Xieyue Valley generally wouldn't care about the lives and deaths of the mine slaves. They also knew that fights were common among the mine slaves in the ore veins. Unless they happened to encounter them, they would basically ignore it.。