章 1919: A Thousand Years Have Passed

"W-What do you want?"

The burly man panicked when he was suppressed by Su Zimo.

The mine was dark all year round and Earth Immortal experts outside would not come down here.

Therefore, a community of its own was formed beneath the mine.

If Su Zimo were to kill him and replace him, no one would care about this matter.

"If you behave yourself, I'll spare your life,"

Su Zimo said coldly, "I don't have many requests. Help me settle the 5,000 Essence Spirit Stones that I have to submit every year."

Su Zimo came to the mine to cultivate.

If he killed this burly man, he would not have the energy to manage the hundred-odd people in the mine below. Instead, it would cause trouble.

The burly man heaved a sigh of relief and his expression softened.

It was just an additional 5,000 Essence Spirit Stones a year—it was extremely simple.