Just as rice can nurture a hundred different kinds of people, there were all sorts of miners. Some, like the Liu brothers, were lazy and good-for-nothing. Others, like Lu Ye, had dreams in their hearts.,"Eh!" The cultivator who made the strike was a little surprised. Although he hadn't used his full strength just now, he had only casually swatted out with his palm, but it shouldn't have been something a miner slave could withstand.,Though he admired Lu Ye, there were no special perks for him. As long as he hadn't opened his spiritual root, the chasm between ordinary people like Lu Ye and cultivators remained unbridgeable.。