The Great Sage of Humanity
Chapter 9, Identification

...The fat cultivator sitting behind the table took out a palm-sized jade slip from his Storage Bag. Then, he looked back at Lu Ye and asked, “Name, origin, and cultivation.”...

Lu Ye answered the questions one by one.

The fat cultivator muttered softly, “Lu Ye from the Mystic Sky Sect. There must be someone by that name!

Only then did Lu Ye realize that the jade slip in the hands of the fat planter might contain some sort of information from the mine, including the origin and identity of the miner slaves. An examination like this could ensure that no remnant of the Evil Moon Valley slipped into between these people.

“But... This is not true!” The fat cultivator narrowed his eyes. “Noticed in the jade slip that Lu Ye was an ordinary human yet to be enlightened. However, you have unlocked your first Spiritual Points. This doesn't fit the record. It will be difficult.” As he spoke, he continued to glance at the Storage Bag hanging on Lu Ye's waist.

Lu Ye secretly laughed to himself. [I was really worried at the time. It was very easy for the mining slaves carrying Storage Bags to attract unnecessary attention and greed.]

According to his initial plan, he would hand over this Storage Bag without much fuss. He'll just buy his way out of trouble. Besides, he's free now. Its future prospects are as vast as the ocean. Why was he afraid of not being able to find something better?

But, there was nothing to be afraid of after the casual remark Elder Tang had said earlier. More importantly, he couldn't waste the old man's kindness. Facing the fat farmer's doubts face to face, he explained, “I met a Bad Moon Valley farmer who was injured in the mine and killed him. I opened my Spiritual Points at that moment of life and death.”

The fat cultivator frowned hearing those words. If what Lu Ye said was true, then it was an incredible feat. Tigers are tigers, wounded or not. It was not something that a mountain goat could provoke, let alone kill. Nevertheless, he began to understand where that Storage Bag hanging on Lu Ye's waist came from…

At this moment, the young cultivator who brought Lu Ye to this place bowed and whispered something in the fat cultivator's ears. The fat cultivator was shocked. "Which elder Tang?"

The young cultivator said nothing and simply stared at the fat cultivator in silence.

The fat cultivator regained his senses and coughed lightly. When he glanced at Lu Ye again, his expression became much better than before. "So so. You are a really brave man! Yes, well.Your identity has more or less been confirmed, but the procedure remains to be followed. Come with me." While saying that, he stood up.

“Senior Brother Pang, I'll be back now.” The young cultivator cupped his fists.

"Continue. Continue." The fat cultivator waved his hand indifferently.

Following behind the fat cultivator, Lu Ye walked towards the place where many mining slaves gathered.

As they got closer, the fat cultivator put his hand on his waist and panted before speaking. “Is there anyone from Mystical Sky Sect here? Forward me!”

No one answered.

Lu Ye turned his gaze to the crowd and did not see any faces belonging to the disciples of the Mystical Sky Sect.

The Mystical Sky Sect was a small Sect that originally did not have many disciples. Many people died during the Evil Moon Valley attack one year ago. Only about 20 young people survived at the time. More people died during that year, but he clearly remembered that there should have been 3 or 5 more people alive. Seeing that none of those 3 or 5 people were in this place, it was easy to imagine what had happened to them.

He could not help feeling a little sad. Although he did not feel a sense of belonging to the Mystical Sky Sect, he could not help but realize how cruel the world was now because he was the last surviving member of his Sect.

The fat cultivator continued, “Then, does anyone know this person?”

Again, no one answered.

Lu Ye watched the brothers from the Liu Family Clan among the crowd. Both were lucky to survive until now. Of course, they had no intention of advancing to verify his identity. They just watch him and enjoy his suffering.

The fat cultivator involuntarily glanced towards Lu Ye. He began to doubt whether Lu Ye was a cultivator of the Mystical Sky Sect. As a mining slave, there must be someone who can prove his identity. Many people have been examined in the same way before. They have identified each other and verified each other's identities.

"I know him. He is Lu Ye of the Mystical Sky Sect.” As the fatty planter grew more suspicious, a faint voice sounded.

"Who is talking?" The fat cultivator shifted his gaze to look towards that voice.

The crowd split up to show the speaker. When Lu Ye saw that person's face, he felt a little surprised. It was because he had only met this person once before. Moreover, it had been a long time since the last time they met.

The one who spoke was a woman. Compared to the unkempt mining slaves around him, his clothes were not the most beautiful. Nevertheless, they are neat and clean.

The fat cultivator looked at the woman and asked in a low voice, “Are you sure he is Lu Ye from the Mystical Sky Sect? Think clearly before you speak. The consequences of lying to me are very bad.”

The woman retreated slightly but repeated it in a stern voice. "I'm sure."

The fat cultivator nodded and chased Lu Ye away. “Alright, your identity has been proven. Go there and wait. Don't run.” After saying that, he winked at Lu Ye. “There will be a great opportunity waiting for you tomorrow.”

The tense atmosphere finally subsided as he left. It is seen that the mining slaves living at the bottom of the food chain were quite afraid of the fat cultivators.

Lu Ye pondered something for a moment. Then, he walked towards the woman who had just spoken. As he got closer, he said, "Miss, thank you for your straight words."

The woman shook her head. "unneeded. You saved me once before. I didn't even have time to thank you back then.”

He was talking about something that happened almost half a year ago. Back then, he met this woman by chance. He was chased by other mining slaves. Unable to continue watching, he thought the mining slaves attacking him was a difficult lesson. It was just that he had never seen this woman again since that incident.

She smiles. “Then, are we balanced?”

The woman smiled too. His faint expression regained its vitality. "We're balanced."

“Let's get to know each other again. I am Lu Ye from the Mystic Sky Sect!”

The woman bowed politely, clearly showing the proper attitude of a woman. “I Yu Xiao Tiea of the Yu Family Clan.”

He asked curiously, “Miss Yu, do you know why we are gathered here? What chance did the fat guy just talk about?

Yu Xiao Tiea reached out his hand to tuck his hair behind his ear and explained, “Everyone here comes from a known background, and their identity has been proven. Most of them had yet to reach Enlightenment and even those who had reached Enlightenment had low cultivation levels. The Evil Moon Valley did not treat us as humans, so they did not bother training us. But, there must be some of us who are suitable for growing crops. Since the Grand Sky Coalition seized this place, it is only natural that they would want to house some of us. Those among us who are suitable for cultivating and have the talent to cultivate will be taken by the Sect under the Great Sky Coalition.”

“Is that an opportunity the fat guy talked about?” That realization suddenly resuscitated Lu Ye.