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.,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.,Only those who have opened their spiritual awareness are qualified to practice cultivation and be called cultivators.。