The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1703

After returning to the mining area of the Rudimentary Holy Land, Austin proceeded with more caution. 'The person who had such strong spiritual sense must be incredibly powerful. If I am not careful, someone will spot me, ' he thought to himself.

Suddenly, a narrow tent caught his attention. It was just a stone's throw away from him.

Using his spiritual sense, he saw a dozen miners who worked for the Rudimentary Holy Land. They looked tired and were sleeping soundly in the tent.

Mining was a backbreaking job which required workers to work for long hours. These miners would not waste a single minute. They would grab every chance they had to rest and sleep once they finished their work at the end of the day.

'Perhaps I can pose as a miner. That way, no one will pay attention to me.'

A brilliant idea popped in Austin's mind.

Since he was displaying his bodily movement skill, no one could see him. He headed towards the tent, and soon he could enter it with no one noticing him.

He drew closer to one miner who were sound asleep.

Wasting no time, Austin transported the sleeping man into his City model.

He then used the Appearance-transforming Clothes to pretend that he was the miner whom he had sent into his City model.

After which, he communicated with Violet who was training herself in the Slave Tower. With her help, he changed the aura of his spiritual soul.

Violet had improved a lot and was now more skillful in illusion than ever before.

The disciples of the Rudimentary Holy Land could not see through Austin's disguise.

The elders or stewards of the Rudimentary Holy Land might be able to recognize Austin's charade only if they paid extra attention to him.

Austin then lay there pretending to be asleep. An hour later, a dark-skinned, brawny man broke into the tent.

"Wake up, all of you! A bunch of low-born losers.

Have you forgotten why you are here? We did not hire you to sleep.

Get up and start working!" he yelled harshly.

He walked around the tent, kicking every miner he found asleep.

This man was the foreman. He was responsible for supervising the miners.

Terrified, all the men including Austin got up hurriedly and rushed out of the tent.

Moments later, over four thousand miners gathered in an open area. They were men with olive-brown skin.

With them were three elders. With their hands behind their back, they stood opposite the miners. They were elders from the Rudimentary Holy Land.

Behind them were several stewards and a few hundred principal disciples.

Austin looked around at the people from the Rudimentary Holy Land, as if trying to memorize their faces. Soon, he glimpsed a familiar figure. It was Will, and he was standing among the principal disciples.

'Will Fang!' Austin thought as he tried to focus his eyes.

Will was wearing blue clothes with an arrogant expression on his face. He was in front of the team made up of principal disciples.

'Looks like Will has a high status among the principal disciples, ' Austin thought. .

Austin tried not to stare too long at Will.

Elders and stewards of the Rudimentary Holy Land were present. If he stared too long at Will, he was afraid that they might notice something was wrong about him.

The foreman started counting the men. After he was done, he walked up to an elder of the Rudimentary Holy Land and told him that every miner was present. The elder nodded his head in acknowledgment. He then waved his hand as smoke started coming out of his sleeves. A palm-sized ship appeared. It grew in size and turned into a warship that floated in the air. It was instantly over two hundred meters long.

With a flip of his sleeve, the elder released a vital energy force and transported all the miners including Austin into the warship.

Together with the other elders, stewards and the principal disciples, he jumped into the ship and controlled it to move.

The warship flew forward and disappeared into the sky.

Two hours later, the ship started to slow down.

Austin guessed that they were about to reach their destination.

Five minutes later, the warship landed on an open area. It smelled of dry land and the earth was fresh and brown.

Austin examined the surroundings and spotted dozens of mines in the ground. 'It looks like they have dug these wells recently, ' he surmised, as he glanced at the mines.

With a single wave of his hand, an elder from the Rudimentary Holy Land sent all the miners to the ground.

"In the following days, you are all going to work in these mines," he declared loudly.

"This place is close to the center of the Northern Mine District," an experienced old miner muttered.