The next moment, he sprinted toward the boulder. As he neared it, he sidestepped, planting one foot on the rock face of the mine shaft. He used the rebounding force to launch himself downward towards the back of the boulder, just like a nimble cheetah.,These two had been pampered before they were captured, and even as mine slaves, they were unwilling to suffer hardship. However, the identity of a mine slave was lowly, and the people of Evil Moon Valley didn't treat them as human at all. Without ore to exchange for contributions, they couldn't even get food.,The cultivators of Xieyue Valley generally wouldn't care about the lives and deaths of the mine slaves. They also knew that fights were common among the mine slaves in the ore veins. Unless they happened to encounter them, they would basically ignore it.。