My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 115 Soul-Locking Curse

"Using human lives to make medicine..." Chen Mu's expression shifted between anger and uncertainty.

"In the end, I'm just too soft-hearted!" Chen Mu sighed.

But thinking about the potential danger of ghosts and monsters that could appear at any time, Chen Mu began to have another problem.

"Should we make a few more copies of the secret medicines from the Zhu Yi Pavilion?" Chen Mu's heart stirred.

Ling Sha Wan and Qing Feng San can earn him more than three hundred taels of silver a month.

Using this income to buy expensive Zuming talismans is simply a drop in the ocean.

“Expensive secret medicines are highly profitable, but few are actually available,” Chen Mu sighed.

Only secret medicines like the Dragon Transformation Pill, which can enhance strength, are available. No matter the price, they will all be sold, no matter how many are available.

"Can't we use other living beings to replace living people?" Chen Mu stared at the last paragraph of the Thousand Mountains Scripture, thinking unwillingly.

At the very end, there is a scripture of several hundred words.

I recognize each character individually, but when put together they become meaningless gibberish.

He was familiar with this scripture, which contained incantations to activate magical implements.

"A soul-locking spell?" Chen Mu narrowed his eyes slightly. "How about we start practicing this spell first?"

……

April 16th, 641st year of the Great Liang Dynasty.

Linhengfang, Chen Residence.

Black smoke billowed beneath the octagonal pavilion, and a dark iron ingot the size of a watermelon appeared on the stone table.

Chen Mu took a deep breath, and a short sword appeared in his right hand.

laugh!
With a barely audible whooshing sound, nine holes silently appeared on the iron ingot.

The area around the hole was crimson, and the surrounding air was slightly distorted by the intense heat.

Chen Mu bent down to look and saw that the nine holes were completely pierced through by the hidden sword.

Chen Mu looked at the gray wall in front of him.

Hidden Sword: 178/10000/Tier 4;

"I wonder if the hidden blade can pierce through the armor now." Chen Mu looked at the ebony short sword with a hint of excitement.

I ran into Zhuo Yinghai last time.

Even after risking his life to unleash a devastating strike, he could only barely break through the opponent's spirit.

Now that I've broken through to the third tier, I have a new secret technique called Cloud Piercing.

It can make the sword tip vibrate at a high frequency the moment it is drawn, thus bringing strong penetrating power.

Adding to the fact that the ebony sword was already hard and sharp, Chen Mu's heart was immediately filled with excitement.

His left hand was swiftly covered by a dark aura. He gripped his sword in his right hand, the tip pointing at his left palm, and then... Chen Mu sheathed the sword from his sleeve.

"It hurts quite a bit... I'll try again next time with a master of soul-swiping techniques."

After staying at home for five or six days, my injuries have fully healed.

The Jade Toad Form Refinement Technique, to which he had devoted a great deal of effort, had not yet broken through to the fourth level.

The skill "Hidden Blade," which had been shelved for a long time, quietly reached the fourth tier.

The muscles and bones throughout the body underwent another qualitative change, similar in magnitude to the White Ape Formation Technique.

While physical fitness improved by less than 10%, coordination improved significantly. Power generation became smoother. The power of the hidden sword increased several times over.

It also comes with a secret technique for piercing through clouds, greatly enhancing its piercing power.

……

Putting away the iron ingot hidden sword, Chen Mu took out two Zuming talismans and placed them on the stone table.

"One cent...two thousand eight hundred taels is a stump even for a hero."

Thinking back to the ghost he encountered a few days ago, Chen Mu still feels lingering fear.

That was just one; what if you encountered a group...?

"Two aren't enough." Chen Mu felt a chill run down his spine.

He even started to miss Lin Que a little.

The generous gift from Lin, the leader of the Jinghong Gang, made Chen Mu quite carefree for a while.

Rent any house you want, go to Chunfenglou whenever you want, eat meat in big chunks, drink milk in big bowls, and have plenty of food.

"No one gets rich without a windfall," Chen Mu thought, his mind racing. "Want to find another sucker?"

As he pondered this, he couldn't help but shake his head with a wry smile: "The thought of killing someone and looting their body just naturally popped into my head."

"One is influenced by one's surroundings..." Chen Mu sighed.

"It's all this awful world's fault! It almost eroded my kind nature!"

Chen Mu quickly reminded himself, "I must be a good person and never provoke trouble."

After giving himself repeated positive self-talk, Chen Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

"How about... going to a casino or the black market to show off some money?"

After a long while, Chen Mu finally suppressed the tempting thought with firm willpower. But a sudden thought flashed through his mind: "That Hall Master Lin seems to have given more than just a large sum of money."

"Dragon Transformation Pill... What's the other kind of pill called again?"

"Liuweibao or Dali Wan?"

"Never mind, it's not important anymore."

"Hmm... let's call it Blue Pill."

……

evening.

Jie Jia looked at the porcelain bottle in front of him and asked, "What is this?"

"Blue pill," Chen Mu said calmly.

The well-informed Jie Jia opened the bottle, smelled it, and his eyelids twitched involuntarily.

"It seems you are really short of money."

The Ghost's Blue Pill—this is a counterfeit of the Golden Yang Pill. A highly sought-after aphrodisiac in the Red Boat Brothel.

Jie Jia looked at Chen Mu with suspicion: "Didn't you give me all the Golden Yang Pills?"

"With your current skills, you think you can replicate it just by remembering it?"

Chen Mu's face twitched, but he calmly replied, "Of course!"

Jie Jia looked at Chen Mu with a half-smile: "So it was already copied a long time ago."

"Imitating this medicine, is this... being prepared for any eventuality, or... being prepared for any eventuality?" Jie Jia's face was full of profound meaning.

Chen Mu emphasized expressionlessly, "I want to make one thing clear: I was only working on it to practice my medicine-making skills."

"Besides, why would I keep this thing? It's completely useless!"

Jie Jia's lips curled up, and he nodded seriously, saying, "Yes, you just want to practice your medicine-making skills."

Chen Mu: “…”

"Let's eat!" Chen Mu quickly got up and went to the kitchen to bring out the dishes.

He specially stewed a pot of braised pork in an earthenware pot today.

Simmered over low heat for an afternoon, it has a glossy brown-red color, and the skin and flesh are tender and fall apart with just a touch of chopsticks.

Once outside the kitchen, Chen Mu had regained his composure.

He ignored the undisguised mockery in Jie Jia's eyes.

It was just a few strange looks.

Make money, not shabby.

……

After the meal, Chen Mu served sesame cakes and then brought out warm iced tea.

With April more than halfway through, the weather in Nanyang is gradually becoming hot and humid. Drinking cooling herbal tea is just the right time.

Chen Mu held the wooden cup, leisurely sipping the slightly bitter and sweet herbal tea, and asked calmly, "Is the Zhaodian Red definitely from a living person?"

Jie Jia glanced at Chen Mu: "Living beings."

“Living people are fine, spirits and monsters are acceptable, and ordinary livestock are also acceptable.”

Spirits? Chen Mu suppressed his curiosity and continued to inquire: "Then why do aristocratic families insist on using human beings?"

"High efficiency." Jie Jia said calmly, "How do you choose between ten thousand cattle and one hundred men?"

Chen Mu felt a sudden chill run down his spine.

"Moreover, the refining of some magical artifacts requires the use of human souls," Jie Jia added calmly.

Chen Mu was silent.

This world is strictly hierarchical, with aristocratic families holding high positions and never caring about the lives of ordinary people.

Ordinary people are merely their slaves and livestock. In their eyes, a hundred people are certainly no match for ten thousand cattle.

Thinking of the various pills circulating in the martial arts world, such as the Dragon Transformation Pill and the Yellow Sprout Pill, Chen Mu suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Whether they knew it or not, those martial arts practitioners who had ingested the pills all became repulsive.

As for the members of the families who are the source of the elixir, it is no exaggeration to say that they are demons and monsters in human skin.

Only ordinary people have been passively suffering.

"The tragedy of the weak..." Chen Mu sighed.

He couldn't help but think of the thick fog in Qingshan County.

"I don't want to die without knowing why."

After seeing Jie Jia off, Chen Mu took out the Thousand Mountains Scripture and began to silently recite the Soul-Locking Incantation.

Since the three kinds of sacrificial animals and six kinds of livestock can be used as substitutes, he has no reason to give up imitating the Dragon Transformation Pill.

The sudden appearance of the ghostly spirits was like a dark cloud hanging over Chen Mu's heart, always making him uneasy.

He urgently needs a large number of Zuming symbols.

(End of this chapter)