My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 270, Chapter 269: Exhaustion of Spirit
Shang Huan stood in the dense forest, his small eyes fixed on the five wooden spirits on the ground.

He immediately pulled a palm-sized scroll from his sleeve. Skipping over the convoluted incantation, he carefully read the detailed introduction at the end.

"After using it for three consecutive days, you need to soak it in Spirit-Attracting Elixir?"

Even if you use it sparingly, five days is the maximum.

"If you want a horse to run, you have to feed it grass?"

"Spirit-Attracting Elixir!" Shang Huan trembled with excitement.

"No wonder Mr. Gongsun agreed to extort money from Senior Brother Mo."

"So that's what you were planning!" Shang Huan's eyes lit up with excitement.

Brother Mo is greedy and shrewd, but in the end, Master Gongsun is still a cut above!
If you buy the Wood Spirit Spear, you'll need to buy the Spirit-Attracting Elixir to use it!
high! It’s really high!

No, I need to hurry up and stockpile a batch of Spirit-Attracting Elixir.

One hundred Wood Spirits! How much Spirit-Attracting Elixir would that require?!
It’s developed!
Haha ...

……

The kite pierced the night sky, heading straight for Pengyue Mountain.

The underground secret room of Chen Mu's residence in Yiyou District.

"First, train your magical power."

He took out a delicate jade plate and placed white jade coins inside.

Wisps of ethereal energy, like thin mist, appeared in mid-air.

"wonderful."

He had assumed that the earth's spiritual energy would emerge from the exquisite jade plate. But in reality, the earth's spiritual energy always appeared abruptly from the surrounding airspace.

"I'll have to gather more information about the exquisite jade plate later. This thing probably has some interesting history."

An hour later, Chen Mu opened his eyes.

Only about one-tenth of the jade seed is left to be completely filled.

"Unfortunately, this goal will probably take a long time to achieve."

He is about to mass-produce Wood Spirits, which will definitely consume his magic power, and it will be difficult to replenish it.

A thought came to my mind.

A tree heart, about the length of a forearm, flew in from under the opposite wall.

There, along with the same tree heartwood, more than a hundred were neatly stacked against the wall.

After bringing up the gray wall, Chen Mu looked at the weapon crafting technique entry.

Weapon Forging Skill (Wood Spirit): 7629/10000;
His understanding of the refining of the Wood Spirit is far beyond that of ordinary people.

They also became increasingly familiar with controlling the integration of the magic symbols into the Trojan horse.

"But if we don't reach the limit, there will inevitably be mistakes, and we don't know how much tree heart will be wasted."

Different tree heartwoods require different processing methods; even small differences can accumulate and lead to errors during the refining process.

chi chi chi...

boom!
Wood chips flew everywhere.

The pitch-black wooden horse exploded into pieces.

Black smoke billowed out, sweeping away the sawdust around him.

"It's just a liver, right?" Chen Mu said nonchalantly.

He's familiar with this.

……

The Buddhist Academy at the foot of Lengyuetan Lake.

Fu Zi sat behind the counter at the east gate of the Chuanjing Temple.

He leisurely examined a jade slip.

"It's been confirmed. The Wood Spirit Brocade was made by Mo Wuzhou," Zhang Jin said respectfully, standing outside the counter.

"Do you believe it?" Fu Zi glanced at Zhang Jin and said calmly, her eyes slightly darting around.

This……

What's there to disbelieve?

Mo Wuzhou has a master who is a master of Qi Condensation Realm. Isn't it normal for him to know how to refine some magical artifacts?
“Junior Sister Rong is an alchemist. How could she have the energy to learn weapon crafting?” Fu Zi said indifferently.

Zhang Jin pondered, "Mo Wuzhou is just a middleman? Is there someone else who refined the Wood Spirit Pill?"

"The lower courtyard is full of hidden talents," Fu Zi exclaimed, putting down the jade slip.

“He only recently became an apprentice of the Upper Academy. He shouldn’t know many people in the General Affairs Department.” Zhang Jin pondered, “It shouldn’t be difficult to find this person.”

“Who said this person is inspecting the General Affairs Office and the General Affairs Office?” Fu Zi said meaningfully.

"I have been in charge of the Scripture Transmission Academy for decades, but I have never seen the method of refining the Wood Spirit Broth before."

"Mu Linglang is from outside? You mean those farmers?" Zhang Jin asked incredulously, "What would they want?"

Someone who can refine weapons, let alone possess the Breaking Illusion cultivation level, would be content to hide among a group of lower-level courtyard workers?

"It's nothing more than a little secret that I'm afraid people will find out," Fu Zi said nonchalantly. "That will make it harder to investigate," Zhang Jin frowned.

"Or, why don't we just get rid of Mo Wuzhou..."

As Zhang Jin spoke, he wiped his neck.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Fu Zi glared at Zhang Jin. "I cherish talent like him. How could I possibly kill him?"

“But once a large number of Wood Spirits are sent to the pioneering group, guiding the alien beasts to attack the defense line will be a difficult task,” Zhang Jin whispered closer.

"It's alright." Fu Zi squinted and said slowly, "Just bring a few more over."

"Just because you can see it doesn't mean you can prevent it."

Zhang Jin's expression changed: "That will result in a lot of deaths and injuries."

"There are just too many and too powerful monsters... our people..."

Fu Zi glanced at the other party and said indifferently, "Only when people are dead on both sides can there be no flaws."

“Song Wuji and his disciples are both incredibly shrewd. If they try to get away with it, they’ll have to lose some people.”

Upon seeing Shang Fuzi's cold gaze, Zhang Jin tensed up and bowed his head in agreement.

I need to find a way to get a Wood Spirit too!
……

Pengyue Mountain, Yiyou District, underground secret room.

boom!
Wood chips flew everywhere.

Another black wooden horse exploded into pieces.

Chen Mu scratched his head in frustration.

There was a hard spot on the leg of that little wooden horse. The magic talisman used too much force during the intrusion process, causing it to lose its balance and the entire wooden horse to explode.

"So close."

After working all night and refining it ten times in a row, only one was successfully made.

"The success rate is worrying."

At this rate, when will the order be completed?
With a large sum of money right in front of him, he was unable to deliver the goods and receive the payment.

I glanced at the experience on the gray wall.

Weapon Forging Skill (Wood Spirit): 7829/10000;
"Keep refreshing."

A series of explosions immediately filled the secret room.

……

For three days in a row, Chen Mu spent his days fishing and cutting down trees.

Back in the secret chamber of Pengyue Mountain that night, after practicing his magic, he buried himself in grinding experience points for weapon crafting.

On this day, a light drizzle fell around Pengyue Mountain.

The reclamation team remained stationed in the original location.

The Second Reclamation Team of Yiyou District.

The group cut down the thick tree trunks, planted them side by side in the soft soil, and then laid some freshly split planks on top to form a platform that was one and a half meters above the ground.

Tents were pitched on makeshift wooden platforms.

The sky was dark and drizzling, and everyone huddled at the tent entrance chatting lazily.

"Xiao Mu, you weren't bitten by any poisonous insects, were you?" Old Hao asked with a worried frown.

"What's wrong?" Chen Mu asked, puzzled.

"Go find a puddle and look at your face?"

Chen Mu was puzzled.

He reached out from the single tent with his right hand and casually dug a hole the size of his face into a wooden stake.

The dent was filled with rainwater in no time.

Chen Mu peeked out.

"It's so white."

He had already examined the scene from the perspective of the Five Ghosts when Old Hao finished speaking.

"The art of weapon crafting is a bit too demanding."

He was physically strong and had a good appetite, but he was listless.

"I had a slight mishap during my training, it's nothing serious," Chen Mu said with a smile, trying to cover it up.

"We can't be too eager for quick success," Old Hao advised, exhaling a puff of white smoke.

"Okay," Chen Mu agreed with a smile.

We really shouldn't be impatient for quick success.

If the weapon-refining technique damages one's fundamental nature and hinders one's cultivation path, then that would be a huge loss.

"These eight thousand pieces of white jade are not easy to earn," Chen Mu sighed.

(End of this chapter)