My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 334 Good thing
In the underground space.

Chen Mu floated on the water, neither daring to move nor make a sound.

It took me a while to realize what the ghostly figure above my head meant.

your?

What's yours?
He couldn't help but look at Sun Wuhuan, who was spinning in mid-air.

The opponent was surrounded by a dazzling spiritual light, and the jade-white light left an afterimage on Chen Mu's retina, almost forming a circle!

This means... they're treating me like one of their own?
call……

Chen Mu immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Chirp chirp..."

Let's go, let's go right now!
Chen Mule happily manipulated the five ghosts, pushing him towards the other exit.

The basketball-shaped ghostly figure, however, was still uneasy and followed Chen Mu closely, as if guarding against a thief.

Only after he reached the exit did he turn around and fly back to cause trouble for Sun Wuhuan.

Chen Mu glanced at Sun Wuhuan, who was wildly slashing with his flying sword.

He glanced again at the ghostly creature slowly circling around Sun Wuhuan.

This means... there's nothing they can do with Sun Wuhuan's flying sword for now? They're trying to wear him down with an illusion?
Chen Mu suddenly realized.

Sun Wuhuan was indeed formidable; although he had not yet condensed his Qi, he could still fly through the air.

A sharp flying sword chased him, making him dart around in all directions.

Chen Mu looked at the tiny, writhing spirit with pity.

This is a tough nut to crack, you've got to work.

Sigh... Looks like I still have to help you out.

Yeah, you're welcome, haha...

What a blunder!

A crescent-shaped black blade suddenly appeared.

A flash of black light, as if teleporting, and the crescent blade nimbly bypassed the flying sword, appearing in front of Sun Wuhuan.

boom!
The spiritual light surrounding Sun Wuhuan suddenly shattered.

A massive wound appeared, running from the left shoulder to the lower right abdomen. Through the ripped-open chest, the heart, severed in two, was clearly visible.

puff!
Like a high-pressure water tap, bright red blood splattered.

Despite the excruciating pain, Sun Wuhuan, who was trapped in a hallucination, gradually regained his senses.

His eyes were blank as he looked down at the fatal wound that had nearly cleaved him in two. Suddenly, his body stiffened, and he came to his full senses.

He immediately looked up and saw the menacing ghostly figure.

Did this thing hurt me?!

It's going to happen!

Got to escape!
He clutched his heart, stopping the gushing blood. His eyes were fixed on the ghost, but his peripheral vision darted around, searching for an exit.

Then, at the exit, he saw a familiar face.

Three Yin Slaying Demons!

Three Yin Slaying Demons!

Two dense clusters of ghastly green blades shot out with a whoosh.

Boom boom boom...

The rocks at both the front and back exits of the cave collapsed instantly.

Amidst the falling gravel and soil, Chen Mu waved with a smile.

"Good luck!"

Immediately, black smoke filled the area, accompanied by a strange wailing sound, and then it disappeared.

As Sun Wuhuan floated in mid-air, he felt a chill run through his body, and his pupils immediately contracted to needle size.

The next moment, a strange force suddenly invaded his mind.

His newly regained clarity of mind has once again been lost.

……

Fifty miles away from Misty Mountain, deep within a dense forest towering into the clouds, a burly man, two meters tall, with a silver ring on his left arm, was running swiftly through the forest.

He was agile and quick, and every time he took a step, mud would fly up from his feet, and he could leap more than ten meters away in one go.

Just as he leaped up and jumped down a low slope, it was as if an invisible force struck him, and his body suddenly flew sideways.

While still in mid-air, he involuntarily let out a short, agonizing scream, and then his entire body rapidly shrank and withered. The moment he landed, he shattered into a pile of dry fragments.

A wisp of black smoke emerged from its body, then slowly became transparent, swirling up several tattered blades of grass before suddenly shooting into the sky and disappearing.

Similar situations are constantly unfolding around Wuyanshan.

At the top of the misty mountain, atop the Cloud Palace.

Liu Ling and Wei Donglai stood side by side.

The two remained silent, gazing quietly at the distant mountains shrouded in mist.

Clumps of dark shadows drifted through the thick fog like a swarm of bees.

In the mountains surrounding Misty Mountain, birds, beasts, mountain dwellers, and cultivators all met with misfortune, and short, pitiful screams rose and fell.

"This forbidden technique..." Wei Donglai's pupils contracted slightly. Although he had overseen the arrangement of the forbidden technique, its brutal power still sent chills down his spine.

"The Linglong Dao Secret Technique lives up to its name," Liu Ling said calmly.

"That ancient evil sect?" Wei Donglai suddenly realized.

Rumor has it that the Linglong Path possesses countless evil and secret techniques, and that killing, soul-stealing, and blood sacrifices to demons frequently occur within its territory.

In the end, it angered both heaven and man, and was wiped out by the combined forces of several other major sects.

Linglong's story spread throughout the world along with the remaining fugitives.

"Won't there be any future troubles?" Wei Donglai frowned.

"Don't worry," Liu Ling said calmly. "With the mountain's protective barriers, the people on the mountain are safe and sound."

"And within a hundred miles of the foot of the mountain, the remaining remnants of the misty forests will be swept away by the evil spirits."

"The ban will expire tomorrow morning, and the spirits will automatically return to the heavens."

"The veins of the Misty Mountain have been sealed and fixed, so they are not afraid of being disturbed by the Yin-Yang Transformation Restriction."

"In that case, what potential risks could there be?"

Wei Donglai breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

"Let's go, come with me to the Cloud Palace for seclusion." Liu Ling looked calmly at Wei Donglai: "After you've used up all the Primordial Qi in your hands, then go and plan for the other mountains."

"I will obey Senior Sister's command!" Wei Donglai clasped his hands in a fist salute.

Immediately, his muscles and skin underwent a violent writhing and transformation, and he instantly changed from a two-meter-tall, muscular man into a chubby young man who was 1.75 meters tall.

……

Underground at Wuyan Mountain.

Inside a newly dug cave, about the size of an ordinary bedroom.

Chen Mu sat cross-legged on the futon, smelling the fishy smell of freshly dug soil, and observed the ground through the perspective of the Five Ghosts.

The ghostly figures that occasionally drifted by sent chills down his spine.

The shriveled and dead birds and beasts terrified him even more.

"Are we going to be wiped out again at Misty Mountain?" Chen Mu's face was grim.

He had just settled down at the Jade Spring Mountain Villa when he unexpectedly encountered such a calamity.

"It's not that bad, there are three experts at the Qi Condensation Realm on Misty Mountain," Chen Mu reassured himself.

But the countless ghosts roaming the mountains and fields truly unsettled him.

After a long while, Chen Mu, unable to come up with a solution, could only sigh and shake his head.

"Just wait."

It sent out a ghostly spirit to wander on the ground.

The other four all huddled together around him, fearing that the evil spirits would come knocking on their door.

They hid in fear all night, and only when the sun rose the next day did the ghostly spirits that covered the mountains and fields suddenly disappear.

He hid underground for another morning.

It wasn't until the sun began to set and streaks of light flew out of the misty mountains that Chen Mu emerged from the ground.

While using the Five Ghosts to scout the way, they approached the Yanxia Sect's headquarters.

Upon seeing the flow of people coming and going on the mountainside of Misty Mountain, Chen Mu was surprised but finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Was it Elder Liu Ling who intervened and saved everyone?"

"Great!"

"Now we don't have to run around anymore."

……

Nighttime, inside Bai Xiuwen's bamboo building.

"Do you know what happened last night?" Chen Mu asked.

After spending an afternoon observing with the Five Ghosts and Yin Spirits, he discovered that there was no obvious damage on the mountain, which was clearly abnormal!

"I heard that the protective barrier of our Chicken Cage Path worked. Everyone who stayed on the mountain is safe and sound," Bai Xiuwen explained.

Chen Mu suddenly realized.

What a risk!

If the protective barriers hadn't been set up just yesterday, who knows how many more people on this mountain would have died!
“Last night, a black light shot into the sky. Some people thought that a spiritual treasure or object had been born, and disregarded the elders’ orders, they secretly went down the mountain.”

“One by one, they all went and never came back!” Bai Xiuwen shook his head with lingering fear: “Luckily I held back, otherwise…”

He then leaned closer to Chen Mu and whispered, "I heard that our Vice Chief of Staff, Sun, is one of them."

"Deputy Chief of Staff Sun hasn't returned either?" Chen Mu feigned surprise.

Believe it or not, he really did die at the hands of a ghost.

"Greed is a killer," Bai Xiuwen sighed.

He wasn't being greedy; he just wanted to kill me and eliminate any future threats.

but……

Sun Wuhuan is believed to have died from the mischief of a wandering spirit.

Then wouldn't I be able to continue staying peacefully at the Jade Spring Mountain Villa?
Good thing!
(End of this chapter)