My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 379 News
As time goes by, the weather gradually warms up.

The scope of the inspection team's questioning is getting wider and wider. When Chen Mu was on duty at the Chuanjing Pavilion, he heard people complaining several times.

He was quite nervous at first, but he gradually relaxed.

The Sun family may have been genuinely unwilling, but the people in charge of the inspection bureau didn't care; they were only concerned with making money off the white jade.

So Chen Mu'an settled down to be a proofreader, working one day every three days, and spending the rest of his time practicing magic and refining elixirs in his bamboo house.

Two months passed in the blink of an eye. On the porch of the Bamboo House, Chen Mu lay in a rocking chair, listening to the tinkling of the wind chimes, and unfolded the gray wall.

Yellow Springs General Outline: 7112/10000/Fifth Order;

Alchemy (Penetrating Rhinoceros Horn and Clearing Miasma Pill): 8280/10000;

During this period, he devoted a lot of effort to the general outline of the Yellow Springs.

The results are quite impressive. Judging from the experience points, I should be able to level up again in another two months.

"This upgrade seems a little different," Chen Mu said thoughtfully, rubbing his belly.

With each level of mastering the Yellow Springs General Principles, a strange secret acupoint would open up within him.

The secret passage contains black magic power, which can activate the possession of five ghosts and can restrict movement for hundreds of miles.

The previous four were located at the center of the forehead, chest, below the navel, and lower back.

The secret to stimulating the fifth layer of life seems to be located inside the abdomen.

Moreover... it seems to have an added sense of affinity with the earth.

"Could the Yellow Springs General Outline be related to the Heavenly Demon Reincarnation Technique in some way?"

One absorbs the bloodline of demons and forges spiritual armor; one comprehends the true meaning of the bloodline, discarding the dross and retaining the essence; then one opens the secret aperture of the Heavenly Demon and stimulates transformation. This is the path of the Heavenly Demon Reincarnation Method.

The secret points on his body seem to be related to the Heavenly Demon Reincarnation Technique.

"Fortunately, even if there is a connection, it should only be incidental." Chen Mu breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the disorderly rotating silver-white secret aperture within the jade seed.

"I've heard that those who practice the Heavenly Demon Technique are incredibly stubborn. Once they've grasped the essence, they all willingly try to run into heavenly lightning. Tsk tsk..."

Once he's been targeted by Kui Shui Yin Lei, he never wants to face it a second time, let alone actively seek it out—that's insane!

"No wonder it's called a heretical sect, its methods are really crude."

After pondering for a while without figuring it out, Chen Mu decided to let things take their course.

He looked at Tongxi Baizhangdan.

After months of refinement, the talismans involved in the Hundred Miasma Pill have been fully condensed; only the collection of poisonous miasma and the opening of the furnace for pill refining remain.

……

Several days later, the mountains on the east side of Wuyan Mountain.

Chen Mu sat cross-legged on a cliff.

Looking around, the surroundings are shrouded in mist, with sunlight occasionally piercing through the sea of ​​clouds, only to be enveloped by the mist again in the blink of an eye.

He waved his hand to dispel the slightly fishy-smelling mist, and the five ghosts' black smoke billowed, revealing a palm-sized yellow gourd in front of him.

With his eyes slightly closed, he activated the Five Elements Absorption Talisman, embedding nineteen kinds of poisonous miasma talismans within it. His magical power transformed, and an invisible force appeared.

With a thought, he cast this strange power far away into the sea of ​​clouds below the cliff, like a fishing net.

Wisps of fine, grayish-black particles rose up and coalesced into lines. Like birds returning to their nests, they arrived in front of Chen Mu and slowly began to enter the energy-gathering gourd.

In no time, the bottom of the yellow gourd was stained black.

This is how the gas-filled gourd displays its storage capacity. When the gourd turns completely black, it means it is full.

In about fifteen minutes, the miasma near the cliff was completely absorbed, and the air became noticeably fresher.

One-seventh of the gas-storing gourd has turned black.

“Collecting miasma isn’t as difficult as the alchemical texts describe,” Chen Musong breathed a sigh of relief.

His Five Elements Qi Absorption Technique has reached the fourth level, and it is quite wondrous.

He used it only once to drain the poisonous miasma near the cliff.

He had already prepared to trek for half a month through the Dongling Mountains.

Judging from the current progress, it will take another three or five places and a day or two to fill the gas storage gourd.

"Harvest as soon as possible and go back early."

"Dongling is rife with poisonous miasma and is certainly not a good place."

……

Two days later, at dusk.

Chen Mu walked back to the front of his bamboo house, bathed in the orange glow of the setting sun.

Standing on the porch, he habitually released the Five Ghost Paper Dolls.

Five small paper figures automatically spun into the room, billowing black smoke, and diligently rolled around like sweeping machines. The few dust particles that had accumulated were instantly swept away and sucked up.

Chen Mu shook his head and chuckled as he watched the five paper ghost figures struggling to crawl under the bed and onto the roof beam: "Spending too much time with Qinglu makes me feel like I've caught his germaphobia."

It was also thanks to the Five Ghosts Bag brand vacuum cleaner that he was able to avoid the dilemma of not wanting to move and the need for cleanliness.

After changing into a loose robe, Chen Mu lay back in the rocking chair, took a big gulp of sour plum soup, and sighed: "Dongling is still a deep mountain forest. Even with thorough preparation, it is far less comfortable than home."

"If only there were a magical artifact that could be carried around like a home," Chen Mu thought longingly.

This world is quite magical; perhaps the kind of magical artifacts like portable cave dwellings from novels from my past life actually exist somewhere.

"First, master the Yellow Springs General Principles. Once your magical power increases, you can dabble in some weapon crafting techniques."

"However, Chicken Cage Sect doesn't seem to be very good at weapon crafting, and I haven't heard of any weapon crafting masters."

After pondering for a while, he couldn't help but shake his head: "Even if there really is a master craftsman, he won't teach me."

"He had neither amazing talent nor impressive resources; he came out of nowhere."

"They're unreliable." Glancing at the increasingly numerous items on the gray wall, Chen Mu said with some frustration, "These external things are completely useless."

"In the end, people still have to rely on themselves!"

A sudden sound of footsteps interrupted someone's shameless self-indulgence.

Chen Mu looked with slight dissatisfaction at the forest path not far from the bamboo house.

The first thing that catches the eye is a shiny white bald head.

Two tall, burly men followed behind him.

The two men each carried two large rattan baskets.

The basket was filled to the brim with ingredients such as yellow rice, exotic meat, wild vegetables and mushrooms.

……

In front of the bamboo house porch, Chen Mu lay down in the rocking chair again.

Little Bald Jia Tian carried a bamboo chair from under the window, sat down next to Chen Mu across the low table, and stared intently at the wooden cup in Chen Mu's hand.

Chen Mu chewed on a hollow grass stalk he had broken off from somewhere, slurping up the Rejuvenating Soup, pretending not to see the little bald boy's longing.

"My business is just a small one with a dozen or so pieces of white jade. I never expected that Your Highness would have to make this trip in person," Chen Mu said, feigning apology.

"I'd go through fire and water for my senior brother!" The bald boy's face was full of righteous indignation.

"Without expecting anything in return?"

"Senior brother underestimates me!"

"You don't even want the Rejuvenation Tea?"

"Senior brother is quite good at judging people."

"Heh!" Chen Mu couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.

With a wave of his hand, a cup of tea-flavored beverage diluted with Huiyuan Soup appeared on the low table.

The little bald boy immediately picked it up with both hands, beaming with joy.

"It's not that I'm greedy, it's just that your cooking skills are superb."

"The Rejuvenating Tea you prepared not only tastes wonderful, but it can also strengthen the body and nourish the body, making it a rare and valuable food supplement."

He kept showering her with compliments, but his eyes were fixed on the wooden cup in his hand. His eager expression made Chen Mu's heart skip a beat.

Back at Eagle's Sorrow Cliff, when that Senior Brother Liu was transformed into a ghost by the evil god Dongyue, he also longed for the Rejuvenation Soup.

This little bald guy...

"You haven't been worshipping any weird or shady gods, have you?"

"Worship gods? Go ahead and worship them!" Jia Tian looked completely bewildered.

“Since the founding of our Great Qian Dynasty, we have always regarded Yu Lingzun as the supreme god, and we burn incense and worship him during festivals.”

The whole country worships them? That must be a true god.

Chen Musong breathed a sigh of relief, but was still curious: "What were you thinking about just now?"

"Senior brother, if this Rejuvenation Tea is sold openly, it's like picking up money from a sack!"

When he said this, the other person's eyes were practically shining!
"As expected of you." Chen Mu shook his head and sighed.

This bald guy gave up being a prince, but instead became obsessed with money, doing plenty of things like selling inferior goods as superior ones—a complete swindler.

"Give up," Chen Mu waved his hand. "It's difficult to refine, difficult to preserve, and might even cause trouble. Don't even think about it."

"Tell me, what's new on the mountain lately?"

Jia Tian shrugged regretfully.

There's nothing new, but there's an old story that's still going on.

"The Sun family?"

“That’s right, it’s his house.” Jia Tian chuckled.

"I heard there's been a lead on the Sun family's treasure, which has attracted many people to secretly investigate. The Five Mountains of Dongling are getting more and more lively!"

Chen Mu's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the Sun family had really found them?

He feigned disbelief: "Could this clue be in Misty Mountain?"

"Oh, no, that's not it." Jia Tian waved his hand: "It's not Wuyan Mountain's turn yet."

"What do you mean?" Chen Mu was a little confused.

"It was initially said to be on the summit of Wuya Mountain, then it was said to be at the foot of Bijia Mountain, and a couple of days ago it was said to be hidden in a spiritual spring in Liulian Mountain."

"I reckon it will be a few more days before it's Wuyan Mountain's turn."

"Does that baby have legs now?" Chen Mu was both amused and exasperated.

It turns out it was all just hearsay; it really scared me.

"I'm here today not only to deliver goods, but also to say goodbye. I have to make a trip to Liulian Mountain." Jia Tian said apologetically, "For the next period of time, I won't be able to personally purchase goods for my senior brother, so I'll have to ask my trading company's employees to do it for me."

"So you've also taken a fancy to that treasure from the Sun family?" Chen Mu couldn't help but glance sideways.

"Hehe, what I'm after is the treasure on those people who are looking for the Sun family's treasure?" Jia Tian's face was full of shrewdness.

"Someone took advantage of the chaos to kill and rob people?" Chen Mu suddenly realized that the little bald guy had his eye on the stolen goods.

"Please be careful while you are practicing meditation on the mountain," Jia Tian reminded him.

"Hey! I'm just a lowly librarian, dirt poor. How could trouble possibly find me?" Chen Mu said with considerable confidence.

He has kept a low profile all these years, and even disguised himself when he goes out, all for moments like this.

Who would notice him, this almost invisible nobody?

(End of this chapter)