My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 39 Qian Kun
Chen Mu stood there, stunned.

The pale-faced youth was confident and fearless, initially thinking he was a formidable opponent. Little did he expect him to be so pathetic.

Three iron lotus seeds were killed before Chen Mu could even react.

The Taoist of Thousand Mountains' face twitched.

He had personally taught his disciple the Xuanpin Sword Technique, which was incredibly powerful. He never expected that his disciple would fall victim to such a small hidden weapon, which fueled his anger.

"Useless! You've forgotten that even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit."

He then gave Chen Mu a cold, sweeping glance.

"The medicine man I painstakingly nurtured with the Ascension Pill was only two days away from maturity. What a pity, what a hateful thing!"

The Taoist of Thousand Mountains had a gloomy expression.

"They're already dead, we can't waste their lives."

The little red paper figure immediately flew slowly onto the white-faced youth's corpse.

The thin paper figure bows its head and bends over, as if exhaling a large breath, then raises its head and leans back, its posture exactly the same as a person taking a deep breath.

Accompanied by the paper figure's breathing.

The temperature in the entire courtyard dropped by a third.

The pale-faced youth's blood immediately surged from the wound into the air, and in the blink of an eye, it completely disappeared into the paper figure's body.

The pale-faced youth was now truly devoid of color.

Chen Mu felt a shiver run down his spine.

Having been in this other world for over a year, he has heard of evil spirits and strange events more than once.

But what he was seeing was a scene he'd only ever seen in movies and TV shows. It sent chills down his spine.

It felt like being stared at head-on by a fierce tiger.

Woo!
Almost instinctively, he threw out an iron lotus seed, aiming straight for the heart of the Thousand Mountain Taoist.

The black iron lotus seed spun and tore through the air, suddenly slicing through the distance between the two.

Clang!
Sparks flew everywhere.

A blood-red figure blocked the way for the iron lotus seed.

Under the immense force of the impact, the hard iron lotus seed was as crunchy as a biscuit, easily deformed and shattered!

The paper figure that had been drifting slowly suddenly came to life, blocking the way for the Taoist of Thousand Mountains.

Chen Mu's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Why don't we run?"

The Taoist of Thousand Mountains slightly raised his eyelids.

"A mere trick, yet you dare to show off in front of an expert..."

clang clang...

It looked like a dozen blacksmiths working together.

Before the Taoist Qianshan could finish speaking, he was drowned out by the continuous clanging of metal.

More than ten iron lotus seeds arrived in front of him almost simultaneously.

The paper figures flew wildly up, down, left, and right.

Sparks scattered across the sky, forming patches as if someone were setting off fireworks.

With a clang, the dented iron lotus bullet bounced to the ground.

"You're courting death!" A flash of anger crossed the face of the Taoist Qianshan.

Looking up, they saw Chen Mu already at the wall, crouching slightly, about to jump over it.

"Go!" came a soft shout.

Whoosh!
The blood-red paper figure darted out like lightning and instantly reached the wall.

Just as Chen Mu was about to jump, he felt his hair stand on end.

With almost instinctive exertion, the body seemed to defy the rules of acceleration, going from a standstill to maximum speed, instantly shifting half a meter to the right.

A red light grazed his left arm.

The sleeve tore silently, and my left arm immediately became cold and numb, without any feeling.

The red light continued its relentless advance, suddenly piercing the wall.

The stone walls resembled solidified butter meeting a red-hot knife.

The red figure easily disappeared into it, leaving only a barely perceptible gap.

Chen Mu felt a chill run down his spine. If the knife had hit his left arm, the entire arm would have been easily severed.

Before he could react, a flash of red light appeared before his eyes.

The red paper figure flew through the wall and struck Chen Mu directly on the forehead.

Without hesitation, Chen Mu leaned back and rolled over.

The red light, however, was relentless, like a falcon circling in mid-air, launching a series of deadly attacks on Chen Mu.

Chen Mu tensed up, pushing the Red Falcon Form Training Technique's Leaping Stance to its limit. This allowed him to dodge the attack at the last possible moment.

However, as time went on, many parts of his body began to feel cold and numb.

A chilling aura, like a drill, forcefully penetrated into the muscles and bones.

The Taoist of Thousand Mountains narrowed his eyes in surprise: "Such agile movement technique."

He then gave a disdainful laugh: "A death throes!"

"disease!"

The already incredibly fast crimson paper figure moved even faster. It suddenly turned, leaving a wound on Chen Mu's back.

Chen Mu's expression changed drastically as a chilling aura rushed into his body, freezing his internal organs into solid blocks!

"If this continues, I'll surely die!"

He forced himself to calm down.

By this point in the exchange, he had vaguely discerned its flight pattern.

The paper figure came and went without a trace, yet its forward movement was slightly delayed!

"Now!" A short sword suddenly appeared in his palm.

Hidden dagger!
The muscles throughout the body twisted and exerted force like a python.

A single strike that can shake heaven and earth!
laugh!
In the darkness, a flash of silver light appeared.

Ding……

Chen Mu unleashed eighteen sword strikes in an instant!
Each sword strike landed on the paper figure's chest.

Squeak!

The short sword pierced the paper figure's chest as if it had been driven into an iron plate, the sound so grating it made your teeth ache.

The resistance was so great that it could not continue even after only penetrating the tip of the sword.

The paper figure resembled a centipede with its head and body pierced, constantly writhing and twisting on the sword tip.

Chen Mu swung the short sword violently, nailing it and the paper figure together into the wall.

He endured the excruciating pain after his extreme outburst and stared intently at the Taoist of Thousand Mountains.

"Isn't it better for everyone to take their own half of the road?"

"Just because you accidentally stumbled upon it, you want to kill someone to silence them."

"They even used their own disciples to practice evil magic."

"A complete villain!"

Chen Mu suddenly understood.

"Running away is useless."

The other party won't let him escape.

Even if they escape, given the other party's cunning methods, they will most likely be found and retaliated against.

"I just want a peaceful life, why is that so difficult?!"

Chen Mu glared fiercely at Qianshan Daoren.

"It's people like this who are getting in the way of my life."

"Kill him!"

Chen Mu raised his hand and unleashed a shower of iron lotus seeds.

The moment the paper figure was pierced, the Taoist Qianshan's expression changed drastically.

The densely packed iron lotus seeds were almost instantly in front of him.

clang clang...

A series of sparks flew.

The Taoist of Thousand Mountains waved his right hand into a ball and actually blocked the bullet-like iron lotus seed with just his bare palm!
Chen Mu was immediately startled.

Iron lotus seeds can pierce gold and crack rocks as easily as a feather.

Unexpectedly, it was blocked by someone's palm!
"You little brat, you ruined my magic weapon! You deserve to die!" Daoist Qianshan said viciously.

Seeing Chen Mu's astonishment, he then grinned maliciously.

"You don't actually think that Master Dao is just a pretty face, do you?!"

Chen Mu felt a chill run down his spine.

He threw out iron lotus seeds in quick succession with both hands.

The next moment, Chen Mu suddenly swung his left hand.

The Taoist of Thousand Mountains moved his right hand almost before the Iron Lotus Seed could reach it, blocking the path ahead of him.

puff!
A pool of silvery-white metal softened in my palm.

silver?

Not iron lotus seeds?
"Let's see how many more hidden weapons you have left to throw!" Master Qianshan laughed heartily.

Braving a hail of hidden weapons, he strode toward Chen Mu.

At this point, Chen Mu couldn't care less about anything else.

Copper coins and silver scraps were thrown at the Taoist of Thousand Mountains.

puff!
The Taoist of Thousand Mountains held his right hand in front of him, and a gourd the size of a palm was in his hand.

"Now, you're out of hidden weapons, aren't you?" Qianshan Daoren grinned maliciously, revealing a row of gleaming white teeth.

Click!

He crushed the gourd to pieces.

Suddenly, a burst of blue smoke erupted, quickly enveloping it.

"Poison?!" Daoist Qianshan immediately held his breath.

But an overwhelming drowsiness was irresistible to me.

He retreated repeatedly, instinctively trying to create distance between them.

But how could Chen Mu miss such a golden opportunity?

He transformed into a nimble falcon and arrived in front of the Thousand Mountain Taoist in the blink of an eye.

A short sword suddenly appeared in his right hand, and he crouched down and bent forward.

A single strike that can shake heaven and earth!
puff!
From bottom to top, the short sword grazed past the Taoist Qianshan's chest.

It enters from the jaw and goes straight through the skull!
The Taoist of Thousand Mountains pushed outwards almost unconsciously.

Even though Chen Mu managed to release his sword and retreat, he was still struck in the chest.

He couldn't help but groan.

Fresh blood gushed from his nostrils.

Chen Mu flipped over and jumped away, casually picking up the pebbles and scattering them.

Locust Stone!
woo woo woo...

Puff puff……

With bloodshot eyes and acting erratically, Qian Shan was instantly riddled with bullets.