My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 40 Nourishing the Soul
Chen Mu wiped the blood from under his nose and spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm.

If it weren't for the excruciating pain in my chest and internal organs, I would have burst out laughing.

"You're invulnerable to swords and spears, but I'll still kill you!"

Then a white figure came into view.

Chen Mu suddenly turned his head to look, his killing intent surging.

Suddenly, a figure dressed in a white coat appeared on the opposite wall.

The other person's hair was disheveled and their clothes were in disarray, indicating they had dressed in a hurry.

He held a thick-backed broadsword in his right hand, and his eyes were bright and piercing.

Zuo Sheng, the eldest son of the Zuo family!
Meeting Chen Mu's murderous gaze, Zuo Sheng's eyelids twitched, and he immediately drew his sword, clasped his hands in a fist, and said in a deep voice, "Senior Brother Chen!"

Chen Mu was taken aback, and then suddenly remembered that this person was also one of Sheng Hong's apprentices.

Thinking of that cheap teacher whom I had riddled with holes, I couldn't help but feel a chill.

He showed no fear on his face, staring at the other person expressionlessly.

The atmosphere solidified.

Zuo Sheng felt a chill run down his spine from being stared at. He glanced at the Thousand Mountain Taoist who was riddled with bullets, and his heart skipped a beat.

He immediately softened his tone and waved his hand, saying, "Senior brother, please go ahead."

Chen Mu nodded expressionlessly.

Then, under Zuo Sheng's curious gaze, he came to the eaves and suddenly plunged his blood-stained short sword into the wall.

Boom!
He pried a slightly deformed copper coin out of the wall.

Zuo Sheng: "..."

Next, under Zuo Sheng's increasingly strange gaze, Chen Mu searched the entire courtyard.

He picked up all the copper coins and silver fragments that he had thrown out and that had been bounced around by the Taoist of Thousand Mountains.

Looking at Chen Mu's furious, ruthless manner.

Zuo Sheng couldn't bear to watch any longer. He cupped his hands in farewell and said, "Senior brother, please continue with your work. I am rather disheveled, so I must take my leave now."

Chen Mu nodded expressionlessly, without even looking at the other person.

Zuo Sheng jumped off the wall.

Chen Mu, however, seemed to be on fire.

Ignoring the loose silver at his feet, he grabbed the corpses of the Taoist Qianshan and the pale-faced youth, and darted to the wall in two steps.

He casually pulled out the short sword stuck in the wall and climbed over it.

With a combination of agility and speed, he leaped and disappeared into the night in a disheveled state.

Almost the instant Chen Mu disappeared, Zuo Sheng jumped onto the wall again.

He glanced at the scattered pieces of silver and copper coins, then looked at the disappearing figure in the distance, and couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle: "They fooled me completely."

"What a pity about the treasure of Daoist Qianshan..."

"Chasing him doesn't guarantee we'll catch him, and even if we fight him, we're not sure if he has any other tricks up his sleeve..."

"never mind."

Zuo Sheng shook his head.

Seeing the blood on the ground, his face darkened.

He had no idea why his cheap senior brother was here.

But the Taoist from Qianshan coming to his vicinity late at night must have ill intentions.

"We have to move! We absolutely have to move!"

……

Jiejia walked into the back courtyard of Tianyizhai as usual.

A strong medicinal smell entered my nostrils.

Looking up, one could see Chen Mu standing under the pavilion, looking noticeably swollen and bloated.

Jie Jia frowned: "You fought someone? How are your injuries?"

Chen Mu waved his hand weakly: "I won't die."

That Taoist from the Thousand Mountains is definitely a level above me in terms of martial arts prowess.

He was only slapped, but it almost killed him.

He unleashed another powerful strike, resulting in muscle strains all over his body.

Now, he feels pain all over his body when he takes a breath.

"Who did this!" Jie Jia asked solemnly.

“A round-faced Taoist priest,” Chen Mu sighed.

Jie Jia's face was filled with murderous intent: "I'll go kill him!"

Chen Mu exclaimed with delight, "Free?!"

Jie Jia's eyelids drooped, his expression returned to normal, and he slowly sat down under the pavilion, as if nothing had happened.

Chen Mu chuckled softly.

I knew it.

The old guy acted so sincerely, but he just wanted to make money off me!
……

After the meal, the two sat in the pavilion and chatted.

"Is there any martial art that can make someone invulnerable to swords and spears?" Chen Mu asked.

His own iron lotus seeds were comparable to a pistol.

The round-faced Taoist priest actually blocked it with his bare hands!
Beside the stone table, Jiejia was holding a bamboo cup and slowly sipping iced tea through a white straw.

"Have."

Where can I learn this?

Slurp, slurp... Jie Jia calmly sipped his herbal tea.

Chen Mu took out a piece of silver, about half an ounce, and placed it on the table, feeling dejected.

He pinched the armor, rolled it into a silver bead, and put it into his sleeve.

"Didn't your master tell you? The Form Refining Technique can make one invulnerable to swords and spears," the armored man said calmly.

Chen Mu looked at Jie Jia with suspicion.

He only knew that the Body Refining Technique had three levels of transformation: Tendon Strengthening, Bone Strengthening, and Marrow Strengthening.

Chen Mu touched his increasingly resilient skin.

Along with the transformation of tendons and bones, a special layer of tissue appears under the skin, which does indeed increase defense.

But to say that you can block a bullet with your bare hands like the round-faced Taoist priest is difficult!

Jie Jia's eyes darted around, glancing at Chen Mu. His expression was as if he were looking at a country bumpkin.

"Ten years to train the body, a hundred years to nourish the soul."

"Once you cultivate courage, you will be invulnerable."

Boldness? What the heck?

"The person who injured you, isn't afraid of swords?" Jie Jia looked at Chen Mu with suspicion: "How did you survive?"

Chen Mu: “…”

Not only did I survive, I also killed that bastard!
"After mastering the Form Refinement Technique, there is a chance to cultivate a wandering spirit."

"Depending on the training technique, a black membrane resembling steel armor will appear on certain parts of the skin. Once activated, it can split mountains and shatter rocks, and is impervious to swords and spears."

"A master can make the wandering spirit roam throughout the body, indirectly making one unafraid of swords and blades."

Chen Mu was taken aback.

It was dark last night, so he didn't notice.

Looking back now, the round-faced Taoist's palms were indeed covered in black.

No wonder I lost half my life after being swept away.

If it weren't for the bewitching incense, the consequences would have been...

Is this the power of the wandering spirit?

"Don't even think about it," Jie Jia said, glancing at Chen Mu.

"Only one in a thousand can master the art of physical training."

"To cultivate courage, one in ten thousand is impossible."

"If the Refinement Technique is of a high enough grade, it might be possible, but the Red Falcon Refinement Technique..."

"Tsk tsk..." Jie Jia shook his head with a regretful expression.

Chen Mu said unwillingly, "Isn't there any other way?"

Jie Jia's eyes darted around, fixing on Chen Mu's left sleeve cuff.

"I possess a very advanced form-training technique."

"After switching to this training, there's a high chance you'll develop a strong will," Jie Jia subtly tempted.

"Really?!" Chen Mu exclaimed with delight.

"It's the real deal!" Jie Jia declared confidently.

Chen Mu glanced at Jie Jia hopefully: "Can I buy on credit?"

Jie Jia: "..."

Go find somewhere cool and stay there!

He realized that this little bastard was teasing him again!

Chen Mu chuckled as he sipped his chilled tea.

Is the Red Falcon's training technique poor?

But he has a proficiency cheat!
Whether it's good or bad, we'll have to wait until he reaches his peak performance before we can say for sure.

……

After seeing off the depressed Jiejia.

Chen Mu laboriously made his way back to the pavilion.

I was so excited last night that I didn't really feel anything.

The injury flared up completely today; it hurts to move even slightly.

"This makes it impossible to travel long distances," Chen Mu thought, frowning.

After killing the round-faced Taoist, he wanted to get even further away from Qingshan County.

But with his injuries, he was unable to travel far.

"Let's keep it for now."

With a thought, I activated my proficiency level in gray walls.

Writing: 1666/10000/Second order;

Drawing: 1533/10000/Second order;

Throw: 7553/10000/Tier 3;

Red Falcon Form Training Technique: 4009/10000/Tier 3;

Cooking skill: 8926/10000/Tier 1;
Pharmaceutical Arts: 4852/10000/Second Tier;

Hidden Blade: 816/10000/Tier 3;

"Luckily, I leveled up the Hidden Sword to level three in advance."

"Without the decisive blow, that paper figure would truly be doomed!"

(End of this chapter)