My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 429 Ghost Mark
Jigu City, on the south side of the city, a wide stone-paved road extends from the city gate to the far south.

On both sides of the road, the fiery red leaves of tall burdock trees stretch out in patches, resembling a sea of ​​fire.

Beneath the lush canopy of trees, rows of blue-tiled wooden buildings of varying heights are scattered, covering an area so vast that one cannot see the end of them at a glance.

A newly built courtyard stands quietly on the southernmost edge.

The two-story wooden building faces south, with two burdock trees, each as tall as a person and as thick as a forearm, standing on the east and west sides respectively.

Chen Mu sat at the stone table on the east side of the courtyard.

An invisible force transformed into a circular spider web over ten meters long, enveloping the small courtyard.

The fine dew particles were continuously absorbed and gathered, quickly transforming into a fist-sized ball. With a thought, the fist-sized dew was divided into two portions, which fell evenly around the roots of the two burdock trees.

Chen Mu put away the Dew Gathering Spell, and a series of rustling sounds of leaves colliding reached his ears.

The palm-sized, fiery red leaves of the two burdock trees trembled and swayed, fresh buds sprouted from the branches, and the slender branches became thicker and stiffer. The overall growth rate was so fast that it was visible to the naked eye.

Chen Mu stared at the burdock tree, which seemed to have taken some kind of stimulant, with a strange expression. He could vaguely sense a joyful emotion emanating from the entire tree, much like a cat that had inhaled catnip.

"A tree that looks like an animal? A specialty of the underworld? Heh..."

This was his fourth day in Jigu City.

After releasing the Five Ghosts to take away Niu Sanmiao's Moon Burdock Pearl, the other party led everyone away from the River of Oblivion the next day.

Perhaps in order to earn the next batch of jade dewdrops, Niu Sanmiao traveled at a fast pace, completing the seven-day journey in just five days.

He led a few strange-looking creatures into the city, while the ordinary spirits were left to work at the brothel outside the city.

These young men were clearly very familiar with receiving new spirits. They registered them, introduced them to basic knowledge, and arranged accommodations for them. With a smooth and efficient process, they quickly integrated into Jigu City.

Chen Mu's courtyard belonged to the Yahang (a type of business), and they had to pay thirty jade dewdrops every month.

An ordinary spirit can collect one and a half jade dewdrops per day. Half of them is for personal consumption, and the other one is just enough to pay the rent.

"You won't starve, but it's hard to save any money."

"The calculations are so detailed; there must be some capable people in Jigu City."

This reminded him of his experience farming in the lower courtyard of Tongtian River. If he couldn't break through, he would be trapped in the same place, constantly collecting jade dew for Jigu City, with little chance of escape.

"Unless I starve myself to collect jade dew, I simply won't have any extra money to buy anything else."

"Oh, planting trees might work." Chen Mu looked at the burdock tree.

"Unfortunately, burdock pearls aren't worth much."

In Jigu City, a single jade dewdrop can be exchanged for a gourd of burdock beads. At most, that's enough to buy some daily necessities. Getting rich by planting trees is basically impossible.

"This is... a humanoid spirit field that produces jade dewdrops? Tsk..."

……

at dusk.

The cold white sun in the sky slowly sank in the west.

Three small dishes were placed on the stone table in Chen Mu's courtyard.

A plate of golden-fried nuts, a plate of thinly sliced ​​brown-red braised pork, and a plate of bright red leafy greens salad.

Shi Dechun held a small wine cup, happily eating meat and drinking wine.

Chen Mu also sampled the unique food of the Yinming with great curiosity. Although the appearance was different, the taste of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty was exactly the same.

"The power you're talking about is called Yin Spirit Divine Power." Shi Dechun took a sip of wine, his cheeks slightly flushed, and said, "It is said that if you practice the Dew Gathering Spell to a deep level, you can control it. It is the root power of our Yin Spirits."

"Did you already know the effects of the Dew Gathering Spell?" He looked at Chen Mu suspiciously.

Ever since he obtained the Dew-Gathering Spell, this little bald guy would recite it from time to time.

It's really not.

Chen Muxin shook his head.

He initially just habitually increased his proficiency level.

"I just saw those oddly shaped people chanting it, so I practiced along with them a bit more." He shrugged, giving a casual, noncommittal answer.

Shi Dechun suddenly realized, "It must have been Niu Tou who told them this alone!"

"It seems that whether you are alive or dead, it's the same everywhere. If you don't have the ability, you won't deserve any special treatment from others."

Then he chuckled and said, "But I'm not envious. For me, having wine to drink and wood carvings is enough."

Chen Mu glanced at the other person in surprise.

Although this old man is cowardly and slippery, he is indeed quite open-minded at times.

"Ghost soldiers, ghost soldiers, the word 'soldier' ​​in their name must mean war, I wouldn't dare," Shi Dechun shrugged.

"If you have any ideas, you can practice more."

"First cultivate the power of the Yin Spirit, then awaken supernatural abilities, and then you can go to Jigu City to serve as a Yin soldier."

Chen Mu frowned slightly.

First cultivate divine power, then awaken supernatural abilities?
"Does awakening supernatural powers require Yin Spirit divine power?"

"That's right, the ghost soldiers of Jigu City all follow this pattern." The old man took another sip of wine, his eyes blurry with drunkenness.

That doesn't make sense. When I first climbed out of the River of Oblivion, I already had the ability to briefly bewitch people.

"That one-eyed man Haiyuan didn't master the Yin Spirit Divine Power, did he?" Chen Mu frowned.

He hadn't sensed any Yin spirit power on the other person before at the River of Oblivion. "Hehe, so he's the traffic light you were talking about." Shi Dechun chuckled strangely.

What do you mean?
"The glowing eyes are at most a trick, not a supernatural power."

"At best, it's just a preliminary awakening of innate talent, and it can't be activated normally at all."

Chen Mu suddenly realized.

But here...

His heart skipped a beat.

Although they look similar in every respect, the true form of the Cloud Mirage Demon is not a true Yin spirit.

"Besides, if he really awakens supernatural powers, he will definitely grow supernatural ghost patterns and regain his original human appearance."

"With his traffic light-like appearance, haha..."

To restore one's original form? Supernatural powers and ghostly markings?
Chen Mu was stunned.

I do have some supernatural abilities, but what the hell is this "supernatural ghost pattern"?

He wanted to ask more questions, but then he saw Shi Dechun dart under the table.

Chen Mu's face twitched instantly.

Couldn't you have finished talking before you got drunk?!
He even said he'd been drinking his whole life and could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.

That's all the alcohol I can drink?!
Chen Mupi curled his lip, activated his Qi Restriction Hundred Miles, and threw the snoring old fox into the rocking chair by the door.

He sat at the table without moving, slowly chewing on some unknown braised meat.

Are you really going to become a ghost soldier?

Chen Mu shook his head inwardly.

The mere thought of the risk of war filled him with immediate resistance.

But if we don't become ghost soldiers, it seems we can't find any other way to increase our power.

Having unexpectedly arrived in the underworld, he was temporarily safe despite being disguised by a celestial demon. However, this was not the world of the living, and he still needed to return to the mortal realm.

If you want to find your way back, you need power.

Since the Yin and Yang realms lack the earth's spiritual energy, magical power has become a limited consumable and can no longer be used frequently.

"I still need to continue practicing my Yin Spirit Divine Power."

"Only by mastering local power and deeply infiltrating the underworld can we better explore the path to resurrection."

"As for the ghost soldiers..."

"Let's talk about it after we figure out the supernatural ghost patterns."

……

Two days later, at Guyuezhai, south of Jigu City.

This is a large trading company in Jigu City, and it is said that the city lord of Jigu City is behind it.

All the precious items in Jigu City originated from here.

As for those spirit spells similar to the Dew Gathering Spell, there is only one way to obtain them: Gu Yue Zhai.

"Supernatural Ghost Pattern? You've drawn it quite well, haven't you?" An old man with a goatee looked at Chen Mu with a smile.

"This thing is a supernatural ghost mark?" Chen Mu pointed at the silver vertical mark between his eyebrows in disbelief.

"no!"

Chen Mu's face immediately darkened.

Are you kidding me?!
"I was just saying your drawing is accurate," the goatee-bearded shopkeeper said with a smile.

"I didn't draw this!" Chen Mu retorted irritably.

"Oh?" The man with the goatee's expression changed. "Could it be that you're one in a million geniuses, capable of independently condensing ghost patterns?!"

Even though Chen Mu had cultivated for many years, he still couldn't help but feel a jolt in his heart.

I possess the power of bewitching spirits, and these inherent silver vertical lines might actually be that kind of magical ghost pattern!
After observing carefully for a long time, the goatee-bearded shopkeeper straightened up with a look of sudden realization.

"Is it a supernatural ghost pattern?" Chen Mu wondered expectantly.

"It's a birthmark!" the goatee-bearded shopkeeper said with certainty.

Chen Mu: “…”

What the hell is this birthmark?!
You might as well say I drew it!

Seeing the other person's cheerful expression, Chen Mu's face immediately darkened.

This old man is trying to fool people!
Do you think you're special, a genius?

"What a pity, everyone else thinks so too, haha..."

"Little bald guy, stop daydreaming." The old man with the goatee chuckled. "Wait until you've saved up enough jade dewdrops to buy the 'Flying Flame Scripture' before you think about this ghost-patterned talisman seed."

Ghostly rune type?

The Flying Flame Sutra?
Chen Mu's eyes lit up immediately.

(End of this chapter)