My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 473 Half a Year
Chen Mukeng Shen Yan's idea was good, but unfortunately it didn't work out in the end.

Shen Laogui used to be a military supervisor, and Chen Mu didn't care. Hong Xiu and Shi Dechun didn't dare to ignore him, and no matter how much he tried to persuade him, it was no use.

So cowardly!
In the dead of night, the city of Thousand Lanterns was brightly lit.

The barracks were expanded again. In addition to the original two hundred or so wooden buildings, three hundred new wooden buildings with exquisite designs were completed and distributed on both sides of the central street.

"Are you really going to build a building for everyone?" Chen Mu asked, raising his eyebrows, as he found Shen Yan, who was acting as the supervisor.

"You can stay in a single room? Why can't they? Do you think you're so great?" Shen Yan said calmly, his words leaving Chen Mu feeling suffocated.

Ever since he gave up on everything, this old ghost Shen seems to have awakened some new attribute, and every time he speaks, he's trying to choke someone to death.

"Unfortunately, it's just wishful thinking. At most, three to five people can live in one building." Shen Yan shook his head: "There isn't enough raw material."

"You know there aren't enough materials, right?" Chen Mu pouted.

He desperately wanted someone to rebuild Thousand Lanterns City, but the timber and earthwork that had been sent in were almost exhausted.

Now, stationed in the Youzi Camp, he's constantly busy, and there are people everywhere around him. Once the materials run out, he has neither the opportunity nor the time to replenish them.

"Why don't you dig some soil from underground and I'll have them raise the foundation here first?"

"Luckily, this cave is not big and there is no disturbance. Otherwise, if this shovel had reached the foundation, these wooden buildings would have collapsed long ago."

"Alright..." Chen Mu smacked his lips. It wouldn't be a problem to dig some soil underground under the cover of night.

After watching the bricklayer and his men carve doors and windows for a while, Chen Mu called on the spirit on duty for the day to recite the Three Paths Mantra to help him cultivate the Peace of Mind Sutra.

This is a practice he does every day.

Although the Pingxin Sutra has long been perfected and the progress of tracing the origin of the divine embryo is not reflected on the gray wall, the power of the Yin spirit is steadily increasing every day through cultivation.

Moreover, almost every one or two days, the divine embryo would glow and flash, reminding him that the divine embryo was being perfected, and the feedback was even more exciting than when he was grinding experience.

To this end, the sleep schedule of the spirits in Thousand Lanterns City was specially adjusted to reverse day and night, so as to cooperate with Chen Mu's cultivation.

……

The blood-red sun rose as usual.

The Youzi Camp operated non-stop, like a tightly wound spring, and countless multi-headed dragons were swallowed up into the bottomless pool.

During the day, Chen Mu was busy protecting the auxiliary soldiers who were moving corpses, and at night he would retreat to Thousand Lantern City to cultivate. His days were busy but regular. Before he knew it, half a year had passed in the blink of an eye.

That evening, the various units of the You-character battalion slowly returned to their camp.

After a busy day, Chen Mu finally had some free time. Holding a cup of Jade Dew Water, he leaned against a pillar in the wooden corridor, enjoying the humid breeze of the Underworld. He sipped the plum-flavored Jade Dew Water, feeling relaxed and even finding the dark red blood-red sunset in the distance more beautiful.

Before long, a faint commotion arose throughout the mountain, and a delicate fragrance wafted to the air.

The spirits of the various factions within the Youzi Camp have begun preparing food.

Although it is said that spirits can survive as long as they have jade dew, that stuff has no real taste except for its varied flavors.

The Youzi Camp has been stationed here for almost two years and a half. At first, they were quite well-behaved, but as time went on, some people started looking for ingredients from the Underworld to cook.

Hundreds of thousands of evil spirits gathered together, and no amount of forceful suppression could stop them. Even the rigid and upright military supervisor Gong turned a blind eye, so the generals of various departments naturally didn't care much either.

Various strange beasts and monsters within a hundred miles of the garrison suffered as a result.

In other words, the entire flesh and blood of the multi-headed dragon are highly poisonous; otherwise, the hunting performance of the entire Youzi Banner would have been reduced by several percentage points.

Just as I was thinking about random things, a short, thin figure appeared in front of the wooden house.

Jia Zhang?

This person was a former member of the Yisan Banner. He seemed to possess some kind of concealment ability. Despite the repeated changes in the Hai Battalion, he escaped unscathed.

Upon seeing the other person, Chen Mu's eyes lit up: "Did you find something good?"

This old guy is not only good at escaping, but also has an extraordinary ability to identify and find unfamiliar ingredients.

"It's blood oysters!" Jia Zhang grinned, holding up the bark-woven basket, which was about the height of his forearm. "Commander, you're in for a treat today!"

Chen Mu was overjoyed.

Blood oysters are a type of shellfish found in the blood sea. Their meat is tender and has a natural herbal fragrance, making them a rare delicacy.

After the edible nature of the blood oysters was discovered by the spirits, the oysters around the beach battlefield were doomed and were nearly wiped out in no time. Unexpectedly, Old Man Jia found a whole bunch of them today.

"All the military merits I earned today from moving the multiple dragon heads are yours!" Chen Mu stood up, took the bark basket, and readily gave the reward.

Jia Zhang's smile widened even further, and he immediately bowed and shouted, "Thank you, Commander!"

Chen Mu has no shortage of secret techniques, no need for precious medicines, and no interest in military merits, but Jia Zhang and his group of Yin Spirit auxiliary soldiers treasure them dearly.

……

City of Thousand Lights.

In the small courtyard in front of the wooden building.

A black flame disc the size of a lotus leaf floats silently burning in the center of the round table.

On top, palm-sized blood oysters, resembling black pebbles, are split in half, revealing pomegranate-red oyster meat filled with minced garlic, which sizzles and sizzles, filling the air with a fragrant aroma.

He picked an oyster, scooped out the meat, and stuffed the whole piece into his mouth. Feeling the hot and delicious taste, Chen Mu couldn't help but squint his eyes.

"good to eat!"

"Tsk! It's scary to be uncultured. Besides 'delicious,' can't you think of any other adjectives to describe it?" Shen Yan mocked sarcastically.

Chen Mu ignored him completely.

Shen Yan couldn't help but sigh. This bastard's skin was getting thicker and thicker; ordinary sarcasm was no longer effective.

“This stuff isn’t just delicious.” Shen Yan carefully savored the blood oyster meat. “It can also regulate blood and qi, cleanse the body of impurities, and even has a gentle and purifying effect on supernatural abilities and ghost patterns. That old man Jia is indeed quite something.”

"Of all the food you've earned with your military merits over the past six months, the one he gave you was the most thoughtful."

“Hmm…why don’t you turn him into one of your own?” Shen Yan’s eyes lit up: “Ordinary Yin spirits are busy earning military merits, but only to exchange them for secret cultivation resources.”

“Give him my Three Yin Phosphorous Fire Spell. It will be enough for him to use until he awakens his supernatural powers. This way, he can concentrate on finding delicious food for us.”

Chen Mu immediately turned his head to look.

Shen Laogui, that's enough!
Just for a good meal, you want me to plant a demonic seed in someone and make them lose their freedom?
Your robber-like behavior, tsk tsk...

It’s not impossible!
Chen Mu realized what was going on and immediately felt a little restless.

Who can blame them when the ingredients Old Jia brought in tasted so good?

After a while, he reluctantly suppressed the tempting thought: "With the hunting mission of the Youzi Camp almost completed, it's best not to cause any unforeseen complications. Compared to having a few more bites to eat, I still hope to return to Yinming safely."

"You're such a coward!" Shen Yan said with a look of disdain: "You have the power to control people, the Heavenly Demon Spirit Seed, and this Thousand Lantern City. You've already brought in three thousand Yin Spirits. What difference will one or two more Yin Spirits make?"

"If you had been a little more cowardly back then, you wouldn't have ended up in my hands!" Chen Mu said with a calm and sarcastic tone.

Shen Yan's face immediately darkened.

Who the hell would have thought that you, you bastard, would disguise yourself as a lowly auxiliary soldier when you clearly possess powerful supernatural abilities?

Isn't this a scam?!

……

After meal.

Chen Mu did not rush to practice the Pingxin Sutra. Instead, he manipulated the Danshan Sutra to unify the power of the Yin spirits, and then connected with the Heavenly Demon Spirit Seed to transfer the Three Yin Phosphorous Fire Curse, which he had already perfected, to the three thousand Yin spirits.

This secret technique comes from Old Ghost Shen, and its effects are similar to those of the Flying Flame Scripture.

However, compared to the perilous Flying Flame Scripture, it is gentler and safer, suitable for ordinary Yin spirits to hone their supernatural abilities. Even if one cannot master it in a short time, it can slowly enhance the Yin spirit's essence.

As his original essence thickens, the Three Paths Curse will also strengthen, thus better assisting him in obtaining the Weak Water and accelerating the return of the divine embryo to its original source.

In the early hours of the morning, in the small courtyard in front of the wooden building in Qiandeng City.

A wisp of Yin spiritual power transformed into a tangled mass of silver threads in front of Chen Mu. After a flash of light, it disappeared into the void between his brows.

A square-faced auxiliary soldier sitting next to him shuddered, his eyes momentarily glazed over, and then a silver pattern appeared on his forehead, flashing for a moment before disappearing.

The square-faced spirit regained its senses and, with a look of delight, bowed to Chen Mu in gratitude.

Chen Mu patted the other person on the shoulder, looked earnestly into their eyes, and sincerely advised, "You must cultivate diligently."

"I can only give you skills; you must study and practice diligently to improve your own abilities."

"If I'm stronger, I can live more freely and comfortably when I return to the Underworld."

After patiently persuading him for a while, he finally waved for the other person to leave the courtyard.

Watching the last evil spirit depart, Chen Mu rubbed his forehead, which was throbbing from exhaustion, and then turned to look at Shen Yan, who was watching the commotion.

"I think we still need to use some coercive measures."

"When the environment is too comfortable, people will instinctively become lazy and unwilling to move. You can't expect them to cultivate diligently on their own."

"I entrust these three thousand Yin spirits to you for training. Every day, there will be twelve hours: three hours of rest, three hours of chanting the Three Paths Mantra to aid my cultivation, and the remaining six hours for them to practice the Three Yin Phosphorous Fire Mantra!"

"I'll prepare a small bamboo pole for you. If anyone dares to slack off, just slap their palms and make them do the splits for you!"

Liver! Everyone, work your livers to death!

You can quickly improve your strength and help me fill this bottomless pit of the Divine Embryo as soon as possible.

Shen Yan immediately rolled his eyes.

"Listen to the bullshit you're spouting."

"Practicing magic for nine hours a day without a break, even livestock can't be used like that!"

"Such high-intensity training might be okay for a day or two, but it will definitely ruin you in the long run."

"Why not?" Chen Mu glared, his neck stiff. "I can recite the Jade Gate Mantra while pulling the Flame Chariot during the day, and I can continue cultivating the Peaceful Mind Sutra when I come back at night. I can even occasionally use the Yellow Spring Spell to relax and steal a moment of leisure. Why can't they do it!"

Shen Yan was speechless: "Do you think everyone can treat cultivation as a game like a lunatic like you?"

“This is not how you train troops; force will only cause a mutiny.”

"Then what do you suggest we do?" Chen Mu asked, puzzled.

Cultivation is so much fun! And some people are actually getting impatient? Tsk…

Shen Yan felt a pang of pain as he looked at Chen Mu's expression.

After nearly a year of getting to know each other, he felt that this guy had some issues.

really……

"I've been a military supervisor for decades, and I have more experience training soldiers than you. Leave the men to me, and you can stop interfering!"

So arrogant?
"Fine..." Chen Mu reluctantly pursed his lips, agreeing with considerable difficulty.

Sigh... Gray Wall, you're no good. I've led these three thousand Yin Spirits for half a year, why didn't you give me any experience in commanding troops?

That old devil Shen actually dared to act so arrogantly in front of me.

What a failure...

(End of this chapter)