My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 481 Evil Sect
In Thousand Lights City.

Shen Yan softly uttered a series of soothing and melodious incantations.

As Chen Mu listened, he felt as if he were listening to a group of monks chanting sutras, which brought him a sense of peace and tranquility, and he couldn't help but close his eyes slightly.

After a long while, just as Chen Mu was about to fall asleep comfortably in the rocking chair, Shen Yan stopped chanting.

"How is it?" Chen Mu immediately opened his eyes and looked at Shen Yan excitedly.

"I've carefully considered it," Shen Yan said solemnly. "It can help you sleep!"

Chen Mu: “…”

Is that what I meant?!
Shen Yan shrugged with a smile: "I already told you, my divine embryo is perfected, and my primordial spirit is flawless."

"You think you can pry it open with a simple incantation? Absolutely not..."

It's not that I'm not cooperating, it's that you're not good enough, haha!
"How about I try it on you again?" Shen Yan said with a grin.

Chen Mu's face immediately darkened.

He was furious at the old ghost's smug look, but the Heavenly Demon Curse couldn't affect Shen Yan, so planting the spirit seed was impossible.

"I'll let you, you old devil, continue to roam freely..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a vague connection appear before his eyes, like an invisible line leading straight to... Shen Yan!
Chen Mu couldn't help but widen his eyes: "You...you really don't feel anything?"

Still not giving up?

Shen Yan raised an eyebrow.

But before he could utter his sarcastic remarks, he suddenly realized that a sky had appeared in his mind, a pitch-black sky with eight stars hanging in the middle!

Heavenly Demon Spirit Seed?

When did it get into my head?!
Shen Yan stood frozen in place, feeling a chill run down his spine.

……

"Simply reciting incantations can actually draw a spiritual seed into the body?! And it's done through a subtle method that even the old ghost Shen Yan couldn't detect?!"

Chen Mu himself was stunned by the result.

Shen Yan looked utterly bewildered.

"What exactly is this cloud mirage? How can it be so bizarre?!"

"I want to know too!" Chen Mu's eyes were full of confusion. Wasn't he supposed to be a pathetic demon god? How did he suddenly become so domineering?
The Heavenly Demon Incantation, like other esoteric spells, consists of a string of peculiar musical notes. It cannot be expressed in ordinary words, but like other esoteric arts, the incantation can be hidden within ordinary text and reproduced through special phrasing and speaking speed.

"Given the secretive and eerie nature of the Heavenly Demon Curse, if this incantation were disguised as a simple and easy-to-understand scripture that persuades people to do good, and then allowed to spread throughout the world, hiss..."

Just thinking about it made Chen Mu's scalp tingle.

Insidious, insidious, so insidious!
He couldn't help but start recalling the scriptures and books he had read in the past, fearing that some inconspicuous unofficial history or biography might also contain such a bomb.

……

Shen Yan never expected that he would fall for this trick so easily.

"On the bright side, at least I don't have to worry about this suspicious bastard killing me." He glanced at Chen Mu, shook his head, and smiled bitterly.

Ever since he entered Thousand Lanterns City, this guy has never been at ease.

Those five little devils are always hovering around him, and whenever he gets close to this guy, the power controlling his spirit body spreads around him. If he ever feels threatened, this guy will kill him without hesitation.

With the Heavenly Demon Spirit Seed, now that it's one of their own, at least he no longer has to live in fear.

"If you don't want to get beaten to death, I advise you to give up your plan to spread the Heavenly Demon Curse as soon as possible!" Shen Yan said coldly.

"I won't tell anyone, I absolutely won't tell anyone!" Chen Mu finally came to his senses.

The benefits of the return of the spirit seed were indeed tempting, but this thing was too evil. Once people found out, everyone would hate it, which would bring him great danger!
He glanced at the slowly emerging gray wall, then lay down in the rocking chair with a determined look on his face: "With my diligence, I'll make a name for myself sooner or later. I don't need any external help!"

Shen Yan: "..."

That's utterly shameless!

……

The Netherworld is vast.

Countless islands, large and small, were scattered like stars in the sky within the boundless sea of ​​blood. On a small island about the size of two football fields, a beam of shimmering white light, like a shooting star, fell into the center of the island.

As the light faded, Chen Mu's figure appeared. Immediately, the fluctuations of the Listening Technique began to spread throughout the entire island.

He had previously fallen into the water due to exhaustion of his magical power, leaving the entrance to Thousand Lanterns City in the sea of ​​blood. Now that the Heavenly Demon's true form has been restored, Chen Mu has decided to change the location.

On the one hand, it was to stay as far away from the location of the Youzi Camp as possible, and on the other hand, it was to establish a secret and safe location for convenient use of the Linglong Jade Plate.

After emerging from Thousand Lanterns City, he chose a direction far away from the Youzi Camp and flew for three days before starting to look for a suitable place to land.

After flying aimlessly for two more days, the island beneath their feet was finally discovered by the Listening Dharma.

The island is small and flat. Except for the small hill at your feet, most of the other places are flat white sandy ground.

Except for the edge beach, the rest is covered with lush vegetation. It hides all kinds of unknown and strange insects and birds, forming a small ecosystem.

With a wave of his hand, a pitch-black curtain appeared in mid-air, and hundreds of ghostly soldiers emerged. They cupped their hands in a salute to Chen Mu, then transformed into black smoke and scattered into the air, helping him to carefully survey the surroundings.

……

three days later.

In the middle of a low slope in the center of the island, a thatched wooden house with a ceiling height of two meters appears.

The wooden house is made entirely of stacked, snow-white, round tree trunks, a type of tree that is very common on this small island.

The thatched roof, dark green and slender like a sword, also comes from the island. After being woven using a special technique, it covers the roof in layers, providing wind and rain protection while also being quite aesthetically pleasing.

This was the first time he had learned that, besides the self-proclaimed bricklayer who was the architect of the royal palace, there was also a folk craftsman skilled in using local materials. The simple yet grand thatched cottage before him was the work of this craftsman.

"Only the most talented people can climb out of the River of Oblivion," Chen Mu exclaimed.

Driven by magical power, five stone pillars rose from the ground around them. Each pillar was as thick as a person could hug and as tall as a person's waist, and was engraved with intricate patterns. These were the Lesser Three Talents Obscuring Light Restriction.

Only with legal restrictions to protect him could he feel safe using the exquisite jade plate.

……

Thousand Lanterns City, Auxiliary Army Camp.

Inside a wooden building, Pu Lu, a deputy general of the Medicine and Stone Department, was sitting cross-legged on a futon in the middle of the bedroom on the second floor.

A ball of eerie green flame, the size of a human head, flickered in his hand, its dim, pale green light casting a sinister and terrifying glow on his face, making him look like a malevolent ghost.

At one moment, a bright green flame burst forth, illuminating the entire room, and even the white paper windows glowed with a ghostly green light.

The five or six thousand Yin spirit auxiliary soldiers were almost all cultivating as diligently as he was. The entire Thousand Lantern City was instantly bathed in the green light of the Three Yin Phosphorous Fire Curse, obscuring the warm white light of the ten enormous Soul-Guiding Lamps overhead.

Chen Mu stood in front of the wooden building, grinning as he looked at the camp in the distance, its green light reaching the sky.

This looks really weird.

only……

"Are all spirits this diligent?" Chen Mu couldn't help but look at Shen Yan.

He had previously joked that he would give the auxiliary soldiers half an hour to sleep, but unexpectedly, these evil spirits actually brought it to fruition.

Apart from necessary rest, everyone was training with all their might.

Shen Yan glanced at Chen Mu with disdain, as if looking at a country bumpkin: "It concerns their safety when returning to the Underworld, so naturally they will work hard to cultivate."

"But... isn't this a bit too much?" Chen Mu asked incredulously.

"What spirit doesn't have some obsessions? It's normal to be persistent in doing things," Shen Yan said calmly.

One or two is fine, but five or six thousand people, without any urging or guidance, are all spontaneously cultivating to the point of exhaustion?
This is absolutely not normal!

Chen Mu's expression was not good.

If you guys are all this busy, how the hell am I supposed to slack off?!
The local spirits are so rude!

He sullenly sat down in the rocking chair, closed his eyes, and began grinding for experience points with the Jade Gate Curse.

I'll see who can outdo me!

(End of this chapter)