My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 498 Plot
Inside an ordinary courtyard in Pingtoufang, west of Feng'an City.

The main hall was empty, with an incense table placed against the wall directly opposite the entrance. Wisps of smoke rose from the incense burner on the table, and a painted clay figure, about forearm height, stood in the center.

A middle-aged man with a long beard stood standing to the side, while another middle-aged man with a mustache knelt on a futon in front of the table.

The man held four incense sticks and respectfully bowed to the statue. With each bow, a thin wisp of smoke flew out of the incense burner and shot towards the statue like an arrow.

Each time the figure was pierced, it shrank a little, and in just a short while, it had shrunk by an inch.

The middle-aged man with the mustache smiled and was about to continue bowing when the clay statue suddenly unleashed an invisible force.

The middle-aged man with the mustache suddenly felt as if someone had grabbed his heart; he felt a sharp pain in his chest and his whole body stiffened.

next moment.

hold head high!
A furious roar suddenly exploded in my ears.

boom!
The clay sculpture exploded with a roar, and an invisible force surged forth.

The middle-aged man with the mustache looked as if he had been struck by a battering ram; his chest suddenly caved in, and he was thrown backward. He was slammed to the ground with a thud. The blue brick floor beneath him shattered into pieces, like a spider web.

The middle-aged man with the long beard standing to the side changed his expression and immediately stepped forward, feeding the other man several kinds of precious medicinal soups. After a while, the middle-aged man with the mustache regained consciousness and slowly opened his eyes.

"How could the Nine Arrows Piercing the Heart cause a backlash?" The middle-aged man with the long beard asked gravely. "Is it because the offerings were insufficient? Or is the energy flow inaccurate?"

The middle-aged man with the mustache shook his head: "That Lu Da probably has some kind of protective artifact."

"Looks like close-quarters assassination is the only option." The long-bearded middle-aged man frowned.

"The area around Ningyunfang is protected by the Thousand Blade Battalion. Going there would be suicide."

"Naruda also seemed to have changed his ways, staying at home for three or four months without going out."

"If we really want to assassinate someone at close range, when will that be?" the middle-aged man with the mustache lamented.

"The Qingyang City Secret Service has already given us the assassination mission; we have no way out." The long-bearded middle-aged man's expression was equally grim.

I thought it would be an easy task, but I didn't expect the other party to be able to resist the curse killing technique. This is troublesome.

"Let's make more preparations. As soon as he shows up, we'll make our move immediately and try to kill him in one strike."

……

City of Thousand Lights.

Ten soul-guiding lamps hung high in the air, illuminating the pitch-black space.

The three thousand Yin soldiers were linked together by the Mountain-Carrying Scripture, and black mist rose. The wooden building where Chen Mu was located was like an isolated island, surrounded by black clouds.

On the third-floor balcony, Chen Mu sat cross-legged on a soft couch. A massive amount of Yin spiritual power was drawn to his side, refined by the Five Dragons Scripture incantation, and then disappeared into the void behind him.

a moment.

"hold head high……"

A loud, exhilarating roar exploded, and five wisps of gray-white mist appeared in mid-air above the wooden building.

Each group is three or four stories high, and as they surge and change, one can vaguely see the shape of a dragon with deer antlers and a snake's body.

With its roar and outstretched claws, an invisible, intimidating force spread outwards like ripples.

boom!
As the mountain-carrying ritual was interrupted, the dark winds and clouds immediately dissipated, and pale-faced ghost soldiers were forced to appear.

Feeling the oppressive aura of standing at the bottom of a precipice and looking up, the spirits looked at Chen Mu with increasing awe.

A sneeze!

Upstairs in the wooden building, Chen Mu sneezed without warning. He rubbed his nose and looked at the five dragons in mid-air, their claws outstretched, with a puzzled expression.

Who insulted me?

Can't you?
I'm a good person, and good people get criticized? It's so hard...

Chen Mu hummed twice, then stopped thinking about it and instead focused on controlling the overflowing energy of the Five Dragon Dharma Forms, looking at them with satisfaction.

The gray walls naturally came into view.

Five Dragons Scripture: 1331/10000/Third Tier;

"What a wonderful secret technique!"

"It's just that it's quite expensive."

The Five Dragons Dharma Form is comparable to a divine embryo, and its key lies in the true meaning of the Candle Dragon, which is similar to a secret magic talisman. It successfully simulates and presents the innate energy of the Heavenly Demon Candle Dragon, which is why it has all sorts of incredible power.

However, the true meaning of the Candle Dragon is too domineering, and ordinary Yin spirit power cannot bear it. Only after being refined and transformed into the third-stage Yin Yuan power can the true meaning of the Candle Dragon be forged.

Even a hundred streams of Yin Spirit Divine Power might not be enough to cultivate a single Rank 3 Yin Yuan Power. To perfectly cultivate the True Meaning of the Candle Dragon, a massive amount of Yin Spirit Divine Power is a prerequisite.

"Thanks to my Divine Mountain Manual and the three thousand Yin soldiers provided by Lü Liang."

For ordinary spirits to practice this, they have to squeeze out their very essence, providing divine power like draining a pond to catch all the fish. Moreover, the true meaning of the Candle Dragon is difficult to comprehend; even the slightest mistake requires starting all over again, which consumes even more time and energy. They might even ruin themselves before they've even mastered the Five Dragons Dharma Form.

"Others will definitely get screwed over."

"I wonder where Lü Liang got this from. Was he tricked? Or did he deliberately seek out this secret technique to trick me?"

"Hmm, it shouldn't be that bad, otherwise they wouldn't have given me these three thousand Yin soldiers so readily."

"What a pity, even with the assistance of three thousand Yin soldiers, this is the best we can achieve."

By the third stage, the true essence of the Candle Dragon has been basically formed. To advance further, one must either infuse it with more Tri-Revolution Yin Yuan Power, causing a qualitative change through quantitative change, or infuse it with Divine and Demonic Spiritual Energy to enhance its Dharma Form and increase its power.

"To hunt demons and monsters in the Netherworld again just for a secret technique?"

"Unless I'm crazy." Chen Mu curled his lip. "At worst, we can just let it accumulate slowly over time."

After a moment's thought, he stopped pondering and began transmitting today's share of the secret method.

With a thought, the three thousand Yin soldiers surrounding the wooden building were once again united by the Mountain-Carrying Scripture, and a large amount of Yin spiritual power rose into the air. Accompanied by tremors, twisting, and contraction, it transformed into clusters of silver threads, shimmering with silver light like countless stars. The next moment, as if summoned, all the silver threads flew to Chen Mu's brow, and then rushed to drill into the void in front of his brow.

"There must be more than 20,000 people who have planted the Heavenly Demon Spirit Seed!" Feeling the synesthesia that was still being triggered, Chen Mu couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"It could easily cost forty or fifty thousand!"

"They clearly agreed on 20,000, but then they doubled it?"

“Lü Liang is up to no good…” Chen Mu said with a sour face.

"I shouldn't have told Lü Liang about the Heavenly Demon Curse."

As long as someone chants the incantation, a celestial demonic seed will automatically appear, which he has no way to control. Once it spreads, it will truly be endless.

"You really think I'm a free experience pack?"

"I don't want to rest!"

"Once this wave of rumors is over, I'm not doing it anymore, no matter what."

"I want a big meal, I want to go to Nightfall!"

……

In the stillness of the night in Feng'an City, in a corner on the third floor.

Sitting opposite Hu Mang was a round-faced man with a stubble beard and a fawning smile, with a black-covered scripture placed in front of him.

"Commander, brothers, look..." The round-faced man smiled, but his eyes darted around as he cautiously probed the situation.

“It’s alright, go ahead and read it…” Wen Han grinned, showing his teeth.

"I've been reading it ten times a day for two months now, and you still want me to read it?" The round-faced man, Shen Bu, looked reluctant.

"That madam is no good. She said if I, the waiter, dare to slack off again, she'll make me go to her room to serve her in bed!"

"Gentlemen, how about we postpone this matter of studying for now?"

"Don't worry, I've already paid the madam," Zhang Er said with a smile. "You can stay in this room all night."

Shen Bu stared wide-eyed in horror.

In the dead of night? You're paying to let one grown man spend the whole night with three other grown men?

I...I...my innocence!

"Brothers, could you please find someone else to mess with?" Shen Bu said, looking frustrated.

"There's no way to change it. Who told you to have the ability to shrink the earth and move around?" Wen Han said with a sympathetic look.

"Read it quickly!" Hu Mang gritted his teeth and said angrily.

He didn't care about reputation; all he wanted to do now was plant the Heavenly Demon Spirit Seed in this guy.

Why did I get sick after reading the Longevity Scripture once, while this guy read it four or five hundred times and was perfectly fine?
Am I unlucky?

fart!
"If you still can't figure this out today, hmph..." Hu Mang said coldly.

Zhang Er cooperated by putting away his smile and revealing a cold expression: "Two paths: either study or lose your life. The choice is yours."

Shen Bu: "..."

Three grown men came to the dead of night and instead of looking for a female ghost, they just stared at me while I was reading.
This is absolutely outrageous!
I am not satisfied!
He glared at the three of them fiercely, and then... then he opened the black-covered scripture.

"The Eastern Emperor spoke of immortality..."

……

On the streets of Feng'an City West.

Chen Mu, having ruthlessly returned the three thousand Yin soldiers, felt a great sense of relief.

His Five Dragons Scripture had reached a bottleneck, and his Yin Spirit Divine Power was temporarily useless. The Divine Embryo was a bottomless pit; even with the acceleration of three thousand Yin Spirits, the end would not be in sight for a short time.

Therefore, there is no need to keep three thousand Yin soldiers.

Moreover, as long as he keeps it, he has to pass on the secret techniques. In the past four months, he has already passed on quite a few secret techniques.

"If you want to learn, go practice by yourself under the starry sky."

"We must learn to be self-reliant," Chen Mu thought with a cheerful smile, looking relaxed.

As dusk fell, bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun, Chen Mu, like a sneaky swindler, hid among the crowds on the street, glancing left and right stealthily, before wandering off to Chang Le Lou.

After eating and drinking his fill, he got up and went downstairs. Then, he skillfully changed his face and disappeared into the darkness of night.

The night was still, and the lights of the Soul-Guiding Lanterns were dim, mingling with the sounds of dancing and music. The ever-changing sounds and lights were mesmerizing. Chen Mu, who had been staying at home in Thousand Lantern City for more than four months, couldn't help but immerse himself in it as well.

Right in his blind spot, a middle-aged man with a long beard, dressed in a gray shirt and short jacket, appeared. He carried a tea tray filled with tea, moving behind Chen Mu like an ordinary waiter, stepping in the shadows of the lamplight.

On the other side, Shen Bu, with a round face and a smile, was also carrying a tea tray and naturally walked towards Chen Mu.

Chen Mu, who was engrossed in the female ghost's dance, suddenly snapped back to reality when his ears twitched.

The next moment, he suddenly turned around...

He turned to look at the fat madam with her thick, raised eyebrows.

He quickly switched to Mo Wuzhou's face, his expression beaming with a smile, and said, "I'm here to freeload again, what can you do about it!"

The long-bearded middle-aged man who suddenly stopped in his tracks: "..."

Shen Bu, frozen in fear: "..."

He's fucking sick!

(End of this chapter)