My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 512 Completed
On the banks of the River of Oblivion.

A soft couch was placed under the window on the left side of the wooden house entrance. Chen Mu sat cross-legged on it, letting the gray walls appear before his eyes, sorting out his own skills and experience.

He first looked at the experience on the side of the Yin Spirit, and couldn't help but smile after just one glance.

The nine complete secret techniques, including the Five Dragons Scripture, the Yellow Springs Guide, the Jade Gate Mantra, and the Mountain Carrying Scripture, made him feel at ease just looking at them.

Even the incomplete Yin Wind Escape technique is already more than halfway through the fifth stage, and even the unreliable Nine Cups Calculation Sutra has reached the limit of the second stage.

"I'm quite compatible with this Yin Spirit Secret Technique," Chen Mu thought with a chuckle.

"Unfortunately, I am not a pure Yin spirit after all; my foundation still lies in my physical body." He looked helplessly at the secret technique on the side of the Qi cultivator.

The Yellow Springs General Principles has been stuck at the last stage of the eighth phase, just a thousand experience points away from entering the ninth phase.

The eighth stage of the Listening Method, due to its frequent use, also has more than nine thousand experiences.

The Giant Spirit God and the Soul-Seizing and Rejuvenating Technique have been used extensively recently, and significant progress has been made.

However, apart from these few secret techniques, the other secret techniques have basically stagnated.

"Gray Wall, you're no good. You're supposed to be a cheat code, why do I have to train by myself? You can gain experience on your own." Chen Mu said with a look of exasperation.

The gray wall immediately fell silent in shame.

Chen Mu glared at him several times before reluctantly removing the gray wall and stopping looking.

In the past, he would have gone without food or drink to quickly master those few secret techniques that were just one step away from completion. But since there was no earth spirit energy in the Yinming, he had to put it aside for now.

Previously, one could use white jade coins to activate the exquisite jade plate to generate earth spirit energy.

But now...

Chen Mu took out a small wooden box and looked at the sparse white jade coins inside with a worried expression.

"Seven hundred and thirty-two rounds. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that we're completely out of ammunition and supplies."

A strong sense of unease welled up in Chen Mu's heart.

Now that he has perfected the Five Dragons Scripture, his attack methods are comparable to those of a divine embryonic spirit. However, he is not a true spirit after all, and his ability to use spirit techniques relies entirely on his true form as a celestial demon.

The Heavenly Demon True Form is merely a special technique cultivated using magical power while relying on one's true form.

Chen Mu had every reason to suspect that if his magical power was truly exhausted, his true form as a celestial demon might also perish!
"We must return to the world of the living as soon as possible."

“But…” Chen Mu sighed and looked towards the riverbank not far away.

The people of Feng'an City were busily constructing the Gate of Hell. Further away, Li Wuyou's eerie smiling face could be seen faintly in the mist.

It was clear that he and the group from Feng'an City were trapped on the banks of the River of Oblivion.

"If I were to abandon these people in front of me..." Chen Mu was lost in thought.

He had previously trekked through the wilderness, determined to return to Feng'an and reclaim his place in the mortal realm. But now, Feng'an is preoccupied with its own problems; is it really necessary for him to get involved?
"To return to the mortal realm, one must serve as a living deity in the City God's temple for a hundred years. Lü Liang has a way to substitute one thing for another and escape the hundred-year deadline."

“But this isn’t something that only Lü Liang can handle.” Chen Mu narrowed his eyes.

"Yinshan Prefecture is so large, it's not difficult to find someone with a similar background."

"I will wait for the right opportunity to plant the Heavenly Demon Spirit Seed, and then exchange it for the secret method of transmission. It's just a spot for a living god, so it shouldn't be difficult."

“However, if you want to leave, you must first get rid of the King of Worry-Free’s entanglement.” He looked at the strange figure three miles away by the river.

"This thing is afraid of the River of Oblivion. If we hide in the river, travel hundreds of miles, and then emerge from the surface, will we be able to get rid of it?"

……

“It won’t work.” On the veranda in front of the wooden house, Lü Liang shook his head: “I’ve already had someone try it.”

"Really?" Chen Mu looked suspicious. Could this guy be trying to keep me tied up in Feng'an City and deliberately deceiving me?
"You can send a group of people to investigate yourself." Lü Liang smiled wryly. He did have the idea of ​​keeping Chen Mu, but he dared not deceive about something that was so easy to expose.

"Did we not travel far enough underwater?" Chen Mu frowned.

"It's over 2,800 li."

He had fled along the River of Oblivion for 2,800 li and still couldn't shake off Li Wuyou? He couldn't help but think of the place where he first encountered Li Wuyou. At that time, it was at least 5,000 or 6,000 li away from Feng'an City.

"How about we let them run even further away?" Chen Mu was unwilling to give up.

“He’s already on the run.” Lü Liang sighed. “It is said that the Worry-Free King is actually a demon from the Heavenly Capital, comparable to the Yin God True Lord. He may just be afraid of the River of Oblivion. His locking ability probably cannot be completely blocked by the River of Oblivion.”

Chen Mu's expression was grim: "What if we use the Yellow Springs Ferry to teleport directly?"

“We’ve tried.” Lü Liang continued to shake his head: “The area within a radius of two thousand miles has been sealed off. Huangquan Ferry can only move within two thousand miles at most. If we want to use the Shrinking Earth and Shifting Technique, we can only rely on the Gate of Hell.”

"You've got quite a few tricks up your sleeve!" Chen Mumu couldn't help but grit his teeth. "What grudge does Qingyang City hold against you?"

The key point is that you guys are making a fuss, but why drag me into it?
Chen Mu's expression was grim.

Flying and escaping are no longer an option; one truly has to rely on the Gates of Hell.

Moreover, in order to completely get rid of Li Wuyou, short-distance teleportation within the Yinming realm is probably not enough; they must go directly to the Outer Heaven.

……

As the sun and moon turned, Chen Mu lived in constant fear, worried that Qingyang City would continue to use its methods.

They could be on guard day and night, but as the weather gradually warmed up and the distant barren mountains turned green, nothing unexpected happened.

That day, Chen Mu, dressed in loose gray clothes, sat lazily cross-legged on a gray-black rock about two stories high. Three to five meters below the rock, Li Wuyou looked up at Chen Mu with a smile.

"Old Li, what were you thinking, just leaving us stranded by the river like this?" Chen Mu asked.

"My name is Li Wuyou. I've been hungry for a long time. May I borrow your heart and liver to fill my stomach?"

"Are there any other methods, such as luring in demons or sending in ghost soldiers to attack?"

"My name is Li Wuyou. I've been hungry for a long time. May I borrow your heart and liver to fill my stomach?"

"Or did they secretly send someone to sabotage the gate to hell we just built?"

"My name is Li Wuyou. I've been hungry for a long time. May I borrow your heart and liver to fill my stomach?"

Fill in the blanks, all you know how to do is eat hearts and livers!

Chen Mu couldn't help but roll his eyes.

He tried countless times, but no matter how he tried to provoke her, she would only say the same thing over and over again.

It's truly bizarre, but it's also truly idiotic.

Although the Worry-Free King appears in human form, his inner consciousness is as chaotic as that of the demon, making communication impossible.

Chen Mu pursed his lips and skillfully activated his Yin Spirit Divine Power.

Draw from the Yellow Springs!
A mass of water from the River of Oblivion suddenly appeared beside Li Wuyou, enveloping him completely before he could struggle or dodge.

He then beckoned with his finger, and the water ball quickly pulled Li Wuyou closer to him.

But after moving forward only a meter or two, it was as if they had crossed a certain warning line, and the phantom image of a surging river suddenly appeared around the boulder.

Li Wuyou, immersed in the illusory image, was like a flickering light and shadow on a curtain. His entire body swelled and became illusory. In the blink of an eye, he was impacted and dispersed by the illusory image of the river, and then disappeared along with the illusory image of the river.

A moment later, an exact replica of Li Wuyou appeared right where the other had been standing.

"My name is Li Wuyou. I've been hungry for a long time. May I borrow your heart and liver to fill my stomach?"

Tsk!
That's fucking difficult.

Chen Mu couldn't help but grin.

He himself couldn't remember how many Li Wuyous he had tricked into the River of Oblivion, yet they kept appearing one after another.

"If such a powerful demon can be used by Qingyang City, how powerful must the city lord Xiao Laogui mentioned by Lü Liang be?"

Just thinking about it makes his scalp tingle.

How did I get into this trouble?

As expected, I still have to hide in the outer heavens.

He couldn't help but look towards the River of Oblivion, where a familiar gray-white archway appeared—it was the Gate of Hell.

Several months passed, and the spirits of Feng'an City, united in their efforts, finally completed the construction.

Once the bottomless pool is opened and enough Yin spiritual power is stored in it, the River of Oblivion can be moved, the Ferry to the Underworld can be activated, and the Outer Heavens can be moved.

"As long as we get to the outer reaches of the heavens, separated by the void, we will definitely be able to get rid of Li Wuyou's entanglement."

"Moreover, staying away from the underworld will surely help us avoid the troubles of Qingyang City." Chen Mu breathed a sigh of relief; the weight that had been pressing on his heart for the past few months had finally been lifted.

……

"The city lord of Feng'an City has probably used the Gates of Hell to go to the Outer Heaven."

"The Netherworld Stone used to draw people back from the Gates of Hell was hidden among the many spirits in Feng'an City."

"The Secret Service has ordered us to do everything we can to keep everyone in Feng'an City on the riverbank until Lord Lü returns."

At night, on the edge of the Feng'an City camp by the Wangchuan River, Hu Mang, Shen Bu, Zhang Erwen, and Han gathered around a small fire and talked quietly.

"Are you suggesting we destroy the Gates of Hell?" Zhang Er's small eyes widened in surprise.

Hu Mang glanced at the other person but didn't say anything.

"This is basically sending us to our deaths!" Shen Bu couldn't help but glare.

"With the Secret Service's spells on you, do you dare refuse?" Hu Mang glanced at the other party.

Shen Bu gritted his teeth and punched the air hard.

"The Gate of Hell is extremely secure; you'd need special methods to break through it," Wen Han said, smacking his lips. "Even with methods, you'd still have to find a way to get close to the Gate of Hell."

"That thing is guarded day and night by 20,000 ghost soldiers. Tsk tsk, this is not a good situation..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked up and saw that Hu Mang and the other two were staring at him at the same time.

Wenhan's eyes widened instantly.

"Why are you all looking at me! I'm just a support soldier, there's no way I could possibly get close to the gates of hell!"

Hu Mang and the other two remained silent, staring at Wen Han with meaningful expressions.

“I…I won’t do it!” Wen Han shouted, his neck stiff.

(End of this chapter)