My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 513 Shangyang
evening.

On the veranda outside the wooden house, Chen Mu lay in a rocking chair, squinting as he surveyed the distant Gate of Hell: "Is it really Qingyang City that's causing you trouble?"

“After you disappeared, we arrested several spies, which has confirmed this,” Lü Liang said.

"But Qingyang City has no shortage of experts, so why are they only trapping us by the Wangchuan River? It shouldn't be difficult to send more people to deal with us," Chen Mu wondered.

"We suspect that Qingyang City may have some scheme against the city lord."

"Before the city lord left, he used a secret method to scatter and hide the Netherworld Stones among the people of Feng'an City. Wherever the spirits of Feng'an City are, the city lord will appear there when he returns from the Outer Heaven."

"The reason for surrounding them without killing them is probably just to wait for the city lord to return." Lu Shisan's expression was grim.

"Then why don't you arrest all of you?" Chen Mu asked, puzzled.

"Where can we take him? Qingyang City?" Lü Liang shook his head: "If we really persecute our generals so openly, the other cities will probably rebel immediately."

"Besides, when King Wuyou appeared, we were already prisoners." Lü Liang sighed and looked helplessly at the strange face that was faintly visible three miles away by the river.

That's absolutely right.

The Worry-Free King can lock onto a person's aura and can create countless clones. Running away would mean certain death; they could only cower in one place and eke out a living. Thinking about it this way, their group had become prisoners.

Immediately, Chen Mu had a bad feeling.

"This gate of hell is probably not very safe."

Since the people of Feng'an City are to be used as bait, it is impossible to let them go to the Outer Heaven. Destroying the Gate of Hell is almost inevitable.

With a thought, a surge of Yin spiritual power transformed into a silver thread, which then burrowed into the void between his brows and disappeared.

Lu Shisan shuddered, slowly opened his eyes, and respectfully clasped his hands in thanks: "Thank you, sir, for passing on the secret method of crossing mountains."

Chen Mu waved his hand: "You two take turns to keep the 20,000 Yin soldiers in a state of constant aggregation, protecting the Gate of Hell day and night."

"We also need to mobilize all the spirits in the city to release their divine power and fill the bottomless pool as soon as possible. We'd better head to the Outer Heaven as soon as possible."

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became. He didn't care about the depletion of his magical power and activated the Listening Technique, which covered a radius of twenty miles around him.

After carefully discerning the energy of the various Yin spirits, he found that there were no abnormal life rhythms beyond the norm, which put his mind at ease.

Well, with Lü Liang's Lü Shisan leading the Yin soldiers to resist, plus my perfect Five Dragons Scripture, whose power is comparable to that of a divine embryo, blocking the way.

Even if someone does come to cause trouble, it wouldn't be difficult to stop them... well, probably?
Chen Mu was conflicted and couldn't help but grit his teeth.

He only possessed the Five Dragons Scripture, which was comparable to a divine embryo, but he never truly cultivated a divine embryo.

One divine spirit can be blocked, but two...

Difficult to handle!

Actually, it would be safer to hide the Gate of Hell in Thousand Lanterns City, but with Li Wuyou watching him from the side, he was afraid that if he opened the door, the other party would sneak into the cave.

Thousand Lanterns City is my safe house, my backyard; I can't let this monster intrude.

"Why didn't Qingyang City cause trouble before it was completed? The Gate of Hell wouldn't have been finished then, wouldn't it have been easier to destroy it?" Lü Liang frowned in confusion: "Did they not receive news of our construction of the Gate of Hell? Or do they want to interrupt us when we are about to succeed and destroy the belief of the entire Feng'an City?"

Chen Mu was equally puzzled.

He has been living in constant fear for the past three months.

……

At the very edge of the Feng'an City camp, inside a brown, bowl-shaped stone house where mud was transformed into stone using a secret method.

An elderly man in a gray shirt and short jacket, with gray hair, stared expressionlessly at the burly man opposite him.

"Shangyang, the city lord ordered you to destroy the Gate of Hell a month ago, but you have made all sorts of excuses to delay until today."

"If you don't take action today, you probably won't live to see tomorrow."

Shang Yang is two meters tall, quite burly, bald, and has a fierce face.

He looked up at the white-haired old man, not only unafraid, but also curling up the corners of his mouth to reveal a sinister smile.

"Destroy the Gates of Hell? No, no, no, I never intended to destroy the Gates of Hell."

"You want to take over the Gates of Hell for yourself?" A sudden realization flashed in the white-haired old man's eyes as he stared at Shang Yang with a cold expression.

"Is he very smart?" Shang Yang grinned. "But smart people don't live long."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the white-haired old man by the neck.

Click!

With a flick of his large, fan-like hand, as if breaking a sugarcane, he snapped the old man's spine.

The old man was pale, but his expression remained unchanged: "Betraying the city lord, aren't you afraid of the backlash from the curse?"

"Huh?" Shang Yang's eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly raised his hand, tearing the old man's neck apart with a tearing sound.

The expected splatter of blood did not occur; the exposed muscles were dry and dark red, resembling tender jerky.

"Tsk, the secret technique of terracotta warrior puppets? No wonder you're so fearless." Shang Yang curled his lip and casually tossed the white-haired old man's head aside.

He scoffed, "If it were just to do dirty work for Qingyang City, why would I have stayed in Daqingshan for so many years?" "Besides, once I seize this Gate of Hell and successfully reach the Outer Heaven, that damned contract and spell will only make me suffer for a few days at most."

"Backlash from the spell? Ha!"

After saying that, he strode out of the room.

As he took each step, his aura grew stronger with each step.

Black patterns appeared and spread on his bald head, and wisps of gray energy appeared around him.

In the blink of an eye, he transformed from an ordinary spirit into a ghostly soldier with demonic markings, and continued to climb upwards at an extremely rapid pace.

"Nephew! Your Uncle Shang is here! Come out and greet me, haha!"

Shang Yang laughed loudly, his booming voice echoing along the banks of the River of Oblivion.

He then slightly bent his knees.

collapse!
Like a taut bowstring suddenly released, the ground abruptly sank, and billowing dust scattered in all directions.

Shang Yang was launched into the air, creating a shockwave in mid-air, and then shot straight towards the center of the camp.

He crashed into the thatched hut like a meteorite falling from the sky, accompanied by a fierce gust of air.

boom!
The thatched hut that had been with Chen Mu for several years was instantly shattered and overturned by the powerful shockwave.

Thirty meters away, Chen Mu, surrounded by black smoke, landed carrying Lü Liang and Lü Shisan, his face grim as he stared at them.

“He is Shangyang, the One-Horned Ghost King of Daqingshan City. He and my father were both Yin soldiers in Qingyang City. We haven’t had any contact since he left Qingyang City. His appearance now is probably not a friendly one!” Lü Liang’s face was grim.

Shang Yang stared at Lü Liang with a grin: "Leave the Gates of Hell to me, and I can take you to the Outer Heavens with me, otherwise..."

hum!
The air suddenly trembled.

A cloud of gray mist hung overhead, and the silhouette of a massive beetle with long, dark horns on its head and a hideous, dark carapace on its body appeared and disappeared within the gray mist.

An invisible pressure suddenly swept across, and the Thousand Blade Camp's ghost soldiers, who had quickly gathered, swayed as if they had been drinking, and many of them collapsed in the blink of an eye.

"You're the backup plan left behind by Lü Yuan, aren't you?" Shang Yang stared at Chen Mu with great interest. "You're clearly just a ghost-patterned Yin soldier, yet you can still stand in front of my divine embryo dharma image. Interesting."

"Unfortunately, ghost soldiers are just ghost soldiers; they can never compare to a divine embryo. You'd better submit obediently." Shang Yang forced a fierce smile.

"In view of the hard work you put into refining the Gate of Hell, I can take you to the Outer Heavens together."

"You really intend to take us to the Outer Heavens?" Chen Mu frowned.

This person doesn't seem to be here to destroy the Gates of Hell.

"Of course." Shang Yang spread his hands, looking completely at ease.

"Qingyang City sent me here to destroy the Gate of Hell. But I've changed my mind; I want to use the Gate of Hell to reach the Outer Heavens."

“I also need your help to maintain the Gate of Hell. As long as you don’t cause me any trouble, I don’t mind helping you get rid of the entanglement in Qingyang City.”

Chen Mu was immediately interested.

It's just a gate to hell, not some rare magical artifact. What harm would it do if they gave it to them? They can always rebuild it.

Rather than fighting to the death with this Ghost King, it would be better to cooperate and escape together before Qingyang City can react.

Upon seeing Chen Mu's expression, Shang Yang immediately smiled. With a thought, he withdrew his Dharma form and earnestly advised, "Old Ghost Xiao is narrow-minded. Over the years, he has suffered suppression in various cities."

"Now that City Lord Lü is about to advance to the Yin God realm, Old Ghost Xiao must have even more ruthless methods up his sleeve."

"Instead of fighting and killing each other, it would be better for the two sides to join forces. Leave the Gate of Hell to me, and the two cities can unite their forces to reach the Outer Heaven more quickly and safely."

"I have no objection." Chen Mu nodded immediately.
Although the Five Dragons Scripture was powerful, it was not a true divine embryo. Faced with the Yin Spirit of the divine embryo, he couldn't help but tremble. If he could turn enemies into friends, that would be the best outcome.

He then looked at Lü Liang and Lü Shisan: "And you two?"

The two exchanged a glance, and despite their unpleasant expressions, they nodded helplessly.

Shang Yang was overjoyed and strode over to Chen Mu and the other two: "Then this Gate of Hell..."

“Of course, this Gate of Hell can be handed over to King Shang, but you must protect us and help us build our own Gate of Hell.” Chen Mu did not press the matter further.

The Gate of Hell is related to the Shifting Heaven and Earth. He knows very well that Shang Yang will not give up control and will definitely not be able to protect the Gate of Hell in front of him if he wants to cooperate.

“No problem!” Shang Yang immediately nodded in agreement.

Chen Mu breathed a sigh of relief and immediately flipped his right hand, handing a black-covered scripture with curled edges to Shang Yang.

"The secret technique for controlling the Gates of Hell is called the Jade Gate Curse, and it is hidden in this Eastern Longevity Scripture."

"The reason we were able to build the Gate of Hell is entirely due to this secret scripture."

"As long as the Ghost King recites and comprehends it earnestly, he will surely be able to understand its incantation," Chen Mu said sincerely.

"Really?" Shang Yang stared at Lü Liang and Lü Shisan.

"Of course." The two exchanged a glance, their faces solemn.

(End of this chapter)