My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 521: Sometime
On the boundless River of Oblivion.

With a muffled bang, a shockwave exploded in mid-air.

Sensing the barely perceptible fluctuations emanating from the Soul-Locking Bell at his waist, Qian Huan adjusted his direction as he flew away.

Suddenly, a gray stone bridge appeared.

Qian Huan quickly looked around and discovered that in addition to the Yinming insects, there was also a group of Yin soldiers walking on the stone bridge.

"Finally made it!"

He breathed a sigh of relief, immediately flew onto the bridge, and quickly chased after them.

Qian Huan knew that these Yin soldiers were living gods who had signed the Treaty of Conferment of Gods, and they all came from Feng'an City.

The person he was looking for had used the same substitution technique as him and was hiding among the hundred-plus ghost soldiers.

Qian Huan held the white jade bell and glanced ahead out of the corner of his eye. Soon, a tall young man dressed in a gray outfit came into view.

The other person had their hair casually tied in a bun with a black rope, with two strands of black hair falling loose on either side of their forehead. They had a half-smile on their face and looked quite ordinary. At that moment, they were talking in hushed tones to the short, stocky figure in black beside them.

Not Lüliang?

Did Feng'an City really know that Qingyang City was planning to create a second King Wuyou? Was their trip to the mortal realm solely to sabotage the plan?
Qian Huan concealed his emotions and glanced again in the direction of the gray-clad youth out of the corner of his eye.

Then he discovered that the two people who had been standing there just moments before had suddenly vanished!

He was startled and instinctively looked up to search, when a chilling voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Who are you looking for?

"me?"

The next moment, a blank face suddenly appeared from his side, staring intently at him!

when? !

Qian Huan froze, not even noticing how the other person had appeared in front of him.

What if the other party suddenly uses ruthless tactics... Ouch!

He tried to suppress his rapidly beating heart and looked at Chen Mu with a puzzled expression: "Young brother, what makes you say that?"

"You've been sneaking peeks at us the whole time, weren't you just watching us?" Chen Mu sneered.

"Was I looking at you? I was admiring the face of Lord Meng!" Qian Huan feigned displeasure.

Chen Mu recalled the positions where the two had been standing and realized that they had indeed blocked the other person's view, causing his expression to freeze.

"You're really not a spy from Qingyang City?" Could there be a mistake?

"A spy from Qingyang City? Ha!" Qian Huan revealed a contemptuous smile: "I am a member of the Qian family of Baojiang City. Even if I agree myself, that old ghost Xiao can't afford to hire me."

Baojiang City? Isn't it Qingyang City?

Who is Qianjia? Is it very famous?
"The Bridge of Helplessness here is not far from our Feng'an City, but it is extremely remote compared to other cities. Is it just a coincidence that you, an outsider, are here?" Chen Mu stared at the other person with suspicion.

Qian Huan breathed a sigh of relief, but on the surface he showed an annoyed expression that his secret had been discovered.

He glanced at the ghostly soldiers watching him, hesitated for a moment, and then feigned helplessness before saying, "I did come here specifically because this place is close to the Southern Liang Mountains and is in a remote location."

"As for the reason..."

He sighed, resignedly took out two black leather scrolls, unfolded them, and showed them to Chen Mu.

Baojiang City, Qianning?
A substitute for a dead person?

Chen Mu raised an eyebrow as he looked at the two identical copies of the Investiture of the Gods in the other person's hand.

"I am Qian Huan from the Qian family of Baojiang City, and this person next to me is my cousin Qian Ning. We have some matters to attend to in the mortal realm," Qian Huan said, pointing to the dull-looking young man in gray beside him.

"Because we can't make a big fuss, we specifically came to this remote area." After saying that, he took out a bronze plaque with a ghost face and handed it to Chen Mu to examine.

Although he was only from a collateral branch, he was indeed a member of the Qian family. Under normal circumstances, he would not be a spy in Qingyang City, which is why he dared to appear openly in front of Chen Mu and the others.

Chen Mu looked at the bronze medal, unsure of what to do, and couldn't help but look at Le Dian.

The short, stocky man stared at the bronze plaque for a long while before nodding slightly to Chen Mu: "Baojiang City is a garrison city under the jurisdiction of Yinshan Prefecture. The Qian family is a trusted confidant of the prefect. If he is truly a direct descendant of the Qian family, Qingyang City really cannot afford to hire him as a spy."

Chen Mu understood.

So, the reason the other party ran to this Bridge of Helplessness is because they also used the substitution technique to sneak into the mortal world, and therefore needed to find a secluded place to avoid being discovered and exposed?
Tsk!
Isn't that awkward?

Then Chen Mu's expression suddenly changed, and he stared at Qian Huan with a solemn look: "Who did you say you were?"

Qian Huan was startled. Had he revealed a flaw somewhere?

“I…I am Qian Huan from Baojiang City?” He felt his heart jump into his throat.

"I've heard so much about you! Welcome!" Chen Mu suddenly burst into laughter, cupping his hands in a familiar greeting, as if the questioning and interrogation from before had never happened.

Qian Huan: "..."

This guy's face changes faster than turning the pages of a book, he's insane!
He almost attacked just now!
“Qingyang City has been targeting Feng’an in every way lately,” Chen Mu said with a helpless expression.

“Even street vendors in the city could be spies for the other side, making us all extremely nervous. We have wronged you, and we are truly sorry!” He apologized sincerely.

"Let's go, let's hurry and go to ask Lord Meng for help to go to the mortal world." As he spoke, he pulled Qian Huan towards the octagonal pavilion in a familiar manner.

Qian Huan felt extremely uncomfortable, but he had no choice but to pretend to be calm and chat casually as he walked.

"I heard that Lord Lü of Feng'an City really gave Old Ghost Xiao of Qingyang City a hard time, is that true?" "It's not that exaggerated, it's just that Old Ghost Xiao went too far..."

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the pavilion, where everyone stood respectfully facing Lord Meng. Then, they raised the Investiture of the Gods book with both hands and bowed slightly to Lord Meng.

The sculpted cybernetic Meng Po slightly raised her right hand, and a cold, invisible force enveloped everyone around her.

The group bowed in gratitude once more, then left the pavilion one by one, following the Yinming insect as it left the bridgehead and headed towards the thick fog not far from the riverbank.

As Chen Mu walked with the group, he curiously reached out in front of him, carefully sensing the invisible yet tangible power, which felt like a cool current.

"The Gate of Hell at the Bridge of Helplessness is extremely special; it is the gate for the souls of the dead to be reborn, and there are many trials inside." Qian Huan leaned closer to Chen Mu: "We didn't drink the Rebirth Wine, and entering rashly would only lead to our death. We are safe only because of the protection of Lord Meng's divine power."

"What if we don't have it?" Chen Mu asked curiously, clutching the cool airflow.

"At best, you'll fall into the wrong training ground; at worst, you'll be torn to pieces by the void." Qian Huan shrugged.

Chen Mu's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly withdrew his hand, not daring to probe any further.

After walking for a short while in the thick fog, the view suddenly opened up, and a hillside appeared before them. Its surroundings were covered with clusters of fiery red flowers, and a white jade archway, three to five stories high, stood quietly at the top of the hillside.

The archway was inlaid with silver threads, and the water inside the gate rippled like a curtain, and the inside was also a vast expanse of white, unlike the usual gates of hell.

Meanwhile, those Netherworld Insects were lining up and floating inside one by one.

……

At the top of the hillside, Chen Mu looked expectantly at the White Jade Gate of Hell.

"As long as I walk through this door, I can successfully travel to the mortal realm?" After wandering around for several years, I can finally return to the mortal realm.

“Of course.” Qian Huan took two steps closer to Chen Mu with a smile, then glanced at Qian Ning, who was already standing behind Le Dian, his eyes filled with icy coldness: “Don’t be afraid, just keep moving forward. With the God-King’s protection, you’re very safe.”

Upon hearing this, Chen Mu raised his right foot with anticipation and stepped towards the gates of hell.

But the next moment, he suddenly withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Qian Huan.

"Are you trying to destroy the divine power within me, then control Yue Dian, leaving me alone to fall into the gates of hell and get lost inside?"

"Without the protection of the Divine Lord, and with the aura of the Divine Conferment Contract mostly obscured by secret techniques, without the assistance and guidance of the contract in Yue Dian's hands, I'm afraid I'll be crippled even if I don't die."

Qian Huan was suddenly startled. He immediately suppressed the Yin Spirit power he had just mobilized and glared angrily at Chen Mu.

How dare you slander someone's innocence out of thin air!

"Is that so?" Chen Mu's lips curled up, revealing a sinister smile.

"I still think you're like a secret agent from Qingyang City."

A wisp of black smoke with silvery light suddenly appeared beside Qian Huan, and most of the divine power of the Divine Lord surrounding him was suddenly devoured.

Qian Huan's expression changed, and before he could react, a large foot appeared in front of him.

boom!
As if struck in the face by a giant iron hammer, he suddenly leaned back and flew into the gates of hell while spinning around.

The next moment, a flash of light appeared within the shimmering water, and his figure vanished instantly.

Chen Mu turned to look at Qian Ning, who was standing there in a daze: "You must not be willing to guard the dojo for him for a hundred years, right?"

He reached in and pulled out the God-Sealing Contract from the other person's waist, and with a flash of black light, it tore it to pieces.

"I sent him to become a living god, sparing you the suffering of being confined to the temple for a hundred years. Shouldn't you thank me?"

"Thank you?" Qian Ning swallowed hard.

"You're welcome." Chen Mu said with a kind smile, then took out a black-covered scripture and handed it to Qian Ning: "Come, go over there and recite this Eastern Longevity Scripture a hundred times."

Qian Ning took the scripture with a blank expression. Before she could react to the fact that the Investiture of the Gods had been destroyed, she looked up and saw a group of burly men surrounding her. She was dragged to the side.

"Was that person really a spy from Qingyang City?" Le Dian scratched his head and walked to Chen Mu's side.

"do not know."

"Then you are..."

"The living gods are the foundation of the underworld. How dare this person use the substitution method to sneak into the mortal realm? This is a shameful betrayal of the underworld!" Chen Mu said righteously and solemnly.

"I'm teaching him to be an upright spirit!"

Le Dian: "..."

You yourself are an illegal immigrant, yet you criticize others?
Where does the face come from?

"You have a problem with that?" Chen Mu stared at Le Dian with a dark face.

Le Dian smirked and shrugged: "It's up to you."

Ah!
Chen Mu nodded slightly, a satisfied smile on his face.

From the moment they met, the bell at the other man's waist emitted a subtle rhythm. Others couldn't hear it, but it couldn't escape his keen hearing. Qian Huan was probably not a spy from Qingyang City; he was likely also after them.

Better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free; when the time comes, one cannot afford to be negligent.

"Besides, I only took half of his divine power. At most, he will suffer a little in the gates of hell and then be confined to the mortal realm for a hundred years."

"Changing the death penalty to a fixed-term imprisonment is already a good deal." A cold glint flashed in Chen Mu's eyes.

(End of this chapter)