My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 528 Trading
Five days later, at Beiganzi Mountain in Luandu County.

Nestled beneath an inconspicuous low hill in the midst of a range of mountains lies a vast cavern.

Inside the cave, water flows gently, and on the sharp stalactites at the top, scattered fluorescent algae emit a warm, white glow, dispelling the darkness inside the cave.

In the center of the cave, there is a platform about the size of two living rooms, where more than a dozen people with masks covering their faces are gathered.

“I have ten Void Cloth Talismans, which allow one to walk on air at the speed of two horses, each capable of traveling at least a hundred miles. In exchange, I will give you six pieces of white jade or four bottles of Bigu Pills,” said a tall man wearing a red ghost mask.

“Give it to me, and I’ll give you two bottles of fasting pills and two hundred catties of yellow sprout rice, how about it?” The gaunt old man wearing a monkey-face mask spoke first.

“Changed!” The masked man immediately nodded.

"If you have any more, I can exchange some more with white jade coins," the old man in the monkey-faced mask continued.

The masked man hesitated for a moment, then shook his head: "Never mind, I want to use it too."

"Old Sun, have you heard anything?" A man wearing a pig-face mask asked the old man with a monkey face.

Old Sun nodded slightly: "Pingfufang in Jiangyang County next door was raided by the Black Dogs, so I'm preparing to leave Luandu County."

Upon hearing this, everyone's breathing quickened, and the atmosphere instantly became heavy.

"Damn black dog!" the masked man couldn't help but curse.

These words immediately resonated with the crowd, who indignantly echoed them.

"We, dignified Qi cultivators, have been forced to flee in all directions by a group of mortals! Those lowly people... those lowly people are utterly rebellious!"

"If it weren't for the dissipation of the earth's spiritual energy and the difficulty in restoring my magical power, I would have slaughtered eighteen cities and taught these lowly people a lesson!"

"Why hasn't anyone gone to cut off that mortal emperor's dog head?"

"Don't worry, most of the royal bloodline of the Jia family of the Great Qian Dynasty has been killed by the secret curse of the Qi Refining cultivators. He won't live much longer!"

"..."

After cursing for a while, the crowd fell silent, shaking their heads and sighing.

Although it was somewhat embarrassing, the reality was that those ordinary people they used to look down on could now threaten their lives, and they had no choice but to flee.

The man in the pig-faced mask cautiously probed Old Man Sun, "Have you found a safe place? Could you tell us about it?"

Old Man Sun, wearing the monkey-face mask, shook his head slightly: "Those black-skinned bastards are like dogs with noses. If they stay in one place for too long, they will definitely be discovered. Under the rule of the Great Qian Dynasty in the mortal world, where is there any safe place?"

"Then you?"

"I plan to go to the outskirts of the Ten Thousand Mountains to take a look. I heard that some people there have organized a fleet of boats to travel along the Tongtian River to Haizhou to seek refuge." Old Sun did not hide anything.

"Could it be a trap?"

"It's possible, but I also think it's true that many fellow Daoists are preparing to traverse the Ten Thousand Mountains." Old Sun shook his head slightly.

"The Great Qian Dynasty is arresting Qi cultivators everywhere. We can't just sit here and wait to die. Rather than hiding here and there, we should risk our lives to cross the Ten Thousand Mountains."

"If I think this way, those fellow cultivators who are stronger than us probably think the same way. If we all get together, we might really be able to cross the Hundred Thousand Mountains."

"That makes sense!" Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Alright, let's exchange the resources we have first. As for where to go from here, that's up to you all to decide," the monkey-faced old man waved his hand to interrupt.

The crowd immediately fell silent and took out the talismans, pills, and dried beast meat they had.

Not far behind them, Chen Mu quietly watched them talk. This was the second time he had observed them exchanging resources.

Thinking about what they had just said, he couldn't help but sigh.

"I never imagined that Qi cultivators in the Great Qian Dynasty would be in such a miserable state."

"Is that black dog someone who specializes in capturing Qi Refiners? How can ordinary martial artists challenge Qi Refiners?"

"I really need to stay in the Divine Statue Cave for a while longer." Although the Divine Statue Cave is like a cage, it is truly safe!

"It's a pity I still have to go out and earn jade coins." Chen Mu couldn't help but sigh. He only had a little over two hundred jade coins, which wasn't enough to support his long-term cultivation.

Thinking of this, he looked at the group of people haggling and couldn't help but smile.

"I never imagined that fasting pills would become so popular."

Among the resources exchanged, the Bigu Pill and the white jade coins were the most popular. The white jade coins could provide the earth's spiritual energy to restore magical power. As for the Bigu Pill, it could keep the Qi cultivator from going hungry.

Although the physique of a Qi cultivator changes, their appetite, though not as enormous as that of a demon or heretic, still far surpasses that of an ordinary person. To satisfy their appetite with mortal food, a Qi cultivator would need to eat the equivalent of seven or eight ordinary people's meals, and would digest them very quickly.

The Bigu Pill, made from the essence of the five grains, is easy to carry and contains vital energy; one pill can last for three days, making it the first choice for fleeing Qi cultivators.

"If only I had kept more back then," Chen Mu said with regret.

Back in Chicken Cage Road, he earned Dao merit and white jade money by refining Bigu Pills for Danbao Pavilion.

The gray wall provided feedback that Chen Mu's alchemy skills were superb, and his success rate in making pills far exceeded that of Tongji University, so he intercepted a lot of Bigu pills.

Even though he sold most of them for money, he still had more than seven or eight hundred bottles of fasting pills in his hands.

"Previously, each bottle of Bigu Pills only cost one white jade coin, but now it's three white jade coins for two bottles of Bigu Pills. What a great thing!"

As long as he sells this batch of fasting pills, he can immediately obtain nearly a thousand white jade coins, enough to support his cultivation for half a year!

"The problem now is how to get rid of this batch of fasting pills."

It's unrealistic to expect these seven or eight rogue cultivators to completely digest the food; we need to cast a wide net and sell it on a large scale.

Chen Mu looked at the old man with the monkey-face mask and narrowed his eyes.

He couldn't personally go out and sell his wares; he preferred to have someone act as an intermediary. That way, if anything went wrong, they wouldn't be able to find him. This was an experience he had gained over more than ten years of spiritual practice.

After watching for so long, he realized that the old man was the organizer of the gathering.

"You're quick-witted and experienced, you're the one!" Chen Mu immediately smiled.

……

North of Ganzishan, on a small hill.

Wearing a monkey-face mask, Old Sun stood quietly in the middle of the forest, occasionally observing and listening to his surroundings.

After a long while, he finally let out a long sigh, took off his mask, and revealed a wrinkled, dark brown, withered old face.

The next moment, he took a deep breath, his facial skin began to tighten and turn white, his white hair slowly turned black, and his height increased by two fingers.

In the blink of an eye, he transformed from a thin, short old man into a fair-skinned young man.

After changing into new clothes and burning the old ones, the young man surnamed Sun covered his face with the hood of his cloak, took out a magic talisman, and prepared to leave the small mountain.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw a tall, strong young man standing not far behind him.

when? !

Sun Ke's pupils suddenly contracted, and he was stunned into place.

"Old Sun?" Chen Mu smiled enigmatically. "You are indeed very experienced."

The young man's actions—changing his height, appearance, and even his aura—reminded him of more than a decade ago. Back then, he was always extremely cautious whenever he went out. It was precisely this caution that allowed him to cultivate safely to this day.

"I've found the right person," Chen Mu thought with a smile.

The air can be contained for a hundred miles!

boom!
A muffled thud, and dirt flew everywhere.

Sun Ke, who outwardly wore a fawning smile but secretly intended to use a secret technique to escape, was immediately slammed to the ground and rendered unable to move.

"Don't be afraid, I won't kill you. I just want you to help me sell some things."

As Chen Mu spoke, he activated the Heart-to-Heart Mantra.

A thin black thread suddenly flew out from the concentric rope binding the hair on top of his head. Like a steel needle, it pierced into Sun Ke's spine with a whoosh.

Feeling the synesthetic connection transmitted by the Seven Sons United Gu, Chen Mu smiled and said, "Of course, you can refuse. I will definitely not make things difficult for you."

Sun Ke: "..."

Don't want to put me in a difficult position?
So what's crawling around in my spine right now?
You shameless scoundrel!

(End of this chapter)