My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 633 Peach God Lord

At dusk, at Wanjing Cave.

"Three thousand pieces of white jade? What a fat sheep!" Lu Han chuckled as he leaned against the counter by the door.

"Here, take these two thousand pieces of white jade and divide them among you lads." Hu Buwei nodded with a smile, while pushing a wooden box to Lu Han.

"Which secret technique did he choose?" Lu Han opened the wooden box, grabbed a handful of white jade and threw it down, listening to the clinking sound, and asked casually.

"The Nine Lives Dividing Tribulation Technique." Hu Buwei didn't hide it.

"Does our Hundred Illusions Sect possess such a secret technique?" Lu Han asked in confusion.

"I just wrote it yesterday," Hu Buwei said calmly.

Lu Han: "..."

"It does have some useful applications," Hu Buwei chuckled. "But how many useful applications it can have depends on how well he practices it."

"You old man, you're fooling people again." Lu Han shook his head, both amused and exasperated.

"Don't say that. After all... I'm not the only one fooling people." Hu Buwei smiled and remained unmoved.

"The other secret techniques for avoiding calamities and disasters can only block curse killing techniques. If you think you can use those things to block the heavenly punishment of the Pure Yang Dao Ancestor, you're dreaming. The loopholes in the Thousand Machine Sect are not so easy to exploit."

"Aren't you afraid that after he achieves success in his cultivation, he'll come back and cause you trouble?" Lu Han asked with interest.

"Then he'll have to survive the Five Thunderbolts from the Pure Yang Dao Ancestor before he can come and settle accounts with me." Hu Buwei smiled rather cunningly: "Moreover, my secret technique still has some uses. If he is really killed by the thunder technique, it can only mean that he didn't practice it well enough."

Lu Han: "..."

Tsk!

You old geezer, your heart is truly filthy!

……

Inside the cliffside cave, Chen Mu frowned and stared intently at the jade tablet in front of him.

As magical power surged in, complex and ancient information instantly flooded into his mind.

After a long while, he slowly came back to his senses.

"Refining a substitute artifact, Peach God Lord, to share the burden of the calamity technique? It seems to follow the same path as the other secret techniques, and I can't see anything special about it." He scratched his head.

I spent an extra 300 white jades to choose this secret technique. Is that old man Hu trying to scam me?

"Perhaps it's because I haven't mastered it yet," Chen Mu thought uncertainly.

Some secret techniques are like this: they seem ordinary on the surface, but once you master them to a high level, they will reveal their amazing effects.

This "Nine Lives Dividing Calamity Technique" sounds intimidating; it might just be this kind of secret technique.

Thinking of this, Chen Mu couldn't help but feel a sense of certainty.

Hu Buwei is an elder of the Hundred Illusions Sect, and he is very knowledgeable. The secret technique he taught me must have something special about it.

After all... it cost an extra three hundred white jades.

"Read a book a hundred times and its meaning will become clear. If you have mastered secret techniques and experience ten thousand times, their profound mysteries will naturally emerge."

"It's just the liver, we've got experience with that!"

Chen Mu immediately began to bury himself in constructing the fundamental talisman of the Nine Lives Tribulation Technique within the jade seed.

In the following days, he changed his usual ways. Instead of leaving Prison Valley early, he stayed in the valley and dug for demonic stones, sometimes for an entire day.

On the surface, he appears to be diligently practicing demon-slaying techniques, but in reality, he has been cultivating the Nine Lives Tribulation Technique.

After returning to his cave at night, he chanted the incantation for the Tribulation Dividing Technique all night long, and whenever he had free time, he pondered the Peach God's refining plan.

His early mornings and late nights, coupled with his low-key approach, quickly made him inconspicuous. The crowd that had been gossiping about him soon lost interest and shifted their focus.

……

More than twenty days later, late at night.

The fog was so thick in the depths of the Prison Valley that one could not see a person more than three meters away.

The surroundings were silent, with only occasional howls and strange whistles echoing through the thick fog, creating a somewhat terrifying and eerie atmosphere.

At a certain moment, with a soft "poof" sound, a slight gust of air rolled outwards, revealing Chen Mu's figure.

For some time now, Chen Mu has devoted almost all his energy to cultivating the Nine Lives Tribulation Technique. His progress is encouraging; at this moment, a gray flame-shaped magic rune is leaping within the jade seed.

With a thought, the gray wall appeared, and Chen Mu skillfully found one of the entries.

Nine Lives Dividing Calamity Technique: 1226/10000;

"I've already mastered the secret technique; it's time to begin refining the Peach God." He nodded in satisfaction.

The key to the Nine Lives Secret Technique lies in the Peach God, a special magical artifact capable of sharing the burden of calamities.

According to the secret method, the Peach God needs to use the rare peach tree from the Imprisoned Valley, Ink Silver.

This peach tree, having been corrupted by the demonic energy of the Imprisoned Valley and further absorbed the light of the sun, moon, stars, and heavens through the sealing techniques of the Hundred Illusions Sect, has generated a unique and ever-changing aura.

By forging a Peach God from the core of a silver peach wood in ink, and connecting it with the spirit of the refiner, one can conjure the refiner's aura. When the backlash from the Daoist Contract arrives, one can deceive the heavens and divide the backlash, thereby reducing the damage from the calamity spell.

More importantly, the more Peach God Lord refines, the stronger the effect of warding off calamities becomes.

"If I could train a Peach God of War with ten thousand or eight thousand..."

"hiss!"

"These three hundred white jade flowers are worth it!" Chen Mu exclaimed with delight as he strode into the thick fog.

Not far along, at the base of the cliff, they found a strange peach tree, its branches twisted and tangled, barely taller than a person. Its branches, leaves, and petals were black, making the entire tree appear as if it had been soaked in ink. Only the flower buds at the tips of the branches shimmered silver, like stars in the sky.

"Ink Silver!"

As early as when he first encountered the Tribulation Division Technique, he released two Crimson Feather Magic Swords to roam the depths of the Imprisoned Valley, using his Listening Divine Power to search for the mutated peach tree. The one before him was the one he found nine days ago.

Having just mastered the art of calamity, he immediately came to collect peach wood cores.

Reaching out and pressing down on the peach wood main pole, which was only as thick as a bowl, Chen Mu activated the secret technique accompanying the Dividing Tribulation Technique.

As a strange force pierced into the tree trunk, a faint yet incredibly resilient aura returned to his hand.

"It's done!"

Chen Mu was overjoyed, knowing that this was a special power nurtured by the Ink Silver. But when he tried to extract the peach wood core containing this power, he felt his palm go empty, as if he had grasped a ball of air.

"So, someone beat us to it?"

Chen Mu shook his head helplessly.

"As expected, I wasn't the only one trying to exploit loopholes in the contract."

Chen Mu stopped thinking about it and turned to find the next Ink Silver plant.

Zhu Yu's magic sword searched for more than ten days in the Imprisoned Valley and reaped a rich harvest. The exotic peach tree before him was just one of them.

……

Two days later, late at night, in a cave on the cliff.

A thick cotton mattress was laid on the stone bed. Chen Mu sat cross-legged on the bed, staring at the black wooden puppet on the low square table in front of him.

The little wooden puppet was about the size of a palm, entirely black, with a glimmer of silver shining through its crescent-shaped eyes that were barely open.

It wore loose-fitting clothes, and its head was tied in a high ponytail with a black rope. Its face bore a seven or eight-tenths resemblance to Chen Mu, with a slightly upturned corner of its mouth carrying a malicious smile.

"this is me?"

"That's not me at all!"

"How could I possibly smile like a treacherous villain!"

Chen Mu stared at the little wooden puppet's wicked grin, filled with resentment.

Two days ago, he retrieved a piece of exotic peach wood core, about the length of a forearm, from the depths of the Prison Valley. That very night, he began to use the Nine Lives Tribulation Technique to refine the Peach God.

The peach wood core slowly softened and deformed, and after two days and nine rounds of refining, it became the palm-sized puppet Peach God before us.

"The difference in appearance must mean there's something wrong with the Divide and Conquer Technique!"

Chen Mu pursed his lips and looked at the experience points on the gray wall in front of him.

Nine Lives Dividing Calamity Technique: 2397/10000;

As he listened to the feedback from the gray wall, Chen Mu's tense expression finally began to relax.

"Although Peach God has some flaws in appearance, he still has his uses."

The backlash from the Daoist Contract mainly stems from the spiritual energy. The palm-sized wooden puppet on the table is connected to his own energy; if a backlash were to occur, a portion of it would inevitably be taken away by Peach God.

"I just don't know what percentage we'll get."

Thinking of this, a thought struck him.

"The Peach God Lord relied on the illusionary energy and spiritual connection to divert the backlash from the contract."

"Seriously speaking, the connection between the Heavenly Demon Body and myself is much closer than that between Peach God Lord, and it might even have the function of sharing the burden of the calamity technique!"

Sacrifice the celestial demon's body to avert calamity?

Chen Mu shook his head.

He couldn't bear it.

Upon closer examination, the secret techniques he now possesses are indeed more powerful than the Yin Spirit side secret techniques brought about by his Heavenly Demon Body.

"We still need to refine a few more Peach God Lords."

……

The Wanjing Cave was pitch black and silent in the dead of night.

Behind the tightly closed stone door, Hu Buwei sat with his eyes closed in the backrest chair, like a statue.

“Primal Qi! I sensed Primal Qi.” A rough, hoarse voice rang in Hu Buwei’s mind.

"Nine Heads, it seems your Nine Lives Tribulation Technique is starting to take effect," Hu Buwei responded in his mind.

"Thank you for helping me distribute the Nine Lives Tribulation Technique," Nine Heads said with a grin.

"If it weren't for those Dao soldiers extracting the sealed power to refine Peach God, my original body wouldn't have had the chance to reveal its source energy."

"It's just mutually beneficial," Hu Buwei said calmly.

"Don't worry, once I've gathered enough primordial energy and completely broken free from the seal, I'll immediately help you reshape your form." Nine Heads vowed, "At that time, you will be able to cultivate the Heavenly Demon True Body in one fell swoop, break through the lifespan limit, and your cultivation will be comparable to the Dao Foundation."

(End of this chapter)