I Am Grinding Experience in Another World

One month later, early in the morning.

Chen Mu sat cross-legged on the meditation cushion in the bedroom of his bamboo building.

A palm-sized black Moon Blade and a white Bone Sphere chased each other like fish, darting and floating through the air with a spiritual grace.

After a good while, Chen Mu opened his eyes, ending today’s Spirit Nourishing Curse practice.

After breakfast, Chen Mu lay in a bamboo rocking chair and indulged in reading a leather-bound "East Ridge Medicinal Stones Illustrated Handbook" with relish.

The East Ridge spanned tens of thousands of miles, with a climate that was moist and warm, giving birth to many unique poisonous insects and plants.

This scroll of Medicinal Stones Illustrated Handbook was originally a collection of the Yanxia Sect, recording thirty-nine unique medicinal herbs from East Ridge.

Now registered by the Scripture Transmission Institute, he had purchased a copy for just one White Jade Coin to increase his experience in Pharmaceutical Technique.

"Senior Brother, I’ve checked already—the discussion meeting organized by Vice-Director Sun should be fine," said Bai Xiuwen as he strode into the bamboo building.

Chen Mu pointed to the bamboo chair next to the short table and said, "Sit down, and give me the details."

"Thank you, Senior Brother," Bai Xiuwen bowed with clasped hands.

"Vice-Director Sun has hosted more than ten gatherings at the Mist Smoke Mountain."

"Most participants are from the Inspection Courtyard. They are frontline attackers who overthrew the Yanxia Sect, and they must have snatched quite a few good items back then."

"Fencing goods," Chen Mu nodded in understanding.

"Exactly," Bai Xiuwen nodded.

"I asked two of the participants to scout, and they spoke highly of the little Dao discussion meeting."

"Three days ago, I even blended in to check it out myself."

Chen Mu couldn’t help but cast a sideways glance.

I only asked you to scout for some information, yet you went there in person—such a big investment?

Bai Xiuwen chuckled and said, "Apart from using discussions as a front, it’s like one of the stores in Jade Spring Market."

"I suspect this little Dao meeting is actually a joint private operation by the Inspection, Civil Affairs, and Scripture Transmission Institute. Otherwise, they wouldn’t dare to be so blatant." ⱤÅΝộ𐌱Ès̩

Of course there was backing behind the meetings.

That Vice-Director Sun was flaunting his family background to him, indicating that the Dao discussion has backing and is safe.

"The people inside were sincere and enthusiastic, and they were nice to talk to."

"The items were not bad either—Secret Techniques, Magic Artifacts, Elixirs, anti-insect Elixir Pills; it was quite a variety."

"Except for requiring Daoist Cultivation, everything else is pretty good," Bai Xiuwen said with regret on his face, "You really should take a look."

Having concentrated on alchemy for a month and a half, Chen Mu was also a bit frustrated.

With backing, praised by participants, and Bai Xiuwen personally investigating, the little Dao meeting seemed indeed very safe.

"I’ll go take a look later," Chen Mu shrugged and pulled out a scroll from his sleeve to hand it to Bai Xiuwen.

"Inside are some insights of mine on the Golden Bead Talisman. Maybe it can help you condense a Talisman."

Even the always restrained Bai Xiuwen couldn’t help but let a smile spread across his face at this moment.

Being busy and scouting around was all to learn about alchemy.

Picked the right person!

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Senior Brother Qi was never so generous!

"Thank you, Senior Brother!" Bai Xiuwen immediately stood up and respectfully bowed with clasped hands.

Chen Mu acted nonchalant and waved his hand, "As long as you’re happy."

After all, it was just some understanding about the Golden Bead Talisman, it didn’t even involve the making of Fasting Pills.

To exchange this information for Bai Xiuwei’s help in gathering intelligence, Chen Mu thought it was a good deal.

Didn’t he need to buy some tea and pastries anyway when he previously went to teahouses to gather information?

Of course, his habit of secretly learning their pastry recipes was another matter.

...

There is an open plaza at the mid-slope on the south side of Mist Smoke Mountain, with a five-meter-wide stone staircase on both the north and south ends, extending up to the mountain peak and down to the mountain foot.

A row of buildings of varying heights surrounded the plaza, which used to be the primary activity area for the disciples of the previous Yanxia Sect.

In the southwest corner stood a two-story building with white walls and black tiles.

The entire second floor was open from left to right, with only a few load-bearing pillars and no partitions.

"Gentlemen, we will have a new fellow Daoist joining us later," Sun Wuhuan said seriously.

"This fellow Daoist is an Alchemist, you all should be polite to them," he warned the dozen or so people in the room with a stern look.

"It’s a shame, a potential big spender..."

"Alas, I just made up a little story last night about the origin of a Magic Artifact, and now I can’t use it."

"Director, we may not deceive him, but you can’t stop him from voluntarily buying goods, right?"

"Yes yes yes, what if he takes the initiative to buy?" a group of people chirped with uncertainty.

Sun Wuhuan widened his eyes and seriously scrutinized each person.

The crowd that was just noisy instantly dared not speak.

Suddenly, Sun Wuhuan’s face broke into a wide smile, "I want you to bring out your best tricks and hustle hard!"

"Make him gobble up as much of your goods as possible."

"Gobble until he’s stuffed, until he’s choking on it, until he’s spent all of his over four thousand Daoist Cultivation points in his pocket!"

People: "..."

"Ha!"

"Don’t worry, Director, we will definitely entertain this gullible fellow well! Ha ha..."

Having just arrived downstairs, Chen Mu: "..."

Can I still make it out of here now?

"Yo! Isn’t that Junior Brother Chen? Hurry up and come on in!" Second-floor window, Sun Wuhuan’s plump face was brimming with enthusiastic smiles.

"The tea has been prepared early, and all the fellow Daoists have arrived; we’re just waiting for you!"

Chen Mu’s mouth twitched instantly.

...

"Fellow Daoist, what’s spending a bit of Daoist cultivation? Once you learn my Yin Wind Ghost Howl Secret Technique, your Qi channels will be extended, making alchemy much smoother, and you’ll earn back the elixirs in just a few furnaces."

"Fellow Daoist, you must learn to allocate your Daoist cultivation. Save half for resisting risks, and be bold enough to spend the other half to enhance your safety. With my Tri-Color Earth Tortoise Shell on you, you won’t fear even if the Pill Furnace explodes!"

"The Pill Furnace exploded? Fellow Daoist, consider the unique yellow clay alchemy furnaces from East Ridge... "

"Secret hand-written notes from alchemists, with coded records—you deserve to own..."

Chen Mu felt his face was about to freeze from too much smiling.

Looking at each of his fellow Daoists, eyes filled with eager anticipation.

He felt as though he was surrounded by a bunch of insurance salespeople.

There was no escape!

He quickly bought the alchemist’s scroll full of Ghost Drawing Talisman and scurried away.

If he stayed any longer, he truly feared these folks would swindle him into penury.

...

Late at night, deep beneath Mist Smoke Mountain.

Footsteps suddenly echoed in a four-to-five-meter high, arched tunnel.

A pale green light shone from afar, spreading bit by bit as it drew near.

Dressed in an emerald robe, with white hair and beard, and with a physique resembling that of an eleven or twelve-year-old child, Xin Ya floated mid-air.

Three human-head-sized flames burned silently behind him, illuminating the cave.

"This sacrificial altar tunnel wasn’t dug recently, was it?" Xin Ya glanced sideways at the muscular man beside him: "You’ve been setting up the Dual Yin-Yang Creation Forbidden Technique in Mist Smoke Mountain for a long time, haven’t you?"

Wei Donglai’s tattoo-covered face was expressionless: "Merely a mine."

"Heh..."

"If your disciples and the mountain people under your rule found out that you, Sect Leader Wei, have always considered them mere sacrificial offerings, I wonder what they would think." Xin Ya sneered.

Wei Donglai’s eyes rolled, glancing at Xin Ya: "Probably not much different from those disciples and mountain people in Hundred Insects Valley, on whom you’ve implanted Gu worms."

Xin Ya paused, then snorted coldly, his voice trailing off.

Before long, the two reached the end of the tunnel.

"We need to keep digging the sacrificial altar tunnel, but with Liu Ling overseeing things above the mountain, the secret technique’s bombardment could easily be detected. I need your insect puppets to help me dig," Wei Donglai pulled out a scroll tied to his waist and handed it to Xin Ya.

"Once the task is done, I want half of the primal chaos energy," Xin Ya demanded, holding the scroll and staring at Wei Donglai.

Wei Donglai glanced at Xin Ya.

"The spirit mechanism of an entire mountain will yield a substantial amount of primal chaos energy, enough for three to five people to cleanse their Divine Orifices," Wei Donglai said nonchalantly: "I only want my share."

"The rest—if you can keep it and take it away, it’s all yours," he concluded.

A smile formed on Xin Ya’s wrinkled face.

With a flip of his right hand, a black beetle appeared.

He casually threw it into the green flames behind him, and it burnt to ash.

Accompanied by green luminous specks, the ash rapidly spread throughout the cave.

Tap, tap, tap...

A series of rhythmic footsteps approached from afar.

One by one, figures in tattered animal skin garbs, looking dazed, emerged from the tunnel.

Five brawny men stepped out of the crowd, walked straight to the end of the tunnel, raised their hands, and gently probed the hard earth.

Their nails, dark as obsidian, sliced into the wall like swords, quickly scooping out a lump of soil.

Those following wordlessly stepped forward, filled their bamboo baskets with the soil and passed it to the person behind them.

In this way, a human-powered assembly line for digging was formed.

The tunnel was rapidly extended forward.

"Without mana fluctuations and little noise, now there’s no fear of being discovered," Wei Donglai immediately nodded in satisfaction.

Xin Ya glanced at Wei Donglai, his face full of smug confidence: "Don’t worry. With these insect puppets, we’ll certainly be able to dig out the Forbidden Spell altar without anyone being the wiser!"

As he finished speaking, a faint, invisible pulsation suddenly swept past.

It was as if an invisible giant sphere had suddenly expanded from around them and dispersed.

Xin Ya’s body stiffened.

Have we been discovered?!

Wei Donglai’s expression immediately became grim.

...

In the underground secret chamber, Chen Mu sat stiffly on the soft couch.

The Truthful Listening Technique in his hand had yet to dissipate.

Just moments ago, through the feedback from the Truthful Listening Technique, he had detected two obstacles underground.

That interference, as if caused by jumbled signals resulting in distorted sounds and images, made Chen Mu’s pupils suddenly contract.

Beneath the ground... were hiding two Condensing Aperture experts!

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