I Am Grinding Experience in Another World

Eagle Grief Cliff, twenty li to the southwest, within a dense forest covered by trees as tall as fifteen or sixteen floors.

Coughing and grunting sounds grew from distant to near.

Hundreds of sturdy black goats, with antlers as tall as a man, ambled over. Find your next read at

Shang Huan rode astride a black goat, his face clouded with worry, "We can’t do this business anymore."

Sitting on the back of the black goat as well, the six siblings of Wu Mountain simultaneously turned their heads, causing Shang Huan’s whole body to tense up.

Shang Huan tried not to look at the others, addressing only Lu Ku, "Brother, the rumors lately seem quite troubling."

"Someone’s investigating us? Let’s kill them," Ai Ji said indifferently.

Shang Huan shook his head with a bitter smile, "It’s precisely because there’s been no probing that I feel something’s off."

"Since we started this business, there have always been people snooping around, both openly and in secret."

"It’s very likely that people with even stronger abilities have intervened, aiming to wipe us out in one fell swoop!"

Lu Ku pondered, "Inspection Courtyard?"

"Impossible, we’re serving at the Inspection Courtyard, and I haven’t heard of any major operations," Ai Ji scratched his head.

"Then let’s stop for a while," Lu Ku decided on the spot.

Shang Huan sighed with relief, "Brother, you’re wise."

"It may also be that I’m worrying over nothing. But without Mr. Gongsun backing us up, if something really does happen, we’re in trouble," Shang Huan said with a wry smile.

The others couldn’t help but nod in agreement.

Just as they were each absorbed in their thoughts,

Shi Xian suddenly spoke up, "Someone’s here! It’s Li Dechao from the Inspection Courtyard!"

Their faces changed instantly.

"Behind him... Zhao Shaoyuan?!" The usually calm Shi Xian’s face turned pale.

Lu Ku’s pupils dilated abruptly, "Run!"

...

In a secret chamber twenty meters below the middle of Eagle Grief Cliff,

Accompanied by a series of urgent incantations, a dark red phantom roughly the size of three basketballs appeared behind Chen Mu.

"It should cover both arms and the chest area."

He turned around to scrutinize the phantom carefully.

Whether it was an illusion or not, Chen Mu always felt like the phantom somewhat resembled a human head.

As he continued to cultivate, the mana and essence he invested were like small pieces of a puzzle, gradually filling and completing an image akin to a colossal divine statue.

Giant Spirit Divine?

Chen Mu thought to himself.

"I’ll know the specific results once it’s applied." Chen Mu shook his head, dismissing the thought, and looked up at the grey wall.

Giant Spirit Divine: 3916/10000/Third Rank;

"Whether or not advancing in rank is irrelevant, the most important thing is, the love handles are gone!" Chen Mu lifted his shirt, satisfied as he looked at his sculpted abs.

"If I could go back to my previous life, just flaunting this weight loss achievement could easily lead me to financial freedom."

"By then, I’d be spending every day in clubs with... cough, right?"

Chen Mu indulged in his unambitious fantasies.

But his good mood was short-lived.

The frequent vibrations of the United Heart Rope snapped him back to reality.

Shang Huan?

"This is what happens when you walk the night path too often; eventually, you’ll bump into a ghost," Chen Mu sighed.

Save them?

He was just a minor alchemist; how could he save them? That was the Inspection Courtyard!

"I’ve warned you," Chen Mu’s eyes narrowed slightly.

"Coveting White Jade and skirting the grey areas, it was bound to come to this, a case of reaping what you sow," Chen Mu said with an indifferent expression.

"Run, run for your lives. If you can’t escape, then you’re only left with death."

He thought quietly to himself, slowly activating the United Heart Curse.

...

A quarter of an hour later, in a ravine somewhere,

Ai Ji was covered in tattered clothes, his face bearing several cuts that kept bleeding.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it! If only the Giant Spirit Divine were with me…"

He gritted his teeth, and with a sudden burst of strength from his legs, the ground exploded into a big pit.

He shot through the air like a stone flung from a catapult, quickly darting towards the dense forest deep in the mountains.

But just as he leapt up,

A streak of black light, faster than it appeared, shot through his chest!

Ai Ji’s body stiffened, like a balloon that had been punctured, his strength draining away in an instant.

He was sent tumbling to the ground, completely out of his own control, like a black goat rammed by a stag at full speed.

Even after crashing into the ground, his momentum unabated, he bounced and smashed into the earth several times, scattering mud and debris, until he was finally stopped by a massive tree that took five people to wrap their arms around.

Pu!

A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out, and Ai Ji’s face instantly turned ghastly pale.

In his chest, a fist-sized hole appeared, from which torrents of fresh blood gushed out.

But in the next moment, thick black lines rapidly grew within the transparent wound, intertwining like wriggling threadworms. In the blink of an eye, one-third of the fist-sized injury had healed!

Just then, a pale blue streak of light descended from the sky out of nowhere.

Pu!

As the dark light flashed past, another hole ripped open in Ai Ji’s abdomen.

The black threads’ frenzied growth slowed down considerably.

"Is this the Barbarians of East Ridge’s Gu Cursing Method?" Zhao Shaoyuan stared curiously at Ai Ji’s wound.

Behind him, the foliage of the dense forest trembled as Li Dechao leaped out and kicked Ai Ji ten meters away with a foot.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of breaking bones, Ai Ji spat out another large mouthful of blood.

Zhao Shaoyuan calmly glanced at Li Dechao’s left hand.

That hand, which was originally full and broad, was now skin and bones, shriveled as if it were a piece of dry wood!

"Can you tell me what secret technique your female companion practices?" Zhao Shaoyuan walked up to Ai Ji and casually asked.

Recently, there had been several mysterious deaths at Eagle Grief Cliff, the victims appearing as if they’d been drained. The injuries were remarkably similar to those Li Dechao had sustained.

He never expected that capturing a smuggler would bring such an unexpected discovery.

Ai Ji was lying on the ground, one half of his upwards-facing face covered in blood.

With one eye tilted upwards, he mockingly locked gaze with Zhao Shaoyuan, his mouth grinning to reveal blood-stained teeth: "Ha!"

"Heh... still a tough nut to crack," Zhao Shaoyuan chuckled lightly, "I think these people are the secret pawns of the East Ridge Barbarians; what do you say?"

Li Dechao immediately sneered, "Ha! Then they definitely are secret pawns!"

He hadn’t expected Ai Ji and the others to conceal three individuals with Perceptive Spirit Light. Just a momentary distraction allowed one of them to use a secret technique to suck away the blood essence from his left hand.

"Just break their limbs; we’ll take them back for a thorough interrogation," Zhao Shaoyuan said indifferently.

He was soon enveloped in a pale blue light, lightly stepping on treetops and branches as he leaped into the distance!

"Don’t worry, Prefect, I’ll definitely make him spill everything about his ancestry!" Li Dechao laughed heartily.

He then approached Ai Ji and with a few snaps, brutally crushed his limbs.

"We’ll take our time having fun," Li Dechao leaned down, face full of malice, "Not just you, but also the wench who ruined my left hand."

"Your relatives, your friends, everyone you know—I’ll catch them one by one and, right in front of you, give them a proper greeting!"

With that, he reached out to grab Ai Ji by the neck, ready to carry him away.

But in the next moment, a dark red apparition, about the size of three human heads, suddenly materialized behind Ai Ji.

Li Dechao’s pupils shrank suddenly.

Not good!

He had just begun to leap upwards with force.

That’s when Ai Ji, who had been lying on the ground like a dead dog, suddenly flipped over.

With a frenzied smile on his face, he viciously jabbed his blood-red, freshly broken right forearm bone, which was protruding through the skin, towards Li Dechao’s eye socket.

Li Dechao quickly got up and tilted his head back.

Pu!

His eye was unharmed, but half of his neck was punctured rotten!

Instinctively, Li Dechao kicked Ai Ji away with his foot.

But as Ai Ji’s figure tumbled through the air, it slowed as if sinking into a quagmire, until it finally came to a halt, suspended midair!

A cloud of black smoke emerged beside Ai Ji, and a figure draped in a black robe with a white mask floated into view.

"How do you like the Third Rank Giant Spirit Divine?" Chen Mu asked with a light chuckle under the mask.

"Haha... it’s freaking awesome!" Ai Ji stiffly threw back his neck, staring viciously at Li Dechao, who was nearly decapitated.

"The heart of man is unfathomable," Chen Mu sighed.

He hadn’t intended to show himself, but these people were scheming further connections?!

And they even made up some story about secret pawns of East Ridge Barbarians?

For the sake of maximizing benefits?

Heh... Greed!

Pu!

The Moon Blade’s dark light flashed, and as it appeared behind Li Dechao, the remaining half of his neck was cleanly severed.

The black smoke, like a swarm of ants, rushed onto Li Dechao’s body, devouring it entirely in the blink of an eye.

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