I Am Grinding Experience in Another World

In the pitch-black tunnel, Chen Mu’s face looked grim.

"When did I fall into the trap? Never mind, first I need to escape from this tunnel," he thought to himself.

"Point Ground into Steel... wait a minute!" Chen Mu suddenly furrowed his brows.

"This feeling seems familiar..."

He looked around once more.

"An endlessly looping tunnel... An Illusion Realm? An ice demon?!"

Unpleasant memories from Cold Moon Mountain immediately flooded his mind.

Seven Souls Return to Origin!

As his spirit power surged, Chen Mu’s eyes snapped open, as if they were about to burst forth with light!

What was originally pitch-black as ink, the tunnel seemed to burn from the backside like paper.

One after another, the edges of the red-lit holes appeared, revealing the real world they had concealed.

Only then did Chen Mu notice, the entrance to the tunnel was right above his head, just three to five meters away!

He could even see the inside wall of the brown closet.

But before he could rejoice, he turned his head and found that the diameter of the pitch-black tunnel had shrunk to just one meter wide!

Seemingly real, yet illusory? Or illusory yet real?!

He couldn’t stay any longer!

His body shone with Spiritual Light, and Chen Mu immediately sprang out of the tunnel.

Looking up, he saw a large mass of black smoke, seemingly formless and substanceless, pass straight through the wall and disappear.

"Thinking of running?!"

Boom!

The solid wooden cabin walls burst open, and wood chips flew everywhere.

Transformed into a four-and-a-half-meter-tall giant, Chen Mu flew up like a catapulted boulder, arcing down from the sky with a loud crash into the mass of black smoke.

The ground was instantly smashed into a five-meter-wide pit, and white snow and dirt splattered everywhere.

But the black smoke suddenly dispersed in all directions, only to coalesce again five or six meters away in mid-air.

Hee hee hoo hoo ha ha...

As though mocking Chen Mu for overestimating himself, the black smoke tumbled and suddenly burst into a coarse and eerie laugh reminiscent of a night owl.

Immediately wrapping itself in a flurry of snowflakes, it shot into the sky with a bang, soaring dozens of meters in the blink of an eye.

Flying?

Ha!

Chen Mu’s blood-red eyes stared fiercely at the black smoke.

Great Escape Technique!

Woo!

Black smoke rolled around Chen Mu’s body, quickly halving the distance between them.

United Heart Rope!

A slender black line shot out from Chen Mu’s palm, like a long spear, piercing into the black smoke.

The black smoke, which had seemed formless and substanceless, suddenly appeared as if it had met its natural enemy and was struck by the chain.

Like a fish skewered by a harpoon, it inflated and deflated, twisting and changing shape.

Shadows of various shapes emerged and dissipated within it!

"Heh... Ghosts!"

Chen Mu’s mouth split wide, revealing a row of ghastly white teeth.

"Come down here!"

With a forceful pull backwards, Chen Mu dragged the Ghost down, smashing it into the ground with a tremendous crash.

The Ghost, which had previously been formless and shadowless, now seemed to have a tangible body, creating a wave of air that flung up a shower of snowflakes.

Then the black smoke disintegrated like burnt paper ash, scattering into fine dust.

The mass of black smoke, once as large as a bedroom, quickly shrank and gradually took on a human shape!

Chen Mu’s eyebrows shot up in surprise.

Human-shaped Ghost?!

With a thought, the slender United Heart Rope, like an anchor chain thrown from a ship, whirred as it dragged the humanoid black smoke to him.

The figure was cloaked in a black robe with smoke coalescing and dispersing at the edges of the garment.

Its head and face were covered in a mist of black air, showing changing faces as if on a projector.

Chen Mu narrowed his eyes slightly as the rope tightened slowly.

"Senior brother, spare me..." a weak and breathless plea sounded.

The rapidly changing face finally stabilized.

A flash of cold light appeared in Chen Mu’s eyes.

"Senior Brother Liu?"

...

Moments later.

Inside Chen Mu’s wooden building.

The broken walls had been crudely sealed with fresh wooden planks.

Liu Hongyang looked complexly at Chen Mu sitting across from him.

"Junior brother, you’ve hidden your true strength well," he said.

He couldn’t reconcile the mild-mannered young man before him with the monstrous figure over four meters tall from before.

If he had known his junior brother was so freakish, he wouldn’t have dared to provoke him!

"Those so-called Witch Gu Curse Killings, were they all your doing?" Chen Mu asked expressionlessly.

Now that he thought about it, the way those people died was exactly the sort of thing you’d expect from a soul-sucking Ghost.

"Yes!" Liu Hongyang nodded.

"Why?" Chen Mu was puzzled.

In his memory, Senior Brother Liu was a simple and earnest man.

Self-restrained, hardworking, with a Point Ground into Steel technique that was highly praised, and a member of Hundred Workshops Hall. His prospects and path to wealth both seemed quite broad.

So why had he become a frenzied murderer?

"Why? Why don’t you ask Old Ghost Sun why!"

As if provoked, Liu Hongyang suddenly became agitated, his eyes instantly reddened with bloodshot veins, and black smoke swirled around his face as it continuously morphed.

No matter how the face changed, the expressions were all full of hatred.

"Is Sun Wuhuan’s life a life and mine is not?"

"Most of the Daoist cultivation I accumulated was cheated from me, I am the victim, but why am I the one to suffer!"

"Just because of a little suspicion, you want to destroy my Daoist path?"

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"I see no hope ahead, yet no one speaks up for me!"

"Damn it! They all deserve to die!" Liu Hongyang shouted in collapse.

The voice was like over ten people yelling in unison, eerie and vicious, carrying an exotic force that could even cause mental confusion!

It took a while for the overly emotional Liu Hongyang to return to normal, as the black smoke on his face slowly stabilized.

Chen Mu watched him in silence.

It seems that when Liu Hongyang was investigated by the Sun Family, the methods used might not have been simple.

What was even more unexpected was that this Brother Liu was implicated by him.

After a long moment, Chen Mu finally collected his thoughts.

In the end, it was the people of the Sun Family who were too overbearing and arrogant.

Sun Wuhuan, for the sake of a bit of Daoist Jade, tried to trap me and failing that, wanted to kill me to silence me.

Sun Jian, in order to avenge himself, implicated others indiscriminately without a detailed investigation.

Brother Liu is a victim, and I am also a victim.

Sun Jian...

After squinting and thinking for a while, Chen Mu finally asked, "Why do you want to kill me?"

Liu Hongyang looked at Chen Mu complexly, "Heh... It’s all because you’re too stingy, I tried several times to ask for it, but you always fob me off with that pepper soup."

"Do you really think I like pepper soup? What I want is that Secret Medicine!"

"How can I get it without killing you?"

Pepper soup?

Secret Medicine?

"Is this it?" The black smoke churned, and a wooden cup the height of a palm appeared on the seat.

Liu Hongyang’s face changed dramatically at once, like a cat that smelled blood, or like an addict in the throes of craving, his throat rolling as his eyes fixated on the wooden cup, his face full of urgent greed.

Chen Mu suddenly realized.

Liu Hongyang kept peering outside the window originally not to look at him, but at the Replenishing Origin Soup in his hand!

The wooden cup floated into Liu Hongyang’s reach.

He quickly grabbed it with both hands and gulped it down.

Like a person dying of thirst drinking from a spring, despite coughing continuously, he clutched his mouth, unwilling to waste a single drop.

Immediately Liu Hongyang’s body trembled violently, his face showing relief.

The face that kept flickering like a shadow finally began to stabilize!

"Junior brother, do you have more? Just a little more..."

Chen Mu felt a chill in his heart.

Was this really the Replenishing Origin Soup he had been consuming for several months?

Could it be addictive?!

He couldn’t help but narrow his eyes towards the gray wall in front of him.

Seven Turns Banquet Primordial Curse...

What was the origin of this curse!

After a while, Liu Hongyang, begging fruitlessly, gradually calmed down.

He wore a bitter smile, "You’ve seen the embarassing side of me, junior brother. Since I became this inhuman, ghostly figure, my actions are no longer under my control."

"Anger, greed, chaos, they fill my head every moment."

"Only by absorbing the vital energy of others can I find a moment of peace."

"But that is drinking poison to quench thirst; the more I absorb, the more confused my mind becomes."

"Sometimes, I can’t even tell who I am anymore." Liu Hongyang’s face was full of bewilderment.

Chen Mu fell into silence.

"Brother, how did you become... a ghost soldier?"

"Junior brother, you know?" Liu Hongyang suddenly snapped back to his senses, looking at Chen Mu in surprise.

Then he bitterly smiled again, "Junior brother has the magic artifact to deal with ghost soldiers, knowing my condition is not surprising."

He then spoke with hatred, "This is all thanks to Sun Wuhuan!"

But then he became frenzied again, "But I should thank him."

"If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have gotten that turtle shell at the Daoist conference, and I would have never seen the power of Divine Monarch Dong Yue."

"Junior brother, look at me, in such a short time, I have become so powerful!" He puffed out his chest and moved excitedly from side to side.

The United Heart Rope that was bound to his body tinkled.

Chen Mu: "..."

"Hahaha... As long as I worship devoutly, and offer the vital energy of a hundred or so more people to the Divine Monarch, even Old Ghost Sun will have to kneel before me!"

Chen Mu: "..."

With your neurotic demeanor, it’s probably an Evil God you’re worshipping!

"At first I was afraid of falling into chaos. But now it’s different!" Liu Hongyang eagerly looked at Chen Mu: "Junior brother’s secret medicine can also please the Divine Monarch!"

"Junior brother, join me in worshipping the Divine Monarch!"

"As long as we serve the Divine Monarch well, what Sun Jian, what Dong Li, those are nothing!"

"Junior brother! Hurry and untie me, let’s go offer the secret medicine to the Divine Monarch."

"The Divine Monarch will be pleased, and will surely grant us great rewards!"

Liu Hongyang’s face began to change like a kaleidoscope once again.

One moment angry, the next frantic, making Chen Mu’s scalp tingle!

It’s done, that Divine Monarch Dong Yue is definitely an Evil God!

And you want to recruit me into the cult?

I damn well don’t want to die!

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