I am grinding experience in another world

On the summit of Duzun Peak stood a grand hall with green-tiled roofs.

Within the hall was a delicate pond, inside which grew three white lotuses that appeared almost like illusions.

At this moment, Zhou Tong, the general of the Heavenly Craft Camp at Duzun Peak, was sitting cross-legged beside the pond.

His eyes were closed, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned in a sinister smile.

“This is troublesome!” Fei Zhao, dressed in a brown Daoist robe, stood at the entrance of the hall, his brows tightly knitted.

“Senior Sister, still no contact with the Sect Master?” He turned to look at Li Jiu beside him.

“The Heavenly Gate is damaged, the Star Lord’s power is blocked, and the Border Shelter Star is too far from the Heavenly Gate Star. In the short term…” Li Jiu shook her head, her face looking grim.

Fei Zhao’s expression changed: “Senior Brother Zhou has already fallen to this plague. Could it be that we…”

“The three of us have all reached Dao Foundation Perfection. Since Senior Brother Zhou has succumbed, we are likely already infected as well,” Li Jiu sighed.

Hearing this, Fei Zhao’s face became even more worried.

…

“These three camp officers are not to be relied upon.”

In a snail-shell room on the west side of the camp, Chen Mu was sitting cross-legged on a soft bed, listening to the sounds transmitted by the Truthful Listening power, shaking his head in disappointment.

Can’t reach Lv Yue?

The plague was released by him; it would be a miracle to make contact.

With a thought, a gray wall appeared before his eyes.

Plague Immortal Technique: 409/10000/Second Rank;

“Though I’ve just gotten started, luckily the Plague Immortal Flag is in hand, and it should suffice.”

He originally didn’t want to intervene, but the three generals of the Heavenly Craft Camp were helpless against the Yellow Millet Plague Poison.

Less than a month had passed since the outbreak, and over half of the Daoist soldiers of the Heavenly Craft Camp at Duzun Peak had already fallen.

If this continues, the entire Border Shelter Star might be utterly destroyed.

If he was the only survivor, the end would certainly not be pleasant.

“We can’t wait any longer.”

Flipping his hand, a fiery red Plague Immortal Flag appeared before him.

Reciting the Plague Immortal Technique Curse Command, Jade Cicada Qi surged into the flag.

Like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, an imperceptible wave spread from the Plague Immortal Flag in all directions.

It penetrated the snail-shell, swept across Duzun Peak, slowly and steadily spreading to the distance.

Soon, a trace of a hidden aura swiftly infiltrated the snail-shell.

Buzz!

The Plague Immortal Flag immediately began to tremble slightly.

Chen Mu narrowed his eyes and focused all his Truthful Listening power, carefully probing around the Plague Immortal Flag.

But after probing for a long time, he didn’t hear any movement.

Could the Yellow Millet Plague Poison be so concealed?

“After all, it’s refined by a Primordial Spirit expert. Without sufficient cultivation, the plague poison is undetectable even if right before my eyes.” Chen Mu sighed.

No wonder the three generals were powerless; they couldn’t even see it, let alone handle it.

If it weren’t for the Plague Immortal Flag and the Plague Immortal Technique, he likely wouldn’t have been able to detect it either.

…

A few days later, at midnight.

One hundred and twenty miles south of Duzun Peak, on a small wilderness mountain.

There was a hidden cave covered with vegetation midway up the mountain.

Deep inside the cave was a stone platform, on which lay a pitch-black earthen jar.

A gentle breeze flashed, and Chen Mu’s figure appeared. He looked at the pitch-black earthen jar on the stone platform, his face grim.

Over the past few days, he had been slowly absorbing the Yellow Millet Plague Poison using the Plague Immortal Flag. It wasn’t long before he discovered that there was an additional source of absorption nearby besides himself.

Following the guidance of the Plague Immortal Flag, he quickly found this cave.

“Plague Poison Jar!”

Chen Mu squinted at the pitch-black earthen jar.

He remembered seeing a similar jar at the Heavenly River Water Mansion in Hai Province.

That young man named Jiao used this jar to absorb the Yellow Millet Plague Poison.

Although the jar before him was more ancient and mysterious, its style remained mostly unchanged.

“Moreover, the plague poison absorbed by the jar seems somewhat peculiar.” Chen Mu took out the Plague Immortal Flag and performed the Plague Immortal Technique, carefully identifying it.

“The plague poison absorbed by the jar seems heavier!” He frowned, a bad premonition rising in his heart.

He performed the Plague Immortal Technique again, releasing a small ball of the plague poison he had gathered over the past few days.

Soon, he found that the jar only absorbed about seventy percent of that ball of plague poison.

The remaining thirty percent not only wasn’t absorbed but instead spread rapidly into the surroundings with the weak fluctuations released by the jar.

“Refining Warrior Dao Soldiers is only a side plot. The Yellow Millet Plague is probably the main focus of Lv Yue’s plan!” Chen Mu’s expression changed slightly.

And now, most of this plague poison had been collected into the Plague Immortal Flag by himself.

Chen Mu: “…”

First the Plague Immortal Flag, then the Yellow Millet Plague.

This animosity grows deeper and deeper!

…

Three days later, at midnight, in the snail-shell room.

Chen Mu sat by the low bed, staring at the Plague Immortal Flag before him.

“The Yellow Millet Plague that has infected living beings becomes heavier because it has devoured the Superior Fetal Spirit?” he suddenly understood.

Since discovering the peculiarities of the plague poison jar, Chen Mu had been anxious.

After days of comparison and analysis, he finally found the peculiarity in the plague poison absorbed by the jar.

“This must be some kind of evil method that uses plague poison to devour others’ spiritual spirits!” Chen Mu’s face darkened.

He had already disrupted Lv Yue’s plans by seizing the Plague Immortal Flag and Yellow Millet Plague. Just thinking about it made him feel a mountain of pressure.

Lv Yue was a Primordial Spirit expert, a Sect Master, with many Qi Cultivators under him, like stars in the sky.

“I can’t afford to provoke him!” Chen Mu gritted his teeth, shaking his head helplessly.

Should he return the Yellow Millet Plague he had previously collected?

Though it had disrupted the opponent’s plan, with a large harvest of plague poison, at least half the goal was achieved.

This way, Lv Yue might not go on a rampage and actively investigate…right?

Tsk!

What a bother!

…

As the Plague Immortal Flag continued to operate, the plague gradually dissipated.

Most of the unlucky Daoist soldiers had woken up and recovered, and the Heavenly Craft Camp resumed operation.

The three generals, along with top cultivators, tried to repair the Heavenly Gate.

Ordinary Daoist soldiers spent their days capturing and dispelling demons, much like their previous lives.

That day.

In the hidden cave south of Duzun Peak, a pitch-black orb suddenly appeared.

Crack!

With a crisp sound, the black orb suddenly dissipated, and Han Ying’s figure emerged where it had vanished.

He looked exhausted, striding toward the stone platform. When he picked up the pitch-black earthen jar, its light weight instantly changed his expression.

Over the past period, he had traveled continuously between the Heaven Pillar, the Heavenly Gate, and other stars, reclaiming two or three dozen plague poison jars. The weight of a jar filled with plague poison was definitely not what he was feeling now.

Before he could figure it out, a tremendous roar echoed. The mountain above suddenly exploded, and sunlight poured into the cave.

Han Ying looked up abruptly, seeing three figures floating in mid-air, staring at him grimly.

“No wonder the Green Worm Demon Monarch could escape Hai Province, with you as the co-conspirator!”

“The principal disciple of the Sect Master becoming a demon’s dog, you deserve to die!” Zhou Tong, who was dressed in black, was icy cold.

Had the plague not mysteriously failed, he would have nearly died. Even now, his Vital Energy was gravely damaged, and his Daoist Foundation, perfect for so many years, was showing signs of erosion and dispersal.

Such harm would take more than a decade to recover from, and at this moment, he felt like tearing Han Ying to pieces!

Han Ying’s pupils shrank abruptly; just as he was about to cast a spell to escape, golden chains descended from the heavens, instantly locking him in place, immobilizing him.

Under the effect of the Dharma Curse, he quickly fell into a deep sleep.

His right hand, clutching the plague poison jar, weakened and released its grip with a light thud, the jar shattering into pieces on the ground.

“Senior Brother, can Han Ying alone truly cause trouble with Meng Qingchan?” Fei Zhao hesitated and said, “Sect Master Lv…”

Zhou Tong remained silent for a moment, his face growing more solemn: “We must change the Forbidden Law of the Heavenly Gate. First, we contact Elder Lan.”

“Elder Lan is also a Primordial Spirit God, and he is just. With him, justice will be served!”

“But doing so will stir quite a commotion within the sect.” Fei Zhao worried, “And we haven’t found out the source of this cave’s information. If someone is manipulating us from behind the scenes, won’t we be playing into their hands?”

“Others are already after your life, why consider so much?” Li Jiu glanced at Fei Zhao, speaking plainly, “We have already involved ourselves by capturing Han Ying. Whether or not there is Lv Yue’s influence behind the scenes, the outcome isn’t going to be good.”

“Indeed, tomorrow we shall expose Han Ying’s crimes and involve all Daoist soldiers in Border Shelter Star with us.” Zhou Tong said darkly.

“By making a big scene, and finding a powerful backer, we can save our lives.”

…

“Yes, make a big scene! A big one!”

“By doing so, people’s attention will be diverted.”

In the Heavenly Craft Camp, Chen Mu, using Truthful Listening power to eavesdrop on the three’s discussion, slightly smiled.

“Not in vain did I risk providing you with the information about the plague poison jar.”

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