My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 323 Revenge
Five days later.

East Gate of Yuquanfang.

More than a dozen giant, centipede-like insects, spaced four or five meters apart, lay obediently in a row.

The centipede is over 20 meters long and 3 to 4 meters tall, with a glossy black body.

His body was covered with countless long, segmented legs on both sides.

Upon arriving at the East Gate, Chen Mu was immediately horrified by the sight.

“Dongling is full of poisonous miasma and insects, and this seven-star centipede is a specialty of Dongling,” Bai Xiuwen said as he approached Chen Mu.

"They are incredibly strong and fast. They were captured and tamed by our Elder Song Wuji, and they are perfect for transporting large quantities of goods."

Chen Mu nodded in realization.

Song Wuji was indeed an expert in playing with insects.

At the Tongtianhe Lower Courtyard, much of the work is done using insects.

……

While the two were chatting, hundreds of people gradually gathered at the east gate.

Chen Mu noticed that all of these people, regardless of gender, were tall and strong.

Moreover, his temperament exuded a wild and unrestrained spirit, which was quite different from the lower courtyard disciples he had met before.

"These people must be newcomers from Daqian, right? How come their physiques and demeanors are so...unique?" Chen Mu wondered.

"You noticed?" Bai Xiuwen leaned closer to Chen Mu and whispered, "I heard there's something wrong with the Heavenly Demon Reincarnation Pill."

"After these people ate it, their height and body shape changed to varying degrees."

"Fortunately, my body didn't mutate."

"If it really takes on the form of a demonic beast, then the Pavilion Master will be in trouble."

Is there a problem with the Rebirth Pill?

Chen Mu raised an eyebrow.

This was the second time he had heard this rumor.

"The villa has a large demand for Heavenly Demon Reincarnation Pills."

"Pavilion Master Zhu had no choice but to increase the refining speed."

"Haste makes things difficult." Bai Xiuwen sighed. "Is the Pavilion Master afraid that someone will steal his Dao merit?"

"Afraid that the other courtyard will transfer alchemists from the upper courtyard?" Chen Mu raised an eyebrow.

“That’s right.” Bai Xiuwen nodded: “The Inspectorate and the General Affairs Office have been drawing personnel from the Upper House.”

"Even the Pavilion Master is afraid."

Chen Mu sighed inwardly.

"It's all for the secret technique of condensing the acupoints."

Thinking about it this way, Chen Mu suddenly felt that going to Misty Mountain was actually not a bad idea.

Although there are some risks, the rewards are also high.

Similarly, twenty Bigu Pills from Yuquan Mountain can be exchanged for a point of Daoist cultivation.

Go to Misty Mountain; fifteen can be exchanged for some.

"As long as you don't wander off and always pay attention to safety, it doesn't matter where you refine pills, right?"

……

More and more people gathered at the East Gate, but the place remained orderly.

Several patrolmen dressed in gray began calling out names and dividing the people into more than ten groups, with the Seven-Star Centipede as the core.

He then began directing everyone to move and secure the large package onto the Seven-Star Centipede.

Chen Mu was also assigned to be near a large centipede.

With him were two other alchemy apprentices from Danbao Pavilion, five alchemists from Baigong Hall, and three scribes from Chuanjing Academy.

These people, like him, were all there to receive various supplies and scriptures from the Yanxia Sect.

……

Deep in the Dongling Mountains, in a small valley shrouded in mist.

Sunlight pierced through the thin mist in the sky, and beams of light penetrated into the valley.

Terraced fields surround the surrounding hillsides, with wooden houses scattered throughout.

On the east side of the valley, a solitary wooden house stands on the mountaintop.

A burst of multicolored light suddenly descended from the sky, slamming into the front of the wooden house with a bang, splashing up a ring of dirt.

The light dissipated, revealing a burly man who was two meters tall, with long, flowing hair and a face covered in mysterious tattoos.

The other party walked straight into the wooden house, stared at the thin, childlike white-haired old man inside, and said, "Xin Ya, what's your decision?"

The white-haired old man sat cross-legged on a futon with his back to the door, a bronze brazier in front of him, a handful of eerie green flames flickering within.

"I'm old and don't want to cause any trouble. I just want to enjoy my old age in peace." "As for the matter of revenge against Chicken Cage Courtyard, you should find someone else to handle it," Xin Ya said unhurriedly.

"Enjoy your old age in peace? Hmph..." Wei Donglai, his face covered in sweat and tattoos, said with disdain, "I think you're just afraid of being hunted down by Daoist Dongli!"

"Aren't you afraid?" Xin Ya asked calmly.

Wei Donglai froze for a moment, then smirked and said, "Of course I'm afraid of a Dao Foundation expert."

"But what if he can't make a move in a short time?"

Xin Ya paused for a moment: "Is the information accurate?"

Wei Donglai chuckled: "The information comes from the other five districts of Yunzhou. Do you think it's accurate?"

Xin Ya frowned and shook his head.

"Of the seven routes in Yunzhou, Chongshan Road exists in name only, while Jilong Road has suffered a severe blow."

"After returning, Daoist Dongli went into seclusion and did not come out. No one knows the extent of his injuries."

"Aren't you afraid that the five factions of Yunzhou gave you this message just to lure you into testing the Chicken Cage Path?"

"Would you like to try the Yin-Yang Transformation Forbidden Technique?" Wei Donglai asked instead of answering.

Xin Ya turned around and exclaimed, "You want to activate the Yin-Yang Transformation Forbidden Technique in Misty Mountain?!"

"Banning the law is like draining the pond to catch all the fish; it will definitely destroy the spiritual springs of Misty Mountain, making it impossible for them to generate spiritual energy again."

"That's the foundation of your Yanxia Sect built over hundreds of years, how could you bear to part with it?!"

Wei Donglai said calmly, "What centuries-old foundation? If we can't protect it, what's the point of keeping it?"

"Why not let it shine brightly all at once and make it my advancement resources?"

"This forbidden technique has an unknown origin. Can you guarantee its effectiveness?" Xin Ya hesitated.

"Isn't this perfect opportunity to use Misty Mountain for experiments?" Wei Donglai said casually.

“Using our ancestors’ legacy as an experiment? Really…” Xin Ya shook his head.

"So, are you going or not?" Wei Donglai asked calmly.

Xin Ya hesitated for a long time, then gritted his teeth and said, "If it can really help me generate Hunyuan Qi and refine my divine apertures, allowing me to advance further, what is this little risk!"

"At best, they just escaped Dongling!"

"Done!"

A smile immediately appeared on Wei Donglai's tattooed face.

"I have already found out."

"Only Liu Ling is in charge of Yanxia Mountain."

"Her secret techniques are profound, and I am indeed no match for her, but with you added... hmph!"

……

Half a month later, at Yanxia Mountain.

Yanxia Mountain is an east-west mountain range.

The entire Shanyin area has collapsed, leaving behind a pale, vertical mountain wall, as if it had been carved by a knife and axe.

The southern slope of the mountain is gentle and covered with lush greenery, with white-walled and black-tiled buildings appearing and disappearing among the towering ancient trees.

Inside a grotto on the east side.

Chen Mu stood up and stretched.

In front of him were a pile of bottles and jars, all filled with fasting pills.

This is the result of his more than ten days here.

"At least twenty thousand!"

If all of it is handed over, that would amount to more than 1,300 Dao merits, almost equaling the earnings of the previous two months.

"It's a pity I can't hand it all over."

One can refine pills faster than others, but not too fast.

"Material loss is generally around 10%." With that thought, Chen Mu put the more than two thousand pills into his Five Ghosts Bag.

With his mastery of the max-level Bigu Pill refining technique, his control was exquisite, and the loss was close to zero. He could only keep the extra Bigu Pills for himself.

"The success rate of an ordinary alchemist is about 60% to 70%."

"I have a little more than them, so I'm probably about 80% done."

Chen Mu then put away nearly four thousand fasting pills.

"I don't want to keep these fasting pills for myself."

"But the level of my peers is really too low."

"In order not to damage their confidence, I can only compromise myself a little."

"So thoughtful! Sigh, I really am a good person!"

(End of this chapter)