My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 356 Encirclement and Suppression
Eagle's Sorrow Cliff is located twenty miles southwest of a dense forest covered by trees as tall as fifteen or sixteen stories.

The coughing and gurgling sounds grew louder as they approached.

Hundreds of robust, antlered black sheep, each as tall as a person, slowly strolled over.

Shang Huan rode backwards on a black sheep, looking worried: "This business can't be done."

The six siblings from Wushan, who were also sitting on the back of the black sheep, all turned their heads at once, making Shang Huan feel tense all over.

Shang Huan tried hard not to look at anyone else, and only said to Lu Ku: "Brother, things haven't been looking good lately."

“Someone’s investigating us? Kill them!” Ai Ji said nonchalantly.

Shang Huan shook his head with a wry smile: "It's precisely because no one tested me that I felt something was wrong."

“From the very beginning of this business, many people have been openly and secretly trying to find out about it.”

"But recently these people have suddenly disappeared, which is not normal."

"It's very likely that someone with even greater power has intervened; they're trying to wipe us out in one fell swoop!"

Lu Ku seemed to be deep in thought: "The Inspection Bureau?"

"That can't be right. We're on duty at the inspection station, and we haven't heard of any major operations." Ai Ji scratched his head.

"Then let's stop for a while," Lu Ku decided immediately.

Shang Huan breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother is wise."

"Perhaps I'm overthinking it. But without Mr. Gongsun to back us up, things could get really messy if something goes wrong," Shang Huan said with a wry smile.

The group nodded in agreement.

While the group was deep in thought,

Shi Xian suddenly spoke up: "Someone's here! It's Li Dechao, the chief inspector of the Inspection Bureau!"

The expressions on their faces immediately changed.

"Behind him... Zhao Shaoyuan?!" Shi Xian, who was usually aloof, changed his expression drastically.

Lu Ku's pupils suddenly contracted: "Run!"

……

In a secret chamber twenty meters underground at the mountainside of Eagle's Sorrow Cliff.

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

"It can probably cover both arms and chest."

He turned around and stared intently at the illusory figure.

Whether it was an illusion or not, Chen Mu felt that the phantom in the middle of his head looked like a head.

With continuous cultivation, the magical power and essence invested are like small puzzle pieces, gradually filling in and completing a huge statue.

Giant spirit god?
Chen Mu seemed to be deep in thought.

"We'll know the specific results once it's painted on." Chen Mu shook his head, no longer thinking about it, and looked up at the gray wall.

Giant Spirit God: 3916/10000/Tier 3;

"Whether I advance or not doesn't matter, the most important thing is that the 'spare tire' around my stomach is gone!" Chen Mu lifted his shirt, looking at his chiseled abs with satisfaction.

"If I could go back to my past life, I could easily achieve financial freedom just by showing off this amazing weight loss technique."

"By then, won't you be going to clubs every day... cough, right?"

Chen Mu was indulging in wishful thinking.

But his good mood quickly vanished.

The frequent vibrations of the concentric rope brought him back to his senses.

Shang Huan?

"It's like someone who's been walking the dark road too long and finally encountered a ghost," Chen Mu sighed.

save?
I'm just a lowly alchemist, how could I possibly save them? That's a matter for the Imperial Inspectorate!

"I tried to stop you." Chen Mu narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Greed for white jade and wandering in the gray area, this is what he has come to this. He has only himself to blame." Chen Mu said indifferently.

"Run! Run for your lives! If you can't escape, then you'll all die."

He silently pondered and slowly activated the Heart-to-Heart Mantra.

……

Fifteen minutes later, in a mountain hollow.

Ai Ji's clothes were tattered, and his face had several cuts from which blood was constantly flowing.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it! If it weren't for the fact that the Giant Spirit God wasn't with me..." He gritted his teeth, and with a sudden burst of strength from his legs, a large crater was instantly created in the soil beneath his feet.

He was like a catapult projectile, shooting in an arc as he suddenly darted into the distant dense forest and deep mountains.

But he had just jumped into the air.

A streak of dark light arrived first, piercing through his chest in a flash!

Ai Ji froze, as if a punctured balloon had been released, all his strength drained away.

It was as if he had been hit by a black ram with antlers running at high speed, and he was completely unable to control himself as he rolled and landed.

Even after hitting the ground, it continued its momentum, bouncing up and crashing down several times, carrying mud and debris, before being stopped by a large tree that was as thick as five people could hug.

puff!
He spat out a mouthful of blood, and Ai Ji's face turned deathly pale.

A fist-sized hole appeared in his chest, from which gushing blood spurted out.

But the next moment, dense black lines suddenly grew rapidly from the open wound.

The lines looked like threadworms, wriggling and intertwining. In just two blinks of an eye, a third of the fist-sized wound was repaired!
At that moment, a pale blue streak of light suddenly descended from the sky.

puff!
A streak of black light flashed past, and another hole was torn open in Ai Ji's abdomen.

The black lines were growing rapidly, but the speed suddenly slowed down.

"The insect curse of the Dongling barbarians?" Zhao Shaoyuan stared at Ai Ji's wound with a strange look.

The vegetation in the dense forest behind them trembled, and Li Dechao leaped out, kicking Ai Ji ten meters away.

With a cracking sound of bones breaking, Ai Ji spat out another mouthful of blood.

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

The other person's once large and full hands were now skin and bones, withered like dry firewood!
"Can you tell me what kind of secret technique your female companion practices?" Zhao Shaoyuan asked leisurely as he approached Ai Ji.

Recently, several people have died mysteriously at Eagle's Sorrow Cliff, their deaths appearing bizarre, as if they had been drained of their life force. Their injuries are strikingly similar to those suffered by Li Dechao.

Unexpectedly, catching a smuggler brought an unexpected surprise.

Ai Ji lay on the ground, his face, half of it facing upwards, covered in blood.

He squinted one eye upwards, staring mockingly at Zhao Shaoyuan, and grinned, revealing bloodstained teeth: "Ha!"

"Heh... still a tough nut to crack." Zhao Shaoyuan chuckled. "I think these guys are spies for the Dongling barbarians. What do you think?"

Li Dechao grinned maliciously: "Ha! Then they must be the moles!"

He never expected that there were three people with spiritual insight hidden among Ai Ji and the others. With just one distraction, one of them used a secret method to absorb his blood and essence from his left hand.

"Just break their limbs, then take them back for a thorough interrogation," Zhao Shaoyuan said calmly.

Immediately, enveloped in a pale blue light, it lightly stepped on the tree canopy and leaves, and darted away into the distance!
"Don't worry, Chief Minister, I'll definitely get all the information out of him!" Li Dechao laughed heartily.

Then he walked up to Ai Ji and brutally broke his limbs with a few snaps.

“Let’s take our time.” Li Dechao leaned down, his face full of malice: “Not just you, but also that bitch who ruined my left hand.”

“Your relatives and friends, all the people you know, I will arrest them one by one and give them a good welcome in front of you!”

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed Ai Ji by the neck, preparing to carry Ai Ji away.

But the next moment, a dark red phantom the size of three human heads suddenly appeared behind Ai Ji.

Li Dechao's pupils suddenly contracted.

not good!

He had just launched himself into a leap.

Just moments ago, Ai Ji was lying on the ground like a dead dog, but suddenly he rolled over.

With a crazed grin on his face, he used the blood-red bone of his right forearm, which had just been broken and was piercing through the skin, to stab Li Dechao hard in the eye socket.

Li Dechao quickly stood up and looked up.

puff!
His eyes were fine, but half of his neck was stabbed and mangled!

Li Dechao instinctively kicked Ai Ji away.

But then Ai Ji's figure tumbled in mid-air, as if stuck in a quagmire, his speed slowing down until he finally came to a stop, and then he just lay there in mid-air!
A cloud of black smoke appeared around Ai Ji, and a figure wearing a black robe and a white mask slowly emerged.

"Is the Tier 3 Giant Spirit God any good?" Chen Mu chuckled from behind the mask.

"Haha... It's so damn useful!" Ai Ji stiffened his neck and glared fiercely at Li Dechao, whose head was about to fall off.

"Human nature is treacherous," Chen Mu sighed.

He hadn't planned to show his face, but these people still wanted to get involved?!
They even brought up some kind of Eastern Ling barbarian spy?
Is it for maximizing profits?
Ha... Greed!
puff!
The Yin Cuo Yue Blade flashed with black light and reappeared behind Li Dechao, the remaining half of his neck already severed.

The black smoke resembled swarms of army ants, rushing towards Li Dechao and devouring him in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)