My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 462 Attack
Two days later, in Chen Mu's courtyard in Qiandeng City.

A tall, thin, sinister spirit dressed in black walked out joyfully.

At this time, the small earthen mounds that used to surround the courtyard have disappeared, replaced by a large area of ​​flat, compacted earth.

The numerous spirits, following their original organization, gathered in groups of ten or more around the soul-guiding lamp, scattered in piles in the open space in front of the courtyard.

Watching the tall, slender figure emerge with a joyful expression, everyone's eyes were filled with envy and hope. No one wouldn't want to experience the kind of effortless success that comes with learning a skill in the blink of an eye, without the need for diligent study and practice.

He stared longingly at the courtyard for a long time, but no one was called in again.

They were not disappointed, because they knew that this kind of thing would continue tomorrow.

In the courtyard, Chen Mu let out a long breath and quickly withdrew the Heavenly Demon True Form from his brow.

"The seed of spirit is easy to plant, but the secret method is difficult to pass on!"

Retrieving a frozen water ape corpse, Chen Mu activated the Soul-Seizing and Rejuvenating Technique to help the Heavenly Demon True Form recover its vital energy.

The transmission of secret techniques requires a large amount of Yin spiritual power to carry the true meaning of the techniques. Even though he had cultivated the rudimentary form of a divine embryo and greatly increased his Yin spiritual power, he still could not complete the transmission for more than three hundred people at once and had to do it in batches.

“We don’t have enough of these aquatic ape corpses,” Chen Mu said, scratching his head.

After successfully cultivating his divine embryo, he no longer needed the burning of the Flying Flame Scripture or the rapid cultivation of his vital energy, so he stopped collecting water ape corpses. Little did he expect that he would encounter such a problem now.

"If only we had a lot of jade dewdrops, that would be great too," Chen Mu sighed.

This was originally the specialty of the Caiyuan tribe, but the dew-gathering spell of these Yin spirits in Qiandeng City had long since lost its effectiveness.

Thinking of this, Chen Mu looked next door and couldn't help but smile.

"We can only make things difficult for Supervisor Shen."

Shen Yan's cultivation is profound; he can still easily extract jade dew to irrigate his vegetable garden. Refining more to help him restore his divine power should not be a problem.

……

"Are you stupid?!" Shen Yan exclaimed incredulously, "You have so many Yin Spirits from the Yuan Collection Department available, and you want me to collect Jade Dew for you?"

"You're the idiot!" Chen Mu said unhappily. "If they could still use the Dew Gathering Spell, what would I need you for!"

"Ha! It seems you have no idea where Jade Dew comes from." Shen Yan curled his lips, his face full of a mocking smile.

"Really? It seems you want more experience doing the splits in front of three hundred Yin spirits!" Chen Mu narrowed his eyes.

Hiss... How did this turn into threatening people?

Shen Yan looked helpless: "Jade Dew comes from the River of Oblivion."

"The Dew Gathering Spell failed because Lan Zhang destroyed the Bottomless Pool of the Yellow Springs Department and sealed the Gate of Ghosts, resulting in the absence of the power of the River of Oblivion radiating within the camp. The newly born Yin Spirits are weak and unable to cross the void to connect with the River of Oblivion, so the spell naturally failed."

"But now they all know the Three Paths Curse, which can draw the source of the River of Oblivion. You can extract the Weak Water from it, and they can naturally collect the Jade Dew from it as well."

Chen Mu's eyes lit up immediately.

I didn't just collect three hundred Yin spirits, I collected three hundred human-shaped jade dew spirit fields!

Farming is great! I love farming!

……

With the spirits of Geng Liuqi collecting jade dew, Chen Mu could quickly recover his vital energy. Recklessly expending his divine power, he completed the Three Paths Curse Transmission in just one day.

In order to better collect jade dew, he also spent another half day spreading his perfect dew-collecting incantation.

Farming involves watering, fertilizing, selecting seeds, and raising seedlings—it's all perfectly normal. Chen Mu's experience sharing of the Dew-Gathering Spell was incredibly smooth and efficient.

In addition to spreading the Dharma, he also made a special trip out of Thousand Lantern City to inquire about news from the camp.

After all, the loss of a banner and over three hundred spirits might trigger some subsequent events. As a result, the infighting within the camp continued, and even the Caiyuan tribe members themselves did not notice anyone's disappearance.

"We're doomed sooner or later!" Shen Yan couldn't help but curse again after hearing the live broadcast.

Chen Mu, however, returned to Thousand Lantern City feeling relaxed and happy.

After many busy days, it's time to try out the effects of the Three Paths Curse.

His original intention in bringing people into Thousand Lantern City was to accelerate the cultivation of the Divine Embryo.

……

at dusk.

Thirty li away from Haizi Camp, on a small hilltop.

Lan Zhang stood in the biting wind, gazing absently at the faint lights in the distant camp.

After a long while, the shadows behind him moved, and suddenly, countless eyes opened.

"That group is scheming to devour each other's forces. They all want to unite all the auxiliary troops to gain the favor of Jigu City and then replace you." The blind boy's layered childish voice was full of sarcasm.

"They probably don't realize that all the auxiliary soldiers combined are not as important as a single soul-summoning banner. Even if they manage to contact Jigu City, they probably won't escape being abandoned."

"So we need to find a way to get the summoning banner into their hands so that Jigu City can take away this batch of tampered auxiliary soldiers," Lan Zhang said with a smile.

"Didn't see Shen Yan?" he asked curiously.

"He may have already escaped from the camp," the Blind Boy wondered.

"Forget it, let's ignore him." Lan Zhang shook his head: "We need to put some pressure on these people and make them contact the Yin soldiers of Jigu City as soon as possible."

As Lan Zhang waved his hand, a group of three-meter-tall, red-haired, four-armed, red-eyed water apes suddenly rushed out from the dense forest of the hill.

They landed on all sixs, leaping dozens of meters in a single bound, sending mud flying and creating huge craters wherever they went, instantly pulverizing vegetation and rocks.

Countless crimson-eyed water apes charged out in droves, like a powerful, blood-red tide, surging towards the Hai-character camp. In just a few breaths, they covered more than thirty miles and stormed into the camp without any hindrance.

Explosions, flames, screams of panic—the entire camp was instantly thrown into chaos. The auxiliary troops, lacking any combat experience, were utterly incapable of organizing a proper counterattack. Within a quarter of an hour, the entire camp was shattered. Over a hundred thousand ghostly soldiers scattered and fled in the blink of an eye, leaving only a dilapidated camp ablaze with flames.

……

Late at night, in the city of a thousand lights.

Chen Mu lit the Soul-Guiding Lamp, illuminating the Thousand Lantern City, and eagerly began testing the effects of the Three Paths Curse.

Under Hong Xiu's command, the Yin soldiers of the Geng Liu Banner were all activated to cast spells, and a massive aura surged into Thousand Lantern City.

source!

The source of the River of Oblivion!
Chen Mu was overjoyed.

Previously, when he cast the Three Paths Curse on his own, he would at most dig a small ditch along the River of Oblivion to divert the water. Now, with the combined efforts of the three hundred leaders, the small ditch instantly transformed into a small river two or three meters wide.

He immediately circulated the Calm Mind Sutra, and a continuous flow of weak water surged into his body. His brow apex throbbed rhythmically, and he felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction.

Is this what it feels like to be cheating?
What a pleasure!
He immediately calmed his mind and focused all his strength to intercept the power of the Weak Water, channeling it into the secret acupoint between his eyebrows. Feeling the visibly enhanced vitality of the Ghost Mark, Chen Mu became completely absorbed in it, unable to tear himself away.

The bamboo water clock dripped softly, time slowly passed, and the night grew deeper. Only when dawn was about to break, the power of the various Yin spirits gradually exhausted, and the source of the River of Oblivion slowly disappeared, did Chen Mu come to his senses.

The true form of the Heavenly Demon flew out, its internal supernatural demonic patterns shimmering with silver light. Fragments of the divine embryo emerged from its feet, converging from the top of its head, and finally darting into the embryonic form.

hum!
The entire courtyard seemed to be illuminated by a high-powered light, instantly bathed in a bright white glow.

After a while, when the light of the divine embryo weakened, Chen Mu removed the embryonic form for a closer look. The gaps on the net-like sphere tightened again, and a small cluster of fluorescent demonic spirit seeds emerged.

"If we can improve the divine embryo a little bit every day, wouldn't it only take three to five years to cultivate the divine embryo?" Chen Mu asked with delight.

"Are you out of your mind from staying up all night? Go get some sleep, you can dream about anything." Shen Yan glanced at Chen Mu, his sarcasm undisguised.

Chen Mu couldn't help but squint.

That old devil is getting more and more outrageous lately.

Shen Yan remained calm and composed despite Chen Mu's gaze. He had figured it out: since he couldn't leave Thousand Lantern City anyway, what was there to be afraid of?

Somersaults? Splits? Whatever!

"Are there other explanations for this?" Chen Mu finally couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

"If you want to complete the tracing of the divine embryo's origin as quickly as possible, your three hundred Yin spirits are simply not enough."

"But even if you continue to recruit people, the ability of the Pingxin Sutra to refine the Weak Water cannot increase indefinitely."

"Furthermore, while Weak Water has the ability to assist Ghost Patterns in returning to their origins, it is only an auxiliary ability. What truly determines the upper limit of the origin-tracing speed is the potential of the Ghost Patterns themselves."

"Like the black leafy greens that were just planted in this vegetable garden, can you expect them to turn into a dish in a day? No matter how much fertilizer you add, it won't help."

Chen Mu suddenly realized: "The speed at which the divine embryo traces its origin has an inherent limit?"

"Of course," Shen Yan nodded.

"When you asked me to gather Yin spirits, you didn't mention anything about a potential limit!" Chen Mu asked with a dark face.

"Is it a lie? It's inevitable that I'll downplay the important points." Shen Yan shrugged, looking like a dead pig that doesn't fear boiling water.

Chen Mu paused for a moment.

He admitted it! This old devil actually admitted he was lying to people back then?!
Are you out of your mind?
Could it be that they have some other scheme in mind?

Chen Mu scratched his head.

After Shen Yan interrupted him, he had regained his composure.

"The Divine Embryo is ultimately the foundation of the Yin Spirit, which takes ordinary Yin Spirits over a hundred years to cultivate. Even with the Three Paths Curse to accelerate its growth, it is impossible to cultivate it in a short time."

"Forget it, if it can be done, then so be it. I won't force it."

In Chen Mu's view, the Heavenly Demon True Form was just a secret technique that didn't involve the fundamentals, so he quickly calmed his mind.

……

After handing the spirits over to Hong Xiu for arrangement and letting them rest, Chen Mu emerged from Thousand Lantern City.

The sun rises in the east, and the clouds are bright red.

The crimson sun of the Netherworld Heaven makes creatures bathed in its light irritable; even though its rays are intense, they chill the heart. Only the rising sun can bring a touch of warmth.

"The environment in the Netherworld is truly terrible. Under the influence of Blood Sun, there will likely be no shortage of conflict throughout the Netherworld."

"I wonder how long those guys from the Hai Battalion can hold out."

Having witnessed too much of the chaotic, disorganized behavior within the Hai-character camp, Chen Mu couldn't help but feel worried. Could he really expect to return to the Underworld with these guys?

The Hai-character camp is now completely exposed and without any Yin soldiers to protect it. What if it encounters an attack from the Netherworld Demons or Heavenly Demons...?

His thoughts were racing when he inadvertently turned his head and saw thick black smoke rising into the sky above the camp.

Chen Mu's heart skipped a beat.

isn't it...

He immediately activated his Listening Skill, but all he could hear was the crackling sound of the remaining flames burning.

Where are the people?!
Where did those 100,000+ spirits from the Hai camp go?!

I stayed up all night cultivating immortality, and the Hai character camp just vanished? That's not how magic works!

Chen Mu was completely stunned.

(End of this chapter)