My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 797 A tragic victory
The next day, noon.

The ghosts fled more than a hundred miles into the dark clouds overnight.

The soldiers of the Renzi Camp were no longer as dazed and sluggish as they had been when they first woke up last night.

Although I'm still a little dazed, I've recovered about 70-80%.

In front of Xuanyuan Hall.

Chen Mu lay on the rocking chair, looking at the Dao soldiers in the distance.

"That little winged man wasn't lying; dreamlike illusions can indeed corrupt the spirit."

Chen Mu turned to look at the corner.

The 479 Taoist soldiers who died in the incident last night are now all lying there covered with white cloths.

Some were ambushed and killed by the winged little man, while others died directly from the corruption of the dreamlike realm.

"Then...why wasn't I assimilated?"

Chen Mu frowned in confusion.

Last night, in his dreamlike state, he not only wasn't harmed, but actually felt incredibly energetic.

At the time, I thought it was a dream erosion method, but after comparing it with the experiences of other Dao soldiers, I immediately realized that it was not that simple.

Is it because of the Jade Cicada Dao Foundation?
Chen Mu seemed to be deep in thought.

Looking back now, it was the activation of the Jade Cicada Dao Foundation that attracted that mysterious gaze.

Finally, at the cost of Yu Chan's vital energy, he successfully escaped the dream.

Previously, I only felt that the Jade Cicada Dao Foundation contained some mysterious and profound divine and demonic meanings.

Looking back now, the mysterious and profound divine and demonic meaning contained within the Dao Foundation is probably not just a little bit.

"Could I have been tricked by Meng Qingchan?" Chen Mu frowned even more deeply.

He introspectively examined the jade seed of the Dao Foundation.

It is round and shiny, giving it an overall mysterious and ancient appearance. The golden light shimmers like breathing, revealing a lively and dynamic quality.

"Others' 'Rainbow Light Across the Land' doesn't have the ability to shrink the land to an inch."

"Furthermore, the Jade Cicada's energy can amplify the Plague Immortal Technique and nourish the Heavenly Demon Spirit Seed."

"Upon careful calculation, the Jade Cicada Dao Foundation has brought nothing but benefits."

"If that's the case, then the Jade Cicada's Dao Foundation should be fine... right?"

Chen Mu twitched the corners of his mouth and sighed helplessly, "Even if there are problems, it's too late to regret it."

The foundation of the Dao, the root of the Dao path, once mastered, cannot be altered.

"It would be great if I could get a copy of the 'Exquisite Golden Seal' to take a look at."

Meng Qingchan cultivates the "Exquisite Golden Chapter," which is said to originate from the ancient Exquisite Path.

That was a Taoist sect comparable to the Luofu Sect and the Chunyang Sect, but it was later destroyed by the Chunyang Sect.

Both the Plague Immortal Technique and the Jade Cicada Dao Foundation Diagram originate from the "Exquisite Golden Chapter." If one could obtain a fragment of the Golden Chapter, it might help one understand the mysteries of the Jade Cicada Dao Foundation.

"Unfortunately, this book is not in the Haotian Treasure Record, so there is no way to exchange it."

……

For the entire day, Chen Mu did nothing but stay quietly inside the Yin Soul Cloud.

The Zhu Yu magic sword flew around, repeatedly probing the surrounding environment.

At the same time, they also devoted a lot of attention to keeping a close eye on the area around Mingling Island.

Although the island was still shrouded in fog and deathly still, it wasn't entirely fruitless.

Inside the cloud of ghostly spirits.

Chen Mu looked at the two tall flags in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.

This large flag is none other than the Five-Four Flag that was mysteriously destroyed earlier.

It was discovered not far from the original location of the Five Directions Cloud Platform.

Compared to its former imposing presence, it now appears utterly miserable.

The glossy black flagpole was covered with silvery patches that looked like mold. Several holes had also appeared on the apricot-yellow flag.

"I thought the Five Banners had been blown up by that strange little man's magic."

"Looking back now, I must have been quietly pulled into a dreamlike state."

"These damages are probably also caused by the erosion of that hazy dream."

The Five Banners is an external training magic weapon.

Magical treasures have both tangible and intangible aspects, thus they can be stored in the secret apertures of jade seeds.

Because of this characteristic, the Five Flags can be drawn into a dreamlike state.

If Jiang Daojun had been in charge, the magic weapon would have shone brightly, and even if one were lost in a dream, it wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable state.

Unfortunately, Jiang Daojun was in dire straits, and his magic weapon was pulled into the dream world, where it could only passively endure the erosion.

Chen Mu looked at the Five Flags with sympathy.

"Although it was badly damaged, at least it wasn't lost."

"I just don't know if it can still support the Five Directions Cloud Platform in this state."

Unfortunately, it is a Daoist Lord's magic weapon, so we can only try it after the Daoist Lord is freed.

Well, that is, provided that Jiang Daojun can really escape.

"If there's still no movement by tomorrow, I'll have to flee immediately." Chen Mu glanced at Mingling Island in the distance and made a decision in his heart.

Although he is currently 500 miles away from Mingling Island, for a Dao Lord level being, that distance could probably be traversed in a flash.

The monster on that island was able to trap Jiang Daojun, and its cultivation level was not much lower than Jiang Daojun's.

Once they're free, they might be able to pull us all onto the island in no time.

Time passed slowly, and it was late at night on the third day.

Just as Chen Mu was about to flee with his men overnight, he couldn't help but think of it.

With a deafening roar, a dark figure burst forth from Mingling Island.

It was a black-scaled serpent hundreds of meters long, the true form of Daojun Jiangmen's Heavenly Demon.

Its body shimmered with spiritual light, like a small sun, illuminating the area within several miles of the island.

Compared to its previous ferocity, it was now covered in wounds, and only half of its wings remained.

At this moment, the aura enveloping the island was shattered, and the dense fog on the island quickly dissipated.

Under the bright moonlight, many Taoist soldiers emerged from the thin mist. But many more lay lifeless on the ground.

Looking at the surviving Dao soldiers, their auras weakened and their faces filled with panic, Chen Mu's heart sank.

Jiang Daojun did escape and win, but even if he did win, it was probably a Pyrrhic victory.

"It's better than total annihilation," Chen Mu sighed softly.

The tattered Five Directions Flag standing in front of the Xuan Yuan Hall trembled and then flew away towards Jiang Daojun.

Chen Mu watched the magical artifact streak disappear into the distance and didn't linger any longer.

He immediately activated the Yin Wind Escape technique and led the Ren-character battalion towards Mingling Island.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

A thin cloud, about six or seven miles in circumference, resembled an inverted bowl, enveloping the center of Mingling Island.

Those were the Five Banners that were stirred up once again.

Previously, it could erect a cloud platform to carry tens of thousands of soldiers. Now, it can only form a thin layer of clouds, covering six or seven miles, barely enough to block the invasion of demonic energy.

Southeast of Mingling Island, in the Renzi Camp, a large number of wounded soldiers gathered.

Their eyes were bloodshot, some had missing limbs, and some had large holes in their stomachs. Their clothes were stained with blood, and their faces were as pale as paper.

The crowd lined up and entered a huge tent. The Giant Spirit God sat deep inside the tent, methodically casting the Plague Immortal Technique and the Soul-Seizing and Rejuvenating Technique.

The two secret techniques are not specifically healing spells, but they can remove the demonic poison, replenish vital energy, and temporarily stabilize the injuries.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Chen."

Not far away, at the entrance of Qingyu Immortal Abode, Wu Jie sat in a wheelchair floating in mid-air, his face pale as he nodded his thanks to Chen Mu.

He wanted to clasp his hands in a gesture of respect, but Wu Jie, with both arms broken, had no hands to clasp.

Even if he arched his legs, it wouldn't work, because his right leg had already disappeared at the knee.

"You're too kind. I only replenished your vital energy. If you want to be fully cured, it's best to exchange for healing pills and talismans from the Xuan Yuan Palace."

Wu Jie nodded with a bitter expression on his face.

After this battle, the Taoist merit he gained was enough to exchange for treasures that could restore his limbs.

However, after exchanging them, his cultivation level was almost gone. It was no longer possible to exchange them for the high-grade magic weapon he so desperately wanted.

Unless one continues to fight in various places and earn more Taoist merits.

After fighting and working so hard for so long, I haven't accomplished anything; it's all been a waste of time.

"Fellow Daoist Chen is indeed wise," Wu Jie exclaimed.

Chen Mu smiled but did not respond.

He knew very well that the other party was just talking.

If time could be reversed, Wu Jie would still choose to charge into battle rather than stay behind at Yuntai.

"Could you tell me what happened?" Chen Mu asked curiously.

After taking up residence on Mingling Island last night as ordered by Jiang Daojun, Chen Mu took on the task of treating wounded soldiers.

All that is known is that the losses were devastating, with nearly half of the soldiers killed, including several camp commanders. However, the specific details remain unclear.

"I can't really say," Wu Jie shook his head. "It's like a dream."

"In the blink of an eye, I entered an illusion, surrounded by monsters and beasts that kept attacking me."

"When we came to our senses, we realized that all the monsters we had killed were our own people."

“And Wen Tong… he died from the burning of Yin Fire in his heart.” He said with a complicated expression.

"Fellow Daoist Wen is dead too?" Chen Mu was shocked.

He was the most familiar with this person, who was one of the camp leaders under Jiang Daojun.

The two camps were close together, and initially, the other party even tried to recruit Chen Mu into an alliance to earn Dao merit. Although it didn't work out, he still became somewhat familiar with Chen Mu. When they gathered at the Xuan Yuan Hall, they would always exchange a few words.

Moreover, compared to Wu Jie, Wen Tong was much more cautious. In the past six months of fighting, Wen Tong had only suffered some minor injuries. Wu Jie, on the other hand, had lost his left arm early on due to his recklessness.

Previously in the Xuan Yuan Hall, Wen Tong was full of vigor, saying that fortune and honor are found in danger. Unexpectedly, he stumbled and fell in the blink of an eye, and died from the backlash of the contract, his heart consumed by the Yin Fire.

This encounter...

“Wen Tong had many hidden tricks up his sleeve, but it was precisely because of this that, when his mind was clouded, he mistakenly killed many Dao soldiers, and even… a certain camp leader.”

"That's why the contract backfired, and he died from being burned in the heart by the Yin Fire," Wu Jie sighed.

"And my right leg is also thanks to him."

Chen Mu: “…”

What should I say?

All I can say is that I'm lucky to have stayed inside the Five Directions Cloud Platform.

If I were to fall into this illusion where friend and foe are indiscriminate, the consequences would be... tsk tsk!
(End of this chapter)