My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 89 The Wind Rises
Ten miles outside of Daliushu Village, on a small hillside, nearly a thousand people were camped around the area. White makeshift tents were densely packed around the hillside.

A violent argument suddenly erupted inside a tent.

Kui Tuo's face flushed crimson, his thick beard barely concealing it: "You're sending me to my death?!"

He stared at Zhang Ye fiercely. If he couldn't beat him, he would have wanted to go up and beat this bastard hard.

"Calm down, calm down," Zhang Ye quickly moved closer to Kuituo and gently comforted him.

This is one of his few top generals; we can't afford to fall out with him.

"If I really wanted to harm you, would I have given you something as precious as the Ancestral Symbol?" Zhang Ye looked at the dull-colored scroll in his hand, his face twitching with pain.

"I was ordered to send people from above, I had no choice," Zhang Ye said with a bitter expression.

He was a pathetic leader. He was ostracized by his superiors and resented by his subordinates, and he suffered mistreatment every day.

Kuituo's expression softened slightly, but he was still shaken by the events of the previous night: "Were those things evil spirits?"

"Yes." Zhang Ye didn't hide anything: "We came out this time to exterminate evil spirits and protect the territory..."

Kuituo Tongling stared at Zhang Ye with wide eyes. "We're a bunch of shady characters operating in the gray areas, and you're talking to me about protecting the region and its people?"
"Is that what they say?" Zhang Ye asked helplessly.

"Then wouldn't we become cannon fodder?" Kuituo was honest but not stupid.

The Jinghong Gang was recruiting people with such high-profile and unbelievably good benefits. Turns out they were just sending them to their deaths!

"Not entirely. This was actually a training exercise to test courage and prepare for battle."

"Other halls suffered losses, but not this great."

"We were unlucky; we ran into a formidable opponent."

Zhang Ye's face turned bitter. It wasn't bad luck; he'd been tricked. He'd been given a troublesome target.

Fortunately, he was careful and gave Kui Tuo a talisman for warding off evil spirits beforehand. Otherwise, this great general would have perished inside.

"For everyone's sake, we must practice that Sand Gathering Formation properly when we get back," Zhang Ye earnestly reminded them. "That's our only hope for survival."

Kui Tuo's face was grim, and he seemed to be considering retreating.

"Don't even think about running away, you can't escape," Zhang Ye said with a mournful face.

His first thought upon learning the truth was to run away. But he held back.

Let's wait for others to run and see.

Sure enough, some terrified wandering martial artists fled overnight. The next morning, however, he found more than a dozen mummified corpses.

The envoy, Sikou Qing, didn't even blink, casually mentioned a lavish funeral and compensation, and then that was the end of it.

Zhang Ye bet that this matter was definitely related to this Seventh Miss.

After several more incidents involving mummified corpses, fewer and fewer people dared to run away.

"Let's focus on training. Before we encounter anything big." Zhang Ye said bitterly.

"No way, I'll sell everything I own to buy a few more Ancestral Mandate Talismans!"

He didn't want a lavish funeral and compensation.

……

Shanglinfang, Chen Residence.

Chen Mu carefully comprehended the cultivation method for the Marrow Transformation Realm.

One cycle consists of 316 breaths, with incredibly complex variations in intensity.

Fortunately, the number of guiding movements is not large, the same as the Bone-Changing Realm, only thirty-six.

Just memorizing the complicated breathing rhythm can drive most people crazy.

Chen Mu sighed and had to flip through the booklet in his hand again. Hmm... it's not a big problem.

It's okay if you can't remember it. Just practice and you'll remember it once you get used to it.

Putting away the Jade-Eyed Golden Ape Manual, Chen Mu stir-fried some twice-cooked pork, sliced ​​two pounds of braised beef shank, and leisurely ate rice while holding a large bowl of white wheat.

He still prefers to stay at home, just like in his previous life.

I used to stay home reading novels and playing games; now I stay home grinding skill levels.

But now he can eat whatever he wants.

Unlike his previous life, he no longer had to be afraid to eat meat or use oil, spending all his time thinking about boiled vegetables. After all, he was a fat otaku.

"I can eat whatever I want and not gain weight. If those girls knew, they'd be so envious." Chen Mu shoveled rice into his mouth with a smile.

He enjoys his current life very much.

"It would be better if things weren't so chaotic outside," Chen Mu sighed.

Maybe he can even take a spontaneous trip.

What a pity... Amidst the chaos of war and the behemoth that are powerful clans. What if you run into one when you go out?
Let's leave the dream of traveling as a dream for now.

Anyway, none of my dreams came true in my past life. As for seeing the world...

Once he's mastered the skills, he'll have plenty of time to explore the world.

……

Ninglang County, a small hillside.

There was a huge, magnificent tent on the mountainside.

Sikou Qingpanxi sat on a soft couch, closing his eyes to rest.

At this moment, several hall masters entered after reporting.

"Your Excellency, the group that was here last night has returned." Zhuo Yinghai bowed and whispered a reminder: "The casualties are quite heavy."

Si Kouqing opened his eyes: "Which place is the most dangerous?"

“Daliushu Village. Only one person survived,” Zhuo Yinghai said hurriedly.

"There's still someone alive? Looks like they're at the Human level." Si Kouqing looked disappointed.

"Send another group in to determine the level of the evil spirit."

The cold attitude immediately sent chills down Zhuo Yinghai's spine.

This envoy truly disregards human life. He constantly sends people to test the evil spirits, using human lives to determine their strength.

“That man should have died, but he happened to have an Ancestral Talisman on him,” Zhuo Yinghai said quickly.

This man may not care about human life, but he can't afford to be indifferent. The more people die, the more people hate him, and he still dreams of replacing Jin Wuduan. If his subordinates rebel, how can he remain the gang leader?

"Who gave him the Ancestral Symbol?!" Si Kouqing's face immediately turned cold: "How can we determine the level of evil spirits like that?!"

Zhuo Yinghai felt a bitter taste in his mouth. Not allowing them to bring means of self-defense was tantamount to sending them to their deaths. Nobody wanted to do that.

"Your Excellency, we are here to train our troops. If we suffer too many casualties, it will be difficult to recruit more people later." Zhuo Yinghai advised tactfully, "It doesn't matter if a few people die. What I'm afraid of is delaying Your Excellency's important business."

"Hmm." Si Kouqing nodded noncommittally, then asked, "How many monstrous evil spirits have you found so far?"

"Including Daliushu Village, there are about seven places." Zhuo Yinghai breathed a sigh of relief, finally managing to get away with it.

Every time they encounter a monster-level monster, those who go in are almost certain to die.

These seven bizarre and malevolent entities have caused the deaths of nearly a hundred people!
If it weren't for Sikou Qing's strange secret method of marking everyone, causing deserters to die one by one, the main camp at the foot of the mountain would have been wiped out long ago!

He himself wanted to run away!

"Stop the probing. Starting tomorrow, use these seven evil spirits to practice the Sand Gathering Formation," Si Kouqing ordered.

"Yes!" Zhuo Yinghai breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, I don't have to die in vain.

The Sand Gathering Formation can gather and amplify Qi and blood, temporarily suppressing evil spirits.

If handled properly and reacted quickly, at least they wouldn't have died so inexplicably like they have now.

Just then, a spirited maid suddenly burst in.

Zhuo Yinghai quickly stepped back to make way.

This person comes from the family of the Imperial Envoy and is Qi Tingman, a trusted maid and bodyguard of Si Kouqing.

At such a young age, he has already achieved mastery of physical training, which makes him a force to be reckoned with.

She was holding a gray-feathered falcon in her hand and walked quickly to Si Kouqing.

"Miss, Chief Jin's Grey Falcon has sent a message, something big must have happened!" Qi Tingman untied the small bamboo tube from the falcon's ankle and respectfully handed it to Si Kouqing.

Si Kouqing nodded, took the document, and opened it.

After looking at it for a while, his eyes flashed with murderous intent.

A wisp of black smoke flashed across his face and disappeared.

Zhuo Yinghai immediately felt the pressure coming on, and couldn't help but take two steps back again, his back instantly soaked with sweat.

"How dare you!" Si Kouqing's eyebrows shot up in anger as she shouted, "Has Jin Wuduan had enough of living?!"

"Miss?" Qi Tingman hesitated, she had never seen her young mistress so out of control.

"Yu'er has most likely been murdered." Si Kouqing's face was grim.

Not only that, but they also lost a child who was very likely to have a Daoist spirit!
That was a Thousand Machine Token! And it just slipped through her fingers like that. Si Kouqing was so frustrated she almost ground her teeth to powder!
"Tingman, take your men and I and go ahead!" After saying that, she strode out of the tent: "Zhuo Yinghai, you lead the team behind, and we can set off back to Nanyang."

"Yes!" the crowd replied respectfully.

Zhuo Yinghai watched Si Kouqing's figure disappear from sight and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Finally, I don't have to risk my life by touching evil spirits." He was afraid, though. What if one day he was thrown into a den of evil spirits himself?
"That纨绔公子 (playboy) Sikou Yu is dead?" Zhuo Yinghai felt a slight sense of schadenfreude.

He's always been so high and mighty, but now he's finally fallen flat on his face.

The waters of Nanyang Prefecture run deep!
(End of this chapter)