Mortal: Even with a Heavenly Spiritual Root, I still have to try and get my hands on the Little Gree

Mu Yu hadn't encountered such a blatant and mindless provocation in many years.

After confirming that he had memorized all the demonic beast script and related translations recorded on the stone tablet, Mu Yu turned around expressionlessly and said calmly:

"Mortals? Has the conflict between immortals and mortals here reached this level?"

The one who made the provocative remark was a middle-aged man.

The person's eyes were filled with intense hostility and jealousy, and also carried a strange aura of a combination of inferiority and arrogance.

"Tch, even after ending up here, they still can't figure out their place!"

"Mortals... You who are now powerless are not even as good as a mortal."

"You really think you're still that high and mighty immortal you used to be?"

As the middle-aged man spoke, he arrogantly stretched out his hand and waved it at Mu Yu.

Frowning, Mu Yu was too lazy to waste words with this idiot. He swung his spear horizontally and sent the idiot flying.

Although in this dark and gloomy place, Mu Yu had almost no body-refining techniques left.

But to a mortal, Mu Yu is still considered a high and mighty cultivator.

"As expected, he's still just a mortal. Can't he even maintain the most basic rationality?"

What you said might resonate with others, but it's completely different for me.

"In that case, you're just unlucky."

"It seems you were quite afraid of cultivators before entering this Netherworld."

"That's how it evolved into this extreme and twisted hatred."

"Although the level of cultivators here is limited, if it weren't for those methods of manipulating the power of the underworld, you mortals would have all perished long ago."

After making a few brief comments, Mu Yu turned and walked away.

There was no need to kill the other person; such a person posed no threat to Mu Yu.

His display of power also caused the prying eyes around him to disappear without a trace.

Turning back to the house arranged for them in the village, Zi Ling and Mei Ning both breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Mu Yu return.

Clearly, in such a place, if two stunningly beautiful women were left unprotected, their fate would likely be worse than death.

"Senior Mu... Zi Ling considers herself to be of low strength, but she does know a little about mortal dance. Although it is only a superficial understanding from mortal dancers, it should not be a burden to you."

"I wonder if, for my mother's sake, you could take Zi Ling with you on the way to Storm Mountain?"

Back in her room, Zi Ling couldn't wait to speak.

Clearly, she was very worried that Mu Yu would leave her in such a place, after all, the difference between dance and martial arts was quite significant.

Upon hearing Zi Ling's words, Mei Ning's cheeks flushed slightly, but she still forced herself to speak:

"Senior Mu, I am not skilled in dance. I am just a mortal now."

"But... I am confident that I can restore your magic power in a short time. If so, would it be possible for you to take me away from this place?"

As Mei Ning spoke, she stretched out her arm towards Mu Yu, revealing the bright red mark of virginity on her arm, and continued to explain:

"I possess the essence of the Jade Phoenix Marrow, and I can use a secret technique to transfer the spiritual energy within my body to you, senior."

"With the special effects of spiritual energy, it is definitely possible to restore magical power and spiritual consciousness here in a short time."

After noticing that Mu Yu was looking at the virginity mark on her arm, Mei Ning stretched out her other hand and pressed it slightly on the mark.

The next moment, the bright red mark gradually faded, replaced by a lifelike silver phoenix pattern.

Mu Yu naturally knew that Mei Ning possessed the body of the Jade Phoenix Marrow, but seeing the silver phoenix in person still felt somewhat novel.

Even in this desolate place, it can have such a miraculous effect.

"Indeed, it is a body made of jade phoenix marrow."

"The spiritual energy within you is indeed somewhat useful to me. In exchange for this item, I can take you away from here."

Upon hearing this, Mei Ning finally breathed a sigh of relief, while Zi Ling's eyes dimmed considerably.

She never expected that the seemingly timid woman beside her would have such abilities.

They had originally hoped to rely on Mu Yu's connections with the Miaoyin Sect to try and secure a chance of survival, but now...

"Senior Mu, if I don't presume to ask for your help, could we travel together on the journey to Storm Mountain?"

Zi Ling actually intended to use her body as a bargaining chip. After all, the title of the most beautiful woman in the Chaotic Star Sea brought her not only trouble from a young age, but also a lot of help.

But in this desperate situation, Zi Ling didn't think beauty would be of much use.

Therefore, the only way to survive is for oneself to seek it out.

If she couldn't set off with Mu Yu this time, and without that little monkey who could easily slay the Yinming Beast, Zi Ling would probably be trapped here to die.

"It seems that the two young ladies have misunderstood me in some way."

"It seems that the two young ladies have misunderstood me in some way."

"Don't worry, since I dared to come to this Netherworld on my own initiative, I am naturally confident that I can leave."

"So, it's fine to bring the two of you, or even more people."

"Now you two can rest assured."

Mu Yu didn't mention any reward, but both of them understood what price they would have to pay to leave this place.

After all, Mu Yu risked his life to help the two of them escape from that desperate situation; it couldn't have been just out of pure kindness.

"Since Senior Mu possesses such extraordinary abilities, may I ask if you could bring one more person along?"

"My brother is also trapped here..."

Mei Ning was a little embarrassed, but for her brother's sake, she was still willing to give it a try.

Mu Yu knew that Mei Ning's brother was most likely dead at this moment, but she still spoke up:

"If your brother appears here, it wouldn't hurt to bring him along, for the sake of spiritual energy."

"But now..."

"Alright, there are still about six months until Storm Mountain opens. I'll take you to a few villages to search."

"If you're lucky enough to find it, there's no harm in taking it with you."

"If I'm unlucky, then I certainly won't let him delay me for another six months."

Hearing Mu Yu's first words, Mei Ning felt somewhat disappointed, but upon hearing his next words, she burst into tears of joy.

"Thank you, Senior Mu... If we couldn't find him within half a year, my brother would probably be in grave danger. Mei Ning would never dare to delay Senior Mu's time because of this."

"Then...when will I need that spiritual energy? I..."

As Mei Ning finished speaking, she seemed to realize something, and her cheeks instantly turned bright red.

"This place isn't difficult for me. It would be a waste to use spiritual energy here. You can transfer it to me after you leave."

……

Nothing more was said that night, and the three of them went to bed peacefully. With the Soul-Crying Beasts guarding them, they slept relatively soundly.

The next day, the boy who had returned the day before indeed brought Mu Yu several stones of the same material as the stone slabs in the village.

Accompanying him were two other elderly men, one of whom was naturally the Yun family elder from the Heavenly Talisman Sect.

The three cultivators came together, their purpose being to win over Mu Yu and thus elevate the status of their faction within the village.

Mu Yu had no interest in such matters. Instead, he asked where the storage bags of the cultivators from before were located.

Upon hearing this, the three cultivators did not care about the value of those items and directly led Mu Yu to a large pit outside the village.

At this moment, the pit was filled with all sorts of miscellaneous items, and Mu Yu could occasionally even recognize some familiar materials or magical artifacts.

"When we first came in, the protective spells on the storage bag hadn't expired yet, and the items that were originally inside could still maintain their original state."

"But as time went on, the storage bag gradually lost its effect, and the items that were originally put into the storage bag naturally returned to their original size."

"Therefore, whenever a cultivator officially joins the village, their storage bag is thrown out of the village before it expires, to prevent the contents from damaging the houses in the village."

"Otherwise, the village would have been flooded with the contents of those storage bags by now."

Another elderly man surnamed Jin from Da Jin, from Si Hai Zhen Yuan, looked at the huge mountain of "garbage" at the edge of the village with an extremely complex expression on his face.

After all, this so-called "garbage" mountain was the life's worth of the cultivators who died tragically in this dark land.

Mu Yu had heard rumors about storage bags malfunctioning, but she had never seen it with her own eyes.

In this dark and gloomy place, it's quite normal for storage bags to malfunction.

After all, a storage bag is just a sturdy piece of cloth with some protective spells inscribed on it to keep the items from shrinking.

Under normal circumstances, storage bags will not malfunction inexplicably.

However, if the storage bag is located in a place devoid of spiritual energy, and there are no items inside the storage bag that can provide spiritual energy, then the restrictions inscribed on the storage bag will naturally become ineffective.

When the storage bag fails, the shrinking restriction applied to the items inside will also fail, restoring them to their original size.

Perhaps, among the mortals in this dark land, some have even been crushed to death by the items in their malfunctioning storage bags.

Mu Yu stared at the various materials in the large pit for a long time, then suddenly said with some emotion:

"It's really inconvenient without the aid of divine sense."

"Fellow Daoist Jin, how long will these few Netherworld Beast Crystals be enough for the village's hunting harvest?"

Mu Yu took out three soul stones from his pocket and showed them to the old man surnamed Jin beside him.

Upon seeing the Yinming Beast Crystal in Mu Yu's hand, the old man surnamed Jin's voice trembled slightly.

"Where... did you obtain this, fellow Daoist?"

"Where... did you obtain this, fellow Daoist?"

"It's so big... This piece alone is comparable to... This quantity is enough for the village to work hard for half a year."

The old man surnamed Jin looked at Mu Yu as if he were seeing a god of wealth.

But the next moment, the old man surnamed Jin heard words from Mu Yu that he could not understand.

"How about these three pieces, in exchange for your entire village searching for treasure in this garbage dump for three days?"

With the combined effect of the Yinming Beast Crystal and Mu Yu's own strength, everyone in the village entered the "garbage" mountain and took out seemingly ordinary items to show Mu Yu.

As Mu Yu carved the stone in his hand, he casually watched the group of people working for him.

Occasionally, when Mu Yu sees something unfamiliar, after thinking about it, she either asks someone to throw it away or places it beside her to wait for them to take it away.

In this resource-scarce place, almost everyone was hardworking and resilient. In just about two days, the small mountain made up of the contents of the expired storage bag was completely moved to a different location.

Beside Mu Yu, a small cart made of animal bones appeared, with a package the size of a watermelon inside.

As for sinking, we can deal with that once we reach the villages near Storm Mountain.

That's right, Mu Yu only managed to select this little bit of stuff after moving an entire mountain of "garbage".

After all, the vast majority of cultivators who were sucked into the Netherworld were below the Core Formation stage.

As for cultivators in the Core Formation and Nascent Soul stages, as long as they don't encounter the Qi of Absolute Spirit, they should be able to escape under the attraction of the Ghost Mist.

Moreover, even if someone is sucked in, as long as they are not too unlucky, cultivators above the Core Formation stage, if they have some treasures or something, have a certain probability of escaping.

After all, the breakthroughs in the Core Formation and Nascent Soul stages can significantly enhance a cultivator's physical attributes.

This shows just how unlucky that Nascent Soul cultivator who died tragically in the Netherworld was.

This is why, despite the Ghost Mist treating everyone equally and absorbing many cultivators and demonic beasts, there are not many high-level demonic beasts in the Netherworld.

Even without being able to use demonic power, a high-level demon beast can easily escape by relying solely on its physical strength.

……

Three days later, Mu Yu left as promised. Before leaving, he naturally received the method of refining spirit-summoning talismans from the old man surnamed Yun from the Tianfu Sect.

In the human realm, there are very few spiritual talisman inheritances for cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage, and spiritual talismans like the Spirit Subduing Talisman, which can enhance a cultivator's combat power, are even rarer.

Therefore, this thing is quite precious to Mu Yu.

"The value of this item is enough for me to take you away."

"I just don't know if you still have the courage to venture into Stormwind Mountain?"

Faced with Mu Yu's question, the old man surnamed Yun's eyes flashed with interest, but in the end he shook his head and chose to refuse.

Clearly, the trauma of his previous adventure through Stormwind Mountain had left him so terrified that he no longer had the courage to attempt it again.

Seeing this, Mu Yu did not try to persuade her further.

Given the current physical condition of the elderly man surnamed Yun, even with Mu Yu's protection and without encountering any danger along the way, there is still a considerable probability that he will die of illness during the journey due to his physical condition.

Perhaps, after their first failed attempt to conquer Stormwind Mountain, they never had another chance.

Holding a very simple map, Mu Yu and the other two sat in a carriage made of bones, with the giant ape-like Ti Hun pulling the carriage. They arrived at the next village without any problems.

The route they were traveling had probably been explored by the natives living in the Netherworld. They didn't encounter many Netherworld beasts along the way, only a few, which was enough to give Ti Hun a treat.

Upon arriving in the unfamiliar village, the process was the same, and the soul stones were used as the trading items, but this time they attracted many greedy glances.

But it didn't matter; after a good beating, everyone quieted down.

Meanwhile, to prevent the group from slowing down their transport, Mu Yu thoughtfully refrained from killing anyone and didn't even affect their mobility.

However, the items harvested in this village were not very good. Mu Yu only found three decent auxiliary materials. She didn't want them at first, but since she had already wasted several days, she couldn't let them go to waste.

And so, Mu Yu continued on his way, thinking about the location of Storm Mountain, while searching for treasure in the "garbage" piles of various villages.

It must be said that the Underworld is indeed something special.

Even with Mu Yu's discerning eye, he acquired many rare and precious items, and occasionally even found lost secret techniques from ancient times.

Besides that, there was also the sunken water piled on another animal bone cart.

Since Mu Yu didn't want to waste Mei Ning's spiritual energy in this dark and gloomy place, he could only use some animal skin bags to hold Chen Shui.

Given its size as a giant ape, this weight is no problem at all.

However, after pulling up the sinking water, Mu Yu and the other two no longer sat on the animal bone cart, but got off and walked with Ti Hun.

During this time, cultivators from other villages who had fallen on hard times also wanted to travel with Mu Yu.

Mu Yu did not directly refuse, but made it clear that they could come along, but Mu Yu would not take the initiative to protect them.

Unless, there is something of sufficiently high value to be exchanged.

After Mu Yu explained this, not many people were willing to follow.

Occasionally, some who didn't believe in the superstition would slink back after seeing that Mu Yu wouldn't even let them get on that bone carriage.

Actually, the bone carts weren't very fast. If they were willing to take a gamble, they should have a 60-70% chance of escaping.

But clearly, they didn't know this, and Mu Yu wouldn't bother to explain it, lest she cause herself trouble.

However, if someone is willing to come and take the plunge, Mu Yu will naturally not stop them. In fact, if Mu Yu is in a good mood, it is not impossible for them to help out a little.

Unfortunately, these people were still too afraid of losing their lives.

Even knowing that staying in this dark and gloomy place would only lead to death, only a few dared to risk their lives to carve out a path to survival.

Perhaps, Mu Yu simply hasn't encountered those who dare to fight to the death.

Or perhaps those who dared to fight to the death have already chosen to leave rather than stay in the mortal village and wait to die.

……

Two months passed in this way, and Mu Yu and the other two arrived at a place called Hongtu Village, where they found Mei Ning's brother's belongings.

The space of the Underworld is still quite large for mortals. Being able to find Mei Ning's brother's fate here is a good ending for Mei Ning.

As for the corpses... since only bones remained, and several were buried together, they were impossible to distinguish without divine sense and magical power, so they had to be abandoned in the end.

In the end, Mei Ning only took away the bloodstained clothes left by her brother and the storage bag.