I am grinding experience in another world

More than ten days passed in the blink of an eye, deep into the night.

Gray fog slowly surged, firmly enveloping the skies above Hai Character Camp. Several groups of ghostly green flames, like the pendulum of a clock, moved slowly yet ceaselessly through the mist.

Flame Moving Division, Yi Third Flag encampment.

A faint green light penetrated the large paper windows into the barracks, shifting gradually with the passage of time and slowly illuminating Chen Mu’s profile.

Sitting cross-legged against the wall, Chen Mu opened his eyes and quietly surveyed the barracks.

It was now deep into the night, and everyone else had fallen into a deep sleep, with Shi De Chun muttering incoherently not far away.

"Do Yin Spirits dream of ghosts?"

Chen Mu silently watched the various sleeping figures without making a sound.

He had stayed in the Netherworld for several months and discovered that these so-called Yin Spirits were not the spirits of the dead in the traditional sense.

They ate and slept like the living, with different personalities and preferences, showing little attachment to their past lives, as if they were another living being with partial memories of their previous existence.

As a wisp of ghostly green light passed by again, Chen Mu shook his head slightly and gathered his spirit.

A subtle vibration slowly covered everyone, as the Bewitching Divine Power brought by the True Form of Heavenly Demon was silently activated.

Although it wasn’t effective at confusing the old ghosts, with just a bit more force, he could easily make these people sleep even deeper.

The next moment, Chen Mu’s figure became illusory, and he vanished into the ground beneath, disappearing without a trace.

...

Over ten meters below the barracks.

In a secret chamber the size of an ordinary bedroom, Chen Mu’s form slowly emerged.

His forefinger flicked, and strands of Yin Spirit Divine Power entered several white paper lanterns hanging on the wall.

Inside the lanterns, without oil or wick, a warm white candle flame spontaneously ignited, and the pitch-dark secret chamber was suddenly bathed in light.

"This underground secret chamber is really comforting," Chen Mu stretched languidly, walked around the cozy secret chamber a couple of times, then stood still in the middle.

The Five Ghosts Black Smoke surged, and a large white jade water tank, as tall as half a person, appeared before his eyes. It was filled with the clear, see-through water of the River of Oblivion, which he had condensed bit by bit over time.

Chen Mu called up the gray wall and looked at one of the sections.

Netherworld Guide: 3703/10000/First Rank;

The silver pattern in the palm of his right hand had already undergone a big change. The edges were still cluttered with messy threads, but the inside was now fairly neat and smooth, and the whole had taken the shape of a not-so-round hollow ring.

"Not too slow, not too slow, but if it could be faster, that would be even better," Chen Mu couldn’t help but squint his eyes.

"Still, it’s worth giving it a try,"

"After all, Beyond Heaven is ultimately not too safe."

Determined, he thought, and the ring grew warm. The water from the white jade water tank rose into the air and floated beside Chen Mu.

Like an elliptical cocoon, it slowly enveloped his entire body.

He exerted all his strength to control the river water, keeping it half a finger’s distance away from his skin everywhere.

The next moment, Chen Mu took a deep breath, and the Flight of Flame Scripture he had practiced to the extreme was suddenly activated.

Boom!

Dark flames suddenly emerged, covering every inch of Chen Mu’s skin in an instant with cyan flame.

The Flight of Flame Scripture at its limit allowed him to fully control the flames, effortlessly covering all his skin, yet also maintaining so as not to damage his clothing.

The flames burned quietly; there was no pain or itch on his body, but Chen Mu didn’t dare to be careless, focusing intently on the docile cyan flames that resembled obedient kittens.

Because he was very clear, if the flame were to go wild, the seemingly docile kitten would instantly turn into a man-eating tiger, which could easily burn him to ashes in a moment of carelessness.

Time slowly passed.

An hour later.

A wisp of a flame that seemed still, as if disturbed by Chen Mu’s breath, suddenly flickered.

Chen Mu’s heart thumped violently, and his pupils contracted sharply.

Without any warning.

Boom!

The flames clinging to his skin suddenly expanded, surging outwards as if exploding.

In an instant, Chen Mu had seemingly turned into a fiercely burning human-shaped torch!

The intense pain caused Chen Mu’s entire body to convulse violently, but he dared not be distracted for a moment. The Netherworld Guide was activated instantly, and the River of Oblivion Water wrapped around his body rapidly contracted, firmly suppressing the raging flames.

Hiss...

A series of sounds like raw flesh being placed on a hot grill rose, and the small secret chamber was instantly filled with steam and white smoke.

The white paper lanterns on the wall were immediately corroded by the River of Oblivion Water, becoming full of holes, and the flames inside disappeared in the blink of an eye.

After a long while, in the stubborn light of the last lantern, the white smoke finally began to dissipate slowly.

Uh...

The intense pain made Chen Mu’s throat feel as if he had swallowed a hot coal, making it difficult to speak.

He immediately summoned his True Flesh Body to replace his own.

Even so, the memory of pain still lingered in his mind, causing his face to go pale.

Carelessly throwing out a soft couch, Chen Mu collapsed backwards, drained of all strength, and took a sharp intake of cool air.

"If I hadn’t prepared double the amount of River of Oblivion Water, I might have already turned into ashes just now!"

"That was close!"

After gasping for breath a few times, Chen Mu took out a handful of Jade Dew Pearls and activated the Soul Capturing Return to Origin Technique.

The warm essence flowed continuously, and he immediately channeled all of it into the secret point between his eyebrows.

After absorbing several handfuls of Jade Dew Pearls, a slight swelling sensation came from between his eyebrows, and only then did he completely relax.

He summoned the gray wall and looked at one of the columns.

Netherworld Guide: 4062/10000/First Rank;

"Success!"

Chen Mu couldn’t help but punch the air hard.

Normally, sneaking in a day of cultivation would earn him just over three hundred experience points.

But just now, with a risky gamble in half an hour, he achieved an effect equivalent to a day’s worth! @@novelbin@@

"The Flight of Flame Scripture really can aid in cultivating Netherworld Guide!"

A few days ago, in order not to waste the River of Oblivion Water he refined, he had used it to complement the cultivation of the Flight of Flame Scripture.

As a result, he unexpectedly discovered that although he was practicing the Flight of Flame Scripture, his experience points for the secret technique Netherworld Guide inexplicably increased. At that time, he speculated that the Flight of Flame Scripture might aid in the cultivation of the Netherworld Guide.

Subsequent attempts also confirmed this.

But previously, in order to extinguish the rampaging Green Flames in time, he would only let them cover his right palm. Each cultivation session would last six or seven hours; it was indeed safe yet too time-consuming. To improve efficiency, he had undertaken this crazy experiment.

"It’s definitely dangerous, but after all, it’s just the True Form of a Heavenly Demon. As long as my True Flesh Body isn’t damaged, I can recover quickly."

"If I prepare enough River of Oblivion Water in advance and stockpile Jade Dew, I can quickly grind experience for the Netherworld Guide."

Thinking of this, Chen Mu couldn’t help but reveal a smile on his face.

...

The next day, the sky was slightly bright.

Chen Mu emerged from the ground, while everyone inside the barracks was still sleeping, but there was already some activity outside.

Before long, the sound of drums, like muffled thunder, came from deep in the camp. The Soul Summoning Banner rose into the sky as usual, leading many Yin Soldiers to hunt water apes in the Blood River.

People accustomed to the sight withdrew their gazes, some continuing to sleep, others gathering to chat.

With nothing to do until the Flame Moving Division transported goods and the Yin Soldiers returned from hunting, they all found ways to pass the time.

Chen Mu, however, went back inside to ponder the Netherworld Guide, and didn’t stop cultivating until noon.

He stepped out of the barracks, took a stroll around the camp to stretch his body, and prepared to follow the Flame Moving Division to the Blood River. However no matter how long he waited, the Yin Soldiers did not return.

"Something’s not quite right," Shi Dechun approached Chen Mu: "Usually by this time, the Yin Soldiers have already returned, but today..."

"Today’s not the only day that’s been off," Chen Mu narrowed his eyes slightly.

The return time of the Yin Soldiers was erratic, but on the whole, it was getting later and later. Moreover, the number of water ape corpses on the battlefield was increasing. This indicated that it was becoming increasingly dangerous on the Blood River side.

"Do you know how to get to the Netherworld Division?" Chen Mu asked.

The Netherworld Division also belonged to the auxiliary forces, not needing to leave the camp, tasked only with condensing River of Oblivion Water each day to maintain the bottomless pool in the southwest corner of the camp where water ape corpses were processed.

"It’s tough!" Shi Dechun had already done some investigation for him.

"It’s said that each casting must summon at least a cauldron’s worth of River of Oblivion Water. And the total amount of River of Oblivion Water condensed in a day must reach ten cauldrons."

"These two requirements are the minimum to enter the Netherworld Division, and they are extremely difficult to meet."

"One in our Yi Third Flag does knows how to condense River of Oblivion Water. Unfortunately, he only managed nine cauldrons, failed the City Lord Mansion’s assessment, and was thus arranged to join our Flame Moving Division Yi Third Flag," Shi Dechun said with regret.

There’s such a capable person?

"Where is he?" Chen Mu asked curiously.

"There! The skinny old man in the opposite barrack running the gambling," Shi Dechun said.

Chen Mu frowned slightly. Only one cauldron short, so why not practice for a few more months to meet the requirement?

"Doesn’t he want to transfer to the Netherworld Division?"

"He dreams of it, but unfortunately..." Shi Dechun shook his head: "Unfortunately, he’s too young!"

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Huh?

That gaunt old man with snow-white hair and a face full of wrinkles — he’s still young?

"Any Yin Spirit without Divine Ghost Pattern cultivated will only have their Divine Power grow with time. He has only been in the Netherworld for eighty-three years, young! Too young!" Shi Dechun shook his head repeatedly.

Listen to what you’re saying.

An old ghost who’s been here eighty-three years dares to call himself young?!

Chen Mu couldn’t help but his lips twitch.

Shi Dechun looked puzzled: "A Yin Spirit can easily live past two hundred, so eighty-three is not even halfway. Naturally, that’s considered young!"

Chen Mu: "..."

So, there’s a limit for humans, but give up being human and one’s lifespan increases drastically?

Alright then...