I am grinding experience in another world

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The sky was covered with thick gray clouds, and the light within Black Wind Col was dim.

On the porch of the wooden house, Chen Mu squinted his eyes as he lay in the rocking chair, his left hand tucked into his wide sleeve on the armrest, while his right hand ceaselessly performed finger movements.

At a certain moment, a glinting white dot caught his eye, and Chen Mu’s hand movements involuntarily slowed.

"It’s snowing."

He rose to the edge of the porch and stood there captivated by the increasingly dense snowflakes. Unknowingly, he had already spent two months in Black Wind Col.

Coming back to his senses, the gray walls appeared before his eyes.

Five Dragons Scripture: 3117/10000/Fourth Rank;

Nine Cups Calculation Scripture: 43/10000/Second Rank;

Over the past month, the progress with the Five Dragons Scripture had been acceptable, but the progress with the Calculation Scripture had been extremely slow, only reaching the Second Rank yesterday.

"Fortunately, the effort hasn’t been wasted." Chen Mu couldn’t help reaching out to catch a snowflake.

Yesterday, he had calculated the weather and guessed there would be heavy snow today; he hadn’t expected it to actually arrive.

"With weather changes, experienced people can generally make estimates."

"The effects of the Calculation Scripture still need to be tested."

"Hmm, I could try to find the nearest gathering point of Yin Spirits."

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Three days later.

The sky was still gloomy, and the entire Black Wind Col was covered in heavy snow, a blanket of white as far as the eye could see.

The snowflakes adorned the Moonlight Tree as tall as a person, and its fiery-red leaves huddled together motionless, as if asleep.

Chen Mu left the wooden house, his figure turned, and he vanished like a Gentle Breeze.

Following the direction given by the Calculation Scripture, he traveled non-stop, following the chilly cold wind, heading southeast all the way. He was more than three hundred li away from Black Wind Col before he reappeared at the foot of a small hill.

Chen Mu stood under the nearly vertical steep cliff, feeling somewhat disappointed as he surveyed his surroundings.

Even with the heavy snow, he could easily tell that there were no signs of Yin Spirits inhabiting this place.

"Tch... It is only at First Rank Perfection after all, I really shouldn’t have such high expectations for the Calculation Scripture."

"Should I go back and continue to grind?"

Thinking this, Chen Mu couldn’t help but give a wry smile.

The Nine Cups Calculation Scripture was hard to figure out, only through continuous calculations could he practice, and the experience gained was progressing slowly. To reach the Third Rank would take at least a year and a half, it probably couldn’t be achieved any sooner.

Moreover, the feedback from the practice process was too negative; he really wasn’t inclined to continue practicing.

Just as he was about to turn and leave, a slight abnormal sound reached his ears.

Chen Mu’s interest was piqued, and he immediately activated the Truthful Listening Technique, his eyebrows raising with intrigue as he looked at the ground.

Beneath his feet, thousands of meters down, there was a space as large as two classrooms. A two-meter-tall stout man was in there... cooking?!

"A fellow traveler!"

Chen Mu couldn’t help but smile.

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The following day, on the eastern hillside of Black Wind Col, inside the wooden house.

"Feng’an City?" Across the square tea table, a stout man with small eyes looked puzzled, "There’s actually a city in this vast wilderness?"

This...

Chen Mu was at a loss for words upon hearing this.

The people within Black Wind Col at least had heard rumors of cities, but this stout man before him didn’t even know of the rumors.

The stout man was the Yin Spirit Chen Mu had discovered yesterday. He possessed the Earth Escape Divine Ability, and to avoid the dangers on the surface, he had dug holes and lived underground.

The man had dug his hole too deep, and if Chen Mu’s ears had not been so sharp, he would have missed this person yesterday entirely.

Having the Earth Escape Divine Ability allowed him a much greater range of movement and safety when venturing out, far surpassing other Yin Spirits in Black Wind Col. Even so, he still was unaware of the existence of cities, which was enough to indicate how truly desolate the surrounding area was.

"Have you ever encountered any other gathering places of Yin Spirits?" Chen Mu continued to ask.

"I did come across one a few years ago, but unfortunately, I hadn’t planned on settling in then, and that stockade disappeared overnight." The stout man said, a trace of apprehension still visible on his face.

This was also why he had dug his hole so deep.

"Where was that stockade?" Chen Mu asked, interested.

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"It’s located in a valley about more than two hundred li north of the small mountain where I live," the burly man did not conceal.

More than two hundred li to the north, in a valley?

This location... could it be the same mountain stronghold where Old Yang stayed before?

Chen Mu hastily asked for details to confirm, and after a few sentences, he couldn’hui help but sigh.

Although there were some differences, he could almost be sure that the valley was the same ruin he had found.

All that excitement for nothing.

"By the way, do you remember where the River of Oblivion was when you climbed out of it?" After a while, Chen Mu collected his emotions and continued to ask.

"It’s gone." The burly man looked puzzled: "I even went back to search for it, hoping to find some companions. But such a big river, it completely disappeared without a trace, I didn’t find anything."

"I clearly remember that location." The burly man had a face full of confusion, truly unable to understand this strange phenomenon.

Chen Mu narrowed his eyes.

He guessed that the River of Oblivion here might not be stationary, it seemed to vanish and reappear at random without a fixed section.

The sudden appearance and disappearance of the spectral River of Oblivion that had been projected when he killed the Strange Demon had piqued Chen Mu’s interest.

He specifically inquired about it in the Black Wind Hollow, intending to follow the river upstream to find traces of the city. However, he found that the directions given by everyone were all over the place, and after checking each one, he found nothing, only the slightest traces of dry riverbeds in certain areas.

It was just like what the burly man had described, the River of Oblivion would disappear into thin air not long after the Yin Spirits crawled out of it.

"But why doesn’t the River of Oblivion near Antiquity City and Feng’an City change?"

"I just don’t get it..." Chen Mu scratched his head a bit.

"Forget it, it’s useless to think so much."

"Now, being in a remote and wild region, whether I continue to look for Yin Spirits for information or set off directly in search of Feng’an City, I can’t do without the guidance of the Nine Cups Calculation Scripture for predicting the direction."

"Instead of sitting around with wild guesswork, I might as well spend more time practicing the Nine Cups Calculation Scripture."

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In the following period, Chen Mu devoted more attention to the Calculation Scripture.

He didn’t rush to find Feng’an City but continued to search for Yin Spirits living in the vicinity, confirming the accuracy of the Calculation Scripture while grinding for experience.

After another half-month of busyness, he successfully found two more habitats of Yin Spirits,

The first habitat was located over four hundred li southwest of Black Wind Hollow, with seventy to eighty people, which he found after nineteen consecutive calculations.

The second gathering point was in an underground cavern straight north of Black Wind Hollow, six hundred li away, which was even safer and had nearly three hundred people come together. He found it only after thirty-five calculations.

"The further the distance, the lower the accuracy?"

"This is a bit troublesome..."

He wasn’t sure where Feng’an City was, but it was at least several thousand li away from Black Wind Hollow.

"I can only try to improve accuracy through multiple calculations."

With an idea in mind, he no longer went out to look for Yin Spirits.

Because the newly found Yin Spirits, just like the people in Black Wind Hollow, had no knowledge of any provincial capital or major city—it was mostly guesswork and conjecture, without any reference value for finding Feng’an City.

Thus, he gained a clearer understanding of the remoteness of his location, realizing that finding Feng’an City through information from Yin Spirits was highly unlikely.

"I still have to rely on the Nine Cups Calculation Scripture."

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Inside the wooden hut, a clay-fired stove stood by the window, with flames as big as a human head burning brightly without wood, warming the entire room.

Sitting cross-legged on the softened couch next to the stove, Chen Mu wore a loose, gray white robe draped loosely over his body, his long hair casually spread out.

At that moment, he was squinting his eyes, staring at a row of knotted thatch on the low table in front of him. Flecks of silver-white luminescence twinkled in his eyes, and as his fingers manipulated them, a series of numbers emerged in his mind.

After a long while, Chen Mu opened his eyes.

"Southeast again?" he couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.

In the past month and a half, he had been continuously calculating with Feng’an City as his target.

Out of over a thousand six hundred calculations, two hundred twenty-three times all pointed towards the southeast.

Furthermore, as his experience with the Calculation Scripture increased, the result pointing to the southeast occurred with greater frequency.

"Isn’t that just perfect!"

Chen Mu couldn’t help but reveal a smiling face.