I am grinding experience in another world

South of North Pole Mountain in Luandu County, Flying Horse Camp was situated against the mountain and facing the water, not far from the base of the Lock Dragon Sub-branch.

In front of the camp, two large gray-white tents were pitched, with hundreds of new recruits lined up outside, waiting for identity registration and verification.

Inside the left tent, Xie Ji sat behind a long table.

He was holding a Soul-Searching Disc and shook it towards a man in his thirties wearing brown clothes at the center of the tent. He then lowered his head and stared intently at the palm-sized green disc.

Seeing no anomalies on the Soul-Searching Disc, he turned to the camp scribe in leather armor beside him.

"This man is fine, he may pass."

Upon hearing this, the scribe in leather armor nodded, asked for some family background information, and then had a soldier lead the middle-aged man out of the tent.

Through the lifted curtain, Xie Ji watched the long queue outside and couldn’t help but frown slightly.

The cold biting air made it truly uncomfortable to verify new recruits in this drafty tent.

Yet, he had volunteered to come here because a bigger trouble lurked in the mountain sub-branch above.

He lowered his head and fiddled with the Soul-Searching Disc, various thoughts simmering in his mind.

"Whoever poses as Zhong Han, he’s truly skilled to allow me to use the surrounding Seven Emotions to enhance my Superior Fetal Spirit."

"But such benefits are clearly not without cost, life and death might already be in the other’s control."

"Better not provoke him. Better not provoke him."

"First, hide out in Flying Horse Camp, then I must find an opportunity to return to the capital as soon as possible."

As he thought, a familiar voice reached his ears.

"Name?"

"Zhong Han."

"Place of origin?"

"Originally from Changxi County, Yiyang Commandery, came to Luandu County to visit relatives, and now living in Fengbao Square in the city for three years."

Xie Ji suddenly looked up, a familiar smiling face entered his sight. Noticing his gaze, the man even winked his left eye at him.

Xie Ji: "…"

Damn Ghosts. Relentless!

He bowed his head and stared hard at the Soul-Searching Disc for a long time but could not find any abnormal indications.

Such a pity.

It would have been great if this guy had an issue. Let the people of Flying Horse Camp swarm him and take him to see the officials!

Although regretful, he had no choice but to pretend everything was normal and nodded towards the scribe beside him, "No problem, let him go."

Chen Mu immediately grinned and clasped his hands towards them, following a soldier in red and brown armor out of the tent and into Flying Horse Camp.

He had been waiting for the recruitment at Flying Horse Camp; once he finished walling the Lock Dragon Sub-branch, he immediately came under Zhong Han’s identity to enroll.

Zhong Han was a spy from the Xie Family, but because of this identity, his past history and travel documents were well-prepared. In Luandu County, his local relationships were also simple, making it ideal for masquerading.

He even specifically infiltrated Thousand Lanterns City to catch the real Zhong Han for a detailed inquiry.

This time, he had indeed easily passed the initial review of new recruits and successfully entered Flying Horse Camp.

Unexpectedly, he encountered Xie Ji here.

It was also fateful.

…

Entering the main gate of the camp, Chen Mu immediately saw the White Jade Cauldron at the center.

At that moment, wisps of white mist were steaming, the unseen Incense Spiritual Energy along with the white fog floated out, enveloping the entire camp.

"Busy for so many days, finally I can approach the Heavenly Capital Pool openly," Chen Mu said with a smile.

The Heavenly Capital Pool only provided Incense Spiritual Energy regularly, and to stimulate Underworld God Blood Yuan, one must worship according to specific rituals.

That’s why he impersonated Zhong Han to join Flying Horse Camp.

"Flying Horse Camp is a new recruits training camp that will teach the Green Satchel Chapter. Eventually, they will open the Heavenly Capital Pool, aiding new recruits to refine Blood Pouches and enter the Underworld God Transformation."

"Then I can hitch a ride and completely master the Green Satchel Chapter. In doing so, I can free my Fleshly Body from the constraints of the Divine-Sealing Pact and stay away from Da Qian."

Thinking this, Chen Mu could not resist turning back to look at the White Jade Cauldron again. Find more chapters on Freewebnovel

"The Green Satchel Chapter is not difficult, the camp must soon open the Heavenly Capital Pool."

"Great days are just ahead!"

…

Half a month later.

In a barracks on the east side of the Flying Horse Camp, a chubby-faced young man in his late teens approached Chen Mu: "Elder Brother Zhong, how do you pronounce this character?"

Chen Mu glanced at it, his face expressionless, "This is ’Yan,’ as in Yama Emperor. Liang Dabao, I have taught you this character three times already."

Little fatty Liang Dabao immediately looked embarrassed: "Sorry for the trouble, Elder Brother Zhong. Once I earn some military merit and get my pay, I’ll definitely treat you to a meal and a show at the Yicui Building."

"Forget about it. If you can memorize the lower part of the Green Satchel Chapter any sooner, I’d treat you instead!" Chen Mu rolled his eyes in exasperation.

He had thought that the recruits would swiftly master the Green Satchel Chapter, allowing him a quick ride to the Heavenly Capital Pool.

But to his dismay... to his dismay, these new recruits couldn’t even read!

Without the ability to read, they couldn’t work through the Green Satchel Chapter, nor could they memorize the curse words in its lower part, and the Flying Horse Camp wouldn’t be able to open the Heavenly Capital Pool!

"How miscalculating…"

Out of over five hundred people, fewer than fifty could read. Due to his ability to read and write, Chen Mu was even made a squad leader.

"It would be great if I could implant the Heavenly Demon Spirit Seed in these men, perhaps directly transferring the experiential knowledge of the Green Satchel Chapter."

"Unlike now…" Chen Mu watched their performace of remembering the latter while forgetting the former, his face darkening.

"I really want to crack open their heads and stuff the scriptures directly inside!"

Glancing at the recruits stumbling over their recitations, Chen Mu sighed in resignation: "I can only teach them slowly…"

Then he led a few men in some reading, setting them up in pairs to supervise and recite to each other.

Chen Mu leaned back in a corner of the large communal bunk, slowly closing his eyes.

With a thought, a gray wall appeared before him.

Spiritual Treasure Pivot Scripture: 8669/10000/Fifth Rank;

During this time, whether studying the Green Satchel Chapter with Li Buxian or working as a bricklayer at the Lock Dragon Courtyard, he never slacked off in his cultivation of the Spiritual Treasure Pivot Scripture.

The further the dojo’s power radiated, and the more it used the dojo’s energy to locate itself, the farther he could teleport using Netherworld Ferry ground shrinking.

"It would be ideal if I could reach the edge of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, to teleport there in one go once the fleshly body is free from the dojo’s constraints."

"That would save me from having to traverse halfway across Da Qian, significantly reducing the risk of being discovered by the Lock Dragon Courtyard."

Surrounded by the uneven chanting, Chen Mu, as usual, quickly immersed himself in the Spiritual Treasure Pivot Scripture.

…

Days and months passed, another ten or so days.

Chen Mu’s squad of recruits could now recite the lower part of the Green Satchel Chapter by heart, but unfortunately, the other squads’ progress was slow, and he could only continue waiting.

That afternoon, as the recruits continued to familiarize themselves with the Green Satchel Chapter, Chen Mu sat as usual by the edge of the large communal bunk, eyes closed, ’grinding’ experience.

At one moment, a humming sound filled his head, his awareness suddenly heightened, the surrounding lights and shadows darkening as if his soul had left his body, standing amidst the night sky.

Then, suddenly, a bright point of light appeared on the dim ground below. The point pulsed like a heartbeat, emitting circles of light ripples that spread outward.

In their path, countless tiny points of light appeared, some connected into nets by shining silver threads, while others lay scattered and isolated.

Next moment, numerous silver threads shot out from the central point, like a fisherman casting his net, easily capturing three nearby little points within it.

Before Chen Mu could make sense of these changes, his vision blurred, and his consciousness plummeted swiftly. Opening his eyes, he found his consciousness had returned to the Divine Statue Cave Heaven, already inhabiting the Heavenly Demon Body.

He quickly realized that the dojo’s power had expanded once again, not only covering Jiangyang, Yutang Longxi, and three other counties but also radiating southward and connecting three more counties.

A thought flitted through Chen Mu’s mind, and the gray wall appeared before him again.

Spiritual Treasure Pivot Scripture: 25/10000/Sixth Rank;

"Just as I thought!"

"Unfortunately, the expansion of the dojo’s power is to the south."

The three newly included counties were all south of Luandu County, two of which weren’t even part of Da Qian six months ago, having just been annexed from the conquered territory of Southern Shu.

"The Hundred Thousand Great Mountains are to the east, and extending to its outer edges might be somewhat difficult," Chen Mu shook his head and sighed softly.

At this moment, he also regained his bearings. The star points he saw during the progression, aided by the dojo’s power, were likely City Divine Temples.

Those connected into nets represented areas already enveloped by other dojo powers. Only those scattered around the perimeter could be connected by him.

And since the counties in Yiyang Commandery were largely covered by the power of the Prefectural City Divine Temple, he could only expand towards Southern Shu.

"Heading south won’t get me close to the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains." Chen Mu’s brow furrowed slightly.

"Hmm… Perhaps I could extend further south, crossing the border of Southern Shu and explore the territory of Goose Sheep Path," he pondered.

"The Goose Sheep Path is one of Yunzhou’s Seven Paths, and I haven’t heard any rumors of its demise or disbandment during the one to two years I’ve been in Da Qian; it probably still stands in Goose Sheep Mountain."

"As a Dao Sect comparable to Jilong Road, it surely possesses the secret technique of refining the River Chariot to establish the Daoist Foundation."

"If I could infiltrate it…" Chen Mu narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.