I am grinding experience in another world

Somewhere in the Prison Valley, a small group of three or five people gathered together, leaning on mining picks and chatting as they rested.

"Sign a Ding Character Contract, serve as Daoist Soldiers for Thousand Mechanisms Sect for forty years? Are you sure you can still come out alive from the Outer Heaven Star?" One of them spoke, his face full of surprise.

"To seek riches one must take risks, and we Auxiliary Soldiers are much safer than War Soldiers. Be careful, and holding out for forty years is absolutely no problem." The person opposite waved his hand, his face unconcerned.

"All for that four-six split of Daoist Cultivation?"

"What else? Choose a Jia Character Contract?" The shaking head in response to those who spread their hands: "It's true that the ten-year service term is short, but nine-tenths of the Daoist Cultivation must be given to the Hundred Illusion Sect. What can that remaining tenth get you in terms of Secret Techniques?"

"I still think the term is too long. The thirty-year term of the Bing Character Contract is barely acceptable. "

"..."

Contract?

Term?

Daoist Cultivation?

Chen Mu, who was eavesdropping from a distance, was stunned.

And to give the Hundred Illusion Sect a ninety percent share?!

He turned to look at Lu Han not far away, and immediately understood why this guy was so serious.

If I don't practice the Demon Dispel Skill well and don't earn much Daoist Cultivation, then it really affects his own earning of Daoist Cultivation.

But...

Ninety-ten split!

We are here to be Daoist Soldiers, not idol trainees from my past life.

Have I really reincarnated just to still be oppressed?

F*ck!

...

Time passed day by day, and Chen Mu and the others went to the Prison Valley to dig stones every day. With more experience, the amount of Demon Qi Stone they mined increased.

One day, after three or four people completed their hundred-pound task of Demon Qi Stone, Chen Mu quietly sped up, and shortly after midday, also chiseled out a hundred pounds of Demon Qi Stone.

He greeted Lu Han, carried his basket on his back to the Grinding Stone Workshop to submit his task but did not return to the Prison Valley.

He didn't even return to his Cave Mansion; finding an unattended corner, he put away his miner's basket and pick, used Five Ghosts Black Smoke to clean the dust off his body, and then, following the grooved steps on the cliffside, quickly made his way towards the west side of the sect.

Once in a desolate place, he transformed into a Gentle Breeze and flew rapidly southwest.

In no time, a pillar reaching into the heavens came into view.

The base of the pillar was embedded in Prison Valley, its top soaring into the clouds, almost level with the highest peaks surrounding Hundred Illusion Sect.

Its surface bore scarlet coarse lines, and through the varying depths of the ravines, one could vaguely see the flickering of a dark red light inside.

"Is this the Demon Suppression... Needle?"

"It's even thicker than those hundreds of meters tall skyscrapers from my previous life, and it's called a needle?"

"Tsk!"

After taking a few more glances, Chen Mu passed by the pillar, along the stone steps on the cliffs, heading south.

A large cave entrance, about four to five meters high, faintly appeared in the distance. That was his destination for this trip—Wanjing Cave.

Inside the cave were all sorts of Secret Techniques of the Hundred Illusion Sect, but more importantly, there also lay the copies of the Daoist Soldier Contracts of the Thousand Mechanisms Sect.

"Please don't be as tricky as the Divine-Sealing Pact."

Originally, he thought someone would use the Substitute Puppet Technique, and he could easily evade the contract's constraints. Who would have thought that there would be a mishap, plunging him right into the God Statue? As a result, a formidable constraining force was upon him, and no matter how he struggled, he could not break free.

If it weren't for his Heavenly Demon Body taking his place, he would probably still be trapped inside the City God Statue of Luandu County Town without a means to get out.

"I can't sign contracts carelessly; I have to understand the content of the contract's constraints."

...

As evening approached.

At the entrance of the Cave Mansion, Chen Mu sat at the long dining table, shoveling delicious Golden Yuan Valley Rice into his mouth while staring at the scroll in his left hand without blinking.

The scroll was a photocopy of the Daoist Soldier Contract he had purchased from Wanjing Cave.

"Jia Character Contract requires ten years of service as Daoist Soldiers for Thousand Mechanisms Sect. The Daoist Cultivation earned is split ninety-ten between the Daoist Soldier and Hundred Illusion Sect.

"Ding Character Contract, serving for forty years, with the allocation of Daoist Cultivation changing to a four-six split."

"What a good business they are running!" Chen Mu gnashed his teeth, vigorously chewing the Golden Yuan Valley in his mouth.

No need to fight on the battlefield, just sit at home and wait to easily exchange various resources and Secret Techniques from Thousand Mechanisms Sect?

The deeds of this Hundred Illusion Sect are really...

Enviable!

After resenting for a while, Chen Mu couldn't help but sigh and shake his head.

"It's not just the Hundred Illusion Sect doing this kind of thing."

"Probably the entire mode of operation is the same for all ninety-nine sects in Hai Province."

"This contract must still be signed after all."

Although Chen Mu felt some reluctance, it wasn't something he couldn't accept.

When he first arrived in Yunzhou to join Jilong Road's Tianhe Lower Institute, he had signed a similar indentured servitude contract.

But back then he was just a lackey, only branded with a simple tracking mark. However, this Daoist Soldier Contract was not such a straightforward matter.

"Chanting the Pure Yang Spell, having the Pure Yang Dao Ancestral as a witness, violating the contract's agreement would result in the Five Thunders Bombarding punishment, this..."

Chen Mu pondered over the last part of the contract, unable to help but widen his eyes.

The Pure Yang Dao Ancestor was the founder of the ancient Pure Yang Dao, an old master who achieved Daoist fruit and shared the same lifespan as the heavens.

Previously, one could only hear about such a significant figure in legends, never expecting that today he would see his presence in the Daoist Soldier Contract.

"It really is the longer you live, the farther you go, the more you see all kinds of wondrous sights."

"The Pure Yang Dao Ancestor is involved, it truly is..."

After digging into several spoonfuls of Golden Yuan Valley Rice and savoring the sweet taste spreading through his heart, it took a while for Chen Mu's surprise to slowly subside.

Then he began to contemplate the pros and cons of having the Dao Ancestor as a witness.

First, there was no fear of the Thousand Mechanisms Sect going back on their word.

That Dao Ancestor roamed beyond the heavens, and nobody had ever seen him. But cases of punishment like the Five Thunders Bombarding for violating the contract always occurred.

Secondly, it seemed he couldn't back out either.

If he disobeyed the orders of the Thousand Mechanisms Sect and was judged a deserter, he'd probably be struck into dust by heavenly thunder.

Chen Mu frowned.

"What if the Thousand Mechanisms Sect sends one as cannon fodder to a certain death, what then?"

Obey and go?

Death!

Disobey and flee?

Five Thunders Bombarding!

"Being controlled by someone..."

"And that someone being a Dao Ancestor who can hit me with the Five Thunders Bombarding at any time."

"This... this is not quite right," Chen Mu slowly narrowed his eyes.

Had nobody tried to explore the loopholes in the existence of the Daoist Soldier Contract over the years?

"I still need to keep going to the Wanjing Cave."

...

On this day, in Prison Valley.

Chen Mu, with a basket full of Demon Qi Stones on his back, left early as usual.

Not far away, Lu Han was fuming with anger and glaring fiercely.

Chen Mu grinned and nodded in greeting, then turned and hurriedly ran off.

Although Lu Han was itching to roll up his sleeves and drag Chen Mu back, he heaved a few breaths and finally let it go.

There was a lesson to be learned from past experiences; if pushed too hard, there really were those who dared to switch allegiance to Taoshan Temple directly.

Having trained for over a month, if he really ran away, wouldn't that be a loss?

"Is that guy heading to Wanjing Cave again? Has he been blinded by the Secret Technique treasures inside?" Not far away, five or six young men and women leaned on their mining picks, resting together.

"Hey, probably a newbie from a small place, hasn't seen much of the world, not realizing that Cultivation is the key."

"Exactly, if you master the Demon Dispel Skill early and sign the Daoist Soldier Contract, you can obtain the Spirit Fox Condensing Secret Manual from the sect leader. Once the Divine Orifice is condensed, Mana increases, and it'll be simpler and less hassle to learn Secret Techniques."

"This person's got it all backwards..."

"Don't bother with him; he's not one of us. Do you all want to go ask Elder Lu for advice and learn a few more nifty uses of the Demon Dispel Skill?"

"Let's go together..."

Their voices weren't loud, but they still reached Chen Mu, who was always employing Truth Listening Divine Power.

Hearing their discussion, he shook his head indifferently.

For him, finding a Secret Technique that could evade disasters and prevent being completely controlled by the contract was more important. Even if it only gave him a bit more room to maneuver, it was better than being completely controlled by others.

"Let others say what they will; their mouths are theirs to use," Chen Mu said with an open face.

Then... then he casually cast the Nightmare Victory Spell.

Those young people heading towards Lu Han suddenly felt their legs give way and with a thud, they all knelt down in front of Lu Han.

Lu Han was dumbstruck at that moment.

To earn Daoist Cultivation for me, did these young people actually give up their pride, kneeling down and begging me to teach them Secret Techniques?

This... These are indeed good 'leeks'!

The kneeling young people: "..."