I Am Grinding Experience in Another World

An ancient tree, as imposing as a steep mountain peak, loomed alone amidst the continuous range of mountains.

Its gnarled and twisted roots grew wildly underground, breaking through the soil and forming mounds akin to small hills. Its crown pierced through the fog and stood high above the clouds.

On one of its thick branches, Lan Zhang leaned against the trunk, his right leg stretched out flat and his left leg resting on the edge of the branch.

In the distance, the sounds of beasts roaring and birds chirping echoed incessantly, and Lan Zhang squinted quietly as he watched.

By his side, the bark that resembled dried and cracked earth was slowly stained by pitch-black shadows, and the next moment, countless eyes of various sizes suddenly appeared.

"Those Yin Spirits have been received by Hu Cheng," Wu Mu said in his overlapping childish voice, filled with hesitation, "Can they really infiltrate the Main Camp in Antiquity City?"

"Of course..." Lan Zhang spoke lazily, "You should have confidence in my Mountain-Carrying Scripture."

"Hu Cheng gathers collective strength, which will alter the auxiliary troops’ aura, thus concealing the Blood God Child’s presence."

He stretched out his right hand, and a cluster of blood-red mist gathered, revealing a black banner and a gray-white archway within the mist.

After a moment, he tossed it far into the mountains with a flick of his hand.

"Aren’t you afraid that Shen Yan will steal the Ghost Gate?"

"Him?..."

"His previous escape already damaged his origin. He can’t take the Ghost Gate by himself."

"Besides, now that Hu Cheng has practiced the Mountain-Carrying Scripture, in his quest for further advancement, anyone in his way will become his mortal enemy, even if it’s the former Supervising Army Officer Shen Yan!"

...

At dawn, in a cavern at the lower-middle part of a mountain cliff in the Heavenly Mountain gorge,

"Brother Chen, how’s the practice of the Mountain-Carrying Scripture going?" Qiu Zhi asked with some anticipation.

This was Chen Mu’s fifth day at the Yinfeng Sect. Since settling down, Qiu Zhi, the Sect leader, would come every day to inquire about the progress of Chen Mu’s cultivation of the Mountain-Carrying Scripture. ꞦἈℕỗᛒƐṦ

According to Shen Yan, there’s a high probability that Hu Cheng would capture demonic creatures for blood sacrifices to the River of Forgetfulness, using it to initiate the Netherworld Ferry and leave the Nether Demon Heaven. The combined technique of the Mountain-Carrying Scripture was indeed powerful, but the creatures of the Nether Demon Heaven were not simple either. Large-scale hunts and battles were inevitable, and casualties could not be avoided.

Thinking of this, Chen Mu glanced at the gray wall which now had above five thousand experience in the Mountain-Carrying Scripture, and shook his head in embarrassment, "My talents are dull, and I have made no progress so far."

"But there’s also some good news." His face lit up with excitement, "Thanks to Brother Qiu’s explanation yesterday, I feel like I’ve found the inspiration. Perhaps I’ll master it tomorrow."

Qiu Zhi’s face twitched.

I’ve heard this line three times already, do you think I’ll believe it again?

He had figured it out, this guy in front of him was just not serious about practicing!

Wasn’t it about facing hardship head-on?

Such a sly one...

Qiu Zhi shook his head and sighed, "Brother Chen, it’s really best for you to put more effort into it."

"I’ve received a message from above, we’re going to relocate soon. If you can’t perform the Mountain-Carrying Scripture, you might be left behind in the Heavenly Gorge."

"Really!" Chen Mu feigned great surprise and immediately began to earnestly ask for clarification on his doubts about the Mountain-Carrying Scripture, feigning for quite a while before finally sending Qiu Zhi away.

Standing at the entrance of the cave, looking at the honeycombed cliffs, Chen Mu could not help but bare his teeth.

Although he knew it might be just a scare tactic from Qiu Zhi, what if it was true? He figured he would still have to learn this version of the Mountain-Carrying Scripture from Hu Cheng.

...

"A blood sacrifice to the River of Forgetfulness can indeed initiate the Netherworld Ferry, but without the Ghost Gate to maintain and shelter, there’s a risk of falling into the void," Shen Yan calmly intimidated Chen Mu in the dead of night within Thousand Lanterns City.

"With Hu Cheng’s self-serving nature, entrusting your personal safety to him isn’t exactly secure," he said.

At those words, Chen Mu couldn’t help but sigh.

"Not to mention the risks of teleporting through the void, the blood sacrifice to the River of Forgetfulness requires sacrifices, and the task of capturing demonic creatures will definitely fall to you guys."

"Do you enjoy slaying and waging war?" Shen Yan looked earnestly into Chen Mu’s eyes.

"I’m such a peaceful person, how could I possibly like that!" Chen Mu shook his head immediately.

"I don’t like it either," Shen Yan declared sincerely, "So... it’s better if we summon the Ghost Gate ourselves."

I believe your ghost!

If the Ghost Gate really were summoned, I’d probably be even less safe!

Chen Mu glanced discreetly at Shen Yan, and the gray wall emerged before his eyes.

Jade Gate Curse: 1135/10000/Third Rank;

Recently, he had been secretly grinding away, finally bringing the Jade Gate Curse Second Rank to Perfection. The mystical insights recently provided by the gray walls were mostly related to the Netherworld Ferry, but his control over the Ghost Gate ritual was definitely not as good as Shen Yan’s.

Facing Shen Yan’s gaze, Chen Mu nodded solemnly, as if he greatly agreed.

Yet, he had made up his mind that he would absolutely not summon the Ghost Gate unless his experience with the Jade Gate Curse surpassed that old ghost Shen Yan!

"I still need to keep grinding the Jade Gate Curse, ideally surpassing Shen Yan before the Yinfeng Sect takes action."

"Otherwise..."

"Otherwise, I can only mix in with the Yinfeng Sect and respond spontaneously."

...

Seven days later.

Over the Heavenly Gorge, dark clouds shrouded the sky, with ghastly green flames churning within the clouds. Chen Mu was cloaked in black mist, hiding quietly within the clouds.

He hadn’t expected that when the Yinfeng Sect talked about relocating, they really meant it.

Looking down, there were still some scattered Yin Spirits lingering in the mountain gorges.

There’s a primary and secondary in the cultivation of the Mountain-Carrying Scripture, but as a supportive role that provided Divine Power, adjusting one’s own qi to the Mountain Character Seal was actually not difficult.

The Yin Spirits left in the gorge probably feared the risks of joining forces, so they intentionally delayed, not expecting that the Yinfeng Sect would really leave as soon as they said they would.

No matter how much they shouted, the dark clouds continued to pick up speed, emitting strange whistles, and quickly drifted away from the Heavenly Gorge.

After departing, the sky-darkening dark cloud continuously flew toward a certain direction.

Most of the demon creatures were oppressed by the great momentum of the dark clouds and dared not show themselves, but there were also vicious ones that, stimulated, shot up to attack the dark clouds.

Initially, Chen Mu was worried, but after seeing those demons turned to ashes by the Fire Bell Secret Technique, he gradually felt relieved.

At this moment, the Yinfeng Sect had almost gathered eighty percent of the auxiliary forces from the Hai Character Camp. All Yin Spirit Divine Power was concentrated in one place, and although they couldn’t dominate everywhere, they were extremely safe at the edge of the Nether Demon Heaven.

Even if they encountered a large group of red-eyed water apes, they... they still couldn’t beat them.

But escaping safely was not difficult.

...

Not long after noon, the dark clouds flew into the continuous mountains. Suddenly, Chen Mu felt the Yin Spirit Divine Power, which had been slowly drained before, surge in speed.

Then, dense clusters of fireballs fell like a torrential downpour, and the mountains were immediately enveloped in ghastly green flames.

A large group of fanged creatures with two sharp horns piercing the sky, resembling sheep but also pigs, emerged from within the sea of fire.

These creatures, most of them as tall as two to three-story buildings, had black fur sharp as arrows, whooshing towards the sky, and occasionally spat out large black and red fireballs from their mouths. Unfortunately, the dark cloud was too high, and their seemingly fierce retaliation was ineffective.

After a short burst of frenzied attacks, these creatures quickly fled the sea of fire and disappeared into the mountains.

Hidden within the dark cloud, Chen Mu clicked his tongue in wonder. Enjoy new adventures from

He discovered that although these sheep-pig-like creatures were howling from being burned by the Fire Bell Secret Technique, not many of them actually fell in the sea of fire.

"These creatures seem not to be very afraid of flames; luckily, they can’t fly, or else they would pose a big problem," Chen Mu thought, his heart tightening slightly.

"Although the Mountain-Carrying Scripture is wonderful, the Yin Wind Fire Bell Secret Technique also has its limitations."

"I really hope General Hu is as cautious and careful as Shen Yan said, and doesn’t get dizzy from the power of the Mountain-Carrying Scripture."

After continuous bombardment for half an hour, the dark cloud restarted its movement, and at dusk, it settled at the edge of a vast plain.

No sooner had his feet touched the ground, Chen Mu felt the earth sway left and right, much like a person who’s been on a boat for too long and just landed on solid ground.

People around him, experiencing such a long Flying Escape for the first time, were also staggering like drunk, laughing and teasing each other. However, a sudden excitement erupted in the center of the camp.

Chen Mu was startled. Before he could activate the Truthful Listening Technique to investigate,

He saw a seven to eight-meter-tall ash-white archway fall from the sky, crashing down into the middle of the camp with a thud.

Immediately, a wave of gray mist began to spread in all directions.

Divine Concealing Mist? Ghost Gate!

Did Hu Cheng actually find the Ghost Gate?!

Chen Mu was overjoyed at once.

No need to think about blood sacrifices in the Lethe or capturing demons anymore.

That old ghost Shen Yan shouldn’t even dream of fooling him and sneaking away!

"If that old ghost Shen Yan knew that the Ghost Gate he’s been longing for was easily found by Hu Cheng, his face would certainly be a sight to see!" Chen Mu thought and couldn’t help but smile.

"Hmm... I must notify him of this good news!"

"Haha!"

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