I am grinding experience in another world

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A hundred and thirty li north of Gan River.

A streak of emerald brilliance flashes across the azure sky like lightning.

Enshrouded in mist, Mo Wuzhou seems a faint white cloud, his gaze locked from afar on the path of the emerald messenger bird.

A quarter of an hour later, the bird flies into a dense forest and, when it reappears, the small bamboo cylinder tied to its leg has vanished.

Above the clouds, Mo Wuzhou frowns deeply, "The Lower Courtyard of Gan River has just been established; which Dao Sect is this well-informed?"

"Or are they casting a wide net, indiscriminately conducting surveillance on a large scale?"

"I want to see exactly who is behind this."

For half a month, he hides among the clouds, circling the dense forest. Yet no matter how long he waits, no contact person appears.

"Very cautious!" Mo Wuzhou's expression becomes solemn.

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"That guy is too cautious!" Above the Gan River, at the bow of a black-canopied boat, Dantai Zong bites his lip in frustration.

"He followed the messenger bird here, but he's just hiding up in the sky watching."

Lin Su chuckles lightly, "I told you before, the bait was too small; he won't show himself so easily."

Dantai Zong looks troubled, "Do we really need to lure him here? Then Young Master, you..."

Lin Su taps his fingers lightly on the table, "No pain, no gain, right?"

"Without someone who looks as vital as I do making an appearance, why would he show himself?"

"Go make arrangements, let those messages pass through more hands, try to deliver them to me secretly and realistically."

Dantai Zong respectfully clasps his fists, "Understood!"

...

That very afternoon, in a nondescript small grove.

A golden-haired monkey bursts in, snatches fifteen small bamboo cylinders from a bird's nest and stuffs them into his mouth. Leaving behind a fiery red elixir pill, he then stretches his arms and swings through the trees, disappearing without a trace.

"Relying on unnoticeable exotic beasts to pass on messages, one link after another?" Mo Wuzhou marvels internally.

Now even more curious about these people's identities, he follows the golden-haired monkey back to its troop.

As half a month flies by, Mo Wuzhou watches the cylinder travel from beast to beast within the forests of East Ridge.

Finally, when he follows a turtle as large as a millstone to a section of the Gan River, he sees a small black-canopied boat.

A middle-aged man wearing a half-body suit of black armor appears at the stern. He retrieves a bamboo cylinder from the turtle's mouth, feeds it a golden yellow pill, and then places the cylinder before the grey-clothed person sitting at the bow.

Seeing the other party open each one for inspection before burning them, Mo Wuzhou knows he has found the right person.

But he still doesn't show himself, instead following the black-canopied boat once more.

After five days of discovery that the person continuously receives bamboo cylinders through various animals, Mo Wuzhou finally confirms that even if this person is not the mastermind behind the scenes, he definitely is a high-level insider.

"A pair of mortals, where do they get the courage to target cultivators of Qi?" After days of observation, he had already realized that these two people had no mana at all and were not cultivators.

Thinking this, Mo Wuzhou descends from the sky, appearing abruptly at the bow of the boat.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Lin Su cannot help but be stunned.

However, Dantai Zong can't hold back a laugh, "Surname Chen, you really are cautious. You followed us for over a month, and now you finally deign to reveal yourself?"

The just-stabilized Mo Wuzhou immediately blinks in confusion.

Surname Chen?

Chen Mu?!

These people weren't probing the ship dock inside the mountain but aimed to lure and capture Chen Mu?

So, I've accidentally stepped into the middle of this?!

"Stop laughing!" Lin Su kicks the overly pleased Dantai Zong, making him stagger, and says with a helpless face, "He is Mo Wuzhou!"

Dantai Zong's eyes widen in disbelief.

So...

I've been busy for a month and lured the wrong person?

This isn't a wild goose chase, is it?!

Lin Su looks at the dark-faced Mo Wuzhou and shakes his head with a bitter smile, "I don't know if he was planning to use you to eliminate someone or simply to test the waters,"

"But one thing is certain, we all underestimated that Chen youngster's cunning and depth of strategy."

Mo Wuzhou: "..."

At this moment, he can't help but recall Chen Mu's worried face from a month ago.

"You really are quite the actor!"

Inside the Jade Seed, Tu, who had witnessed everything, couldn't help but burst out laughing, "You humans are indeed too crafty! Haha..."

...

Achoo!

On the wooden house's long porch.

The deep, cunning, and venomous person involuntarily shivers and suddenly sneezes, waking from his sleep.

He rises from his rocking chair, rubbing his nose with a puzzled face.

"Yuanbao, are you cursing me?"

The giant toad sits quietly on the ground, not even blinking, completely ignoring the deranged rant.

Chen Mu stretches and leans against a pillar, reaching out to poke the toad's chin.

"It has to be you cursing me!"

The toad looks resigned as a surge of mana flows out, and it slowly becomes transparent.

Chen Mu's eyebrows shoot up. Your next read is at My Virtual Library Empire

Trying to escape?

He points sharply at the ground.

Bang!

The ground emits a muffled sound and the toad reappears, its large, bewildered eyes showing it's clearly been stunned by the impact.

Chen Mu begins to laugh heartily.

"You have the Earth Escape Technique, but I have Point Ground into Steel!"

"Thinking you could enter and exit my courtyard freely with the Earth Escape Technique, no chance! Haha..."

Chen Mu happily looks towards a section of the grey wall.

Point Ground into Steel: 70/10000/Third Rank;

Unwittingly, he had brought this Earthly Movement Secret Technique to a brand-new level.

And he discovered that the new Point Ground into Steel could temporarily suppress the Earth Escape Technique.

Although the effect would dissipate once the mana faded, it was more than enough to tease Yuanbao, haha!

"Qua..." Yuanbao looks helplessly resigned.

"Were you just about to go catch some fish for me?"

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"Alright then." Chen Mu smacked his lips in regret as he dispersed the Point Ground into Steel exotic force.

"We'll have to play next time..."

Yuanbao: "..." Seriously idle!

"I wonder where Mo Wuzhou went. He wouldn't just be hiding somewhere leisurely sipping tea, would he?" Chen Mu couldn't help feeling indignant, "A place this important, and they leave me alone to guard it? How can they be so indifferent?!"

"Alas, it's because we're nobodies."

"Best to just keep guard honestly."

"Such is the life of toil."

Chen Mu helplessly lay down in the rocking chair, swaying and yawning, and once again drifted into dreamland.

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Above the Gan River, at the bow of a canopy boat.

Lin Su stood up, bent slightly forward, and gestured to the cushion opposite the small square table: "Please, have a seat."

Mo Wuzhou, however, did not want to waste time and responded coldly, "Your purpose."

Lin Su shook his head and sighed, "The arrogance of a Qi Cultivation practitioner, eh? Tsk..."

"What?" Mo Wuzhou was baffled by the seemingly nonsensical answer.

"In your eyes, we are nothing more than weak mortals, so you couldn't be bothered with pleasantries, right?" Lin Su questioned as he took a seat with an indifferent look on his face.

Mo Wuzhou's eyebrows furrowed slightly; this man was a bit too calm for his taste.

He carefully sensed his surroundings but found no suspicious presence.

"What are you looking for?" Lin Su asked with an inexplicable smile on his face. "Are you trying to see if there's an ambush around here?"

Mo Wuzhou's brow furrowed even deeper.

Something was off with this man!

Lin Su's mouth curled up slightly, "Didn't you consider that the so-called ambush might be right before your eyes?"

Two mere mortals?

"You'll open your mouth." Mo Wuzhou decided not to drag this out any longer, planning to take these two away for the Inspection Courtyard to investigate.

"Planning to capture us for a Soul Search?" Lin Su chuckled and shook his head. "Do you see us as insects you can just trample at will?"

"You seem to have forgotten that you also started from a mortal and got to where you are today..."

"Run! This is the Netherworld Ferry! He's stalling for time!" Before Lin Su could finish speaking, the black smoke creature hidden within the Jade Seed, Tu, suddenly shouted.

Instinctively, Mo Wuzhou's body burst with spiritual light, and he triggered the Longitudinal Rainbow Light, propelling himself into midair in the blink of an eye.

Just as he was about to ask Tu why he signaled alarm, his expression suddenly changed.

He noticed that, inexplicably, the once tumultuous Gan River had become a motionless, calm surface.

The muddy water had turned clear, and the distant riverbanks seemed to be shrouded in a layer of gray filter, becoming blurry and dark.

He glanced unintentionally into the clear water of the river and instantly couldn't help shuddering all over.

At the river bottom, countless black smoke clusters resembling human figures with snake tails had appeared. They were piled up quietly, creepily inching forward.

Just one look at the swarming human-shaped black smoke gave him an inexplicable chill.

At that moment, the canopy boat, which should have been easily dispersed by the spiritual light, was still intact, floating in the middle of the river.

The black-armored man stood silent at the bow, and the man in the gray robe still sat nonchalantly at the table, with a look of regret on his face. He waved at Mo Wuzhou, seemingly saying goodbye.

The next moment, the entire canopy boat, as if a painting, began to be rapidly erased from the rear to the front.

The scenes on both banks cleared and brightened.

The clear river water turned into a murky yellow.

The shadowy figure at the bottom of the river was nowhere to be found, as if it had been an illusion all along.

"That was the Netherworld Ferry, the usual method of breaking through barriers and teleportation used by the Yinming Group," Tu complicatedly said.

"What would have happened if I hadn't left the awning boat just now?" Mo Wuzhou asked with lingering fear.

"You would have fallen into the Netherworld, forgetting who you are, forgetting the past. You would wander aimlessly, never to return to this world again," Tu's voice was filled with an inexplicable heaviness.

Mo Wuzhou felt a chill in his heart.

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Deep in East Ridge, at the foot of a desolate mountain.

Dry yellow leaves were crushed by a heavy footstep.

A figure flashed through the dense forest like lightning.

Finally, it stopped beside a small stream.

Then it plunged into the mountain stream, gulping down the icy water.

After a while, Shang Huan, who was almost too gaunt for his clothes, finally lifted his face. Without caring about the muddy bank, he lay down beside the stream.

After a few heavy breaths to steady his ragged breathing, he finally opened his mouth with a voice as dry as though he had swallowed hot coals and asked, "How far is it from here to the Lower Courtyard of the Gan River?"

The next moment, in the empty forest, another dull voice responded, "Not far, a day's travel at the most with day and night marching."

"Stop lying to me, you said the same thing last time," Shang Huan said spiritlessly, staring up at the sky.

Run, run, run, he had been fleeing non-stop for a month, and his mind could hardly contain anything else.

"You asked me the same thing just two hours ago," the dull voice calmly stated.

"Guess what, as a Qi Cultivator who longs for immortality, I actually find myself hoping that time would pass more quickly. Haha... cough cough cough!" Shang Huan's laughter was full of despair.

"You should be glad, after all, you are still alive to bemoan the speed of time," the dull voice said, its calm unchanging.

"Can Brother Mu really save our lives? Maybe we should just surrender," Shang Huan's lazy voice carried a tone of hopelessness. "The feeling of being chased with nowhere to escape to is too agonizing."

"Ha! Do you know what? More than surviving, I actually want that horned monster to suffer," a hint of morbidity slipped through the dull voice.

"Find Chen Mu, become a Netherworld soldier, and we can exist in another form, a form that the horned monster would hate to see."

"Imagine the frustration after a month's pursuit, only to find that the plan has failed. What do you think his expression would be like? Hehe... Hahaha..."

"Fuck it, let's do it!" Shang Huan abruptly opened his bloodshot eyes.

"It's just some flesh, I can afford to lose it!"

He pulled open the front of his shirt, revealing a human face on his chest.

The next moment, that face strained outward, and countless black threads burst from Shang Huan's chest along with it.

As soon as it touched the ground, the black threads began to wriggle and weave rapidly, and in an instant, they formed a handsome young man in black tight suit.

Shang Huan gasped for breath, visibly thinner than before, his eyes deeper set.

"Lu Ku, this time you need to lead them further away. I've already cut back to the limit; if we make another Seven Kills Puppet, we're both done for!"

At that moment, another face of Lu Ku appeared on Shang Huan's chest.

The face smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry, when we're truly at our wits' end, I'll kill you first and then end myself."

"We may not survive, but I guarantee, the horned monster's plan against us will be screwed as well."

"You're truly fucking insane! I don't want to die!"

"Then quit the bullshit and keep running for your life."

"Fuck!"