I Am Grinding Experience in Another World

Jade Spring Mountain’s Scripture Transmission Institute, the third floor of Tianyi Pavilion.

Chen Mu placed a Bright Yellow Scroll back on the shelf, reluctantly leaving the bookshelf where the Earthly Movement Secret Technique was kept.

He still wasn’t satisfied and wanted to find a copy of the Earth Escape Secret Technique.

With the Secret Technique, he wouldn’t need to leave a secret passage when digging a Secret Chamber, making it even more concealed.

"What a pity…"

…

In front of the counter on the first floor of Tianyi Pavilion.

"Going to Mist Smoke Mountain?"

"Shouldn’t you stay put in the academy, passing down scriptures and preaching, instead of running around all over the place?"

"The miasmas and clouds around Mist Smoke Mountain make it convenient for me to ponder the Through-Rhino Hundred Miasma Pill," Chen Mu earnestly said.

"Last time you went to Eagle Grief Cliff for the All-Disease Pill, and this time going to Mist Smoke Mountain still for the All-Disease Pill?" Hu Kui eyed Chen Mu skeptically: "Tell the truth!"

"The Pill Treasure Pavilion has a new Pavilion Master, and I’m worried about trouble, so I’m going out to lay low," Chen Mu shrugged.

"Who would dare to trouble a Scripture Doctorate from my Scripture Transmission Institute?" Elder Hu’s beard and hair bristled, his muscles bulging fiercely: "I’ll go and tear them to shreds!"

Chen Mu looked at Hu Kui who appeared ferocious but seemed actually glued to his chair and couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

I wish you would.

"I can’t let you be troubled on my account; I’d better go lie low instead."

Hu Kui looked at Chen Mu dissatisfied: "You’re already a member of my Scripture Transmission Institute, so me stepping in for you won’t be a trouble." Your journey continues at

"As long as you concentrate on transmitting scriptures, my Scripture Transmission Institute can ensure your safety."

"Listen to me, start another preaching session, teach a few Alchemists, and I assure you no one will trouble you!"

Does this old guy have nephews who want to learn Alchemy?

Chen Mu looked doubtful.

"No thanks, I’d better go and lay low."

"Besides, I do indeed need to ponder over new Elixir Pills."

"I can’t always be teaching the Fasting Pill, I need to add some new content."

"That way I can jack up the price and earn more Daoist Jade Money," Chen Mu pretended to be greedy and chuckled mischievously.

Hu Kui looked on regretfully: "Make sure you think it through. If you really accept this task from the Mist Smoke Mountain Scripture Transmission Institute, and no one replaces you, you won’t be able to return to Jade Spring Mountain for a short time."

Isn’t this perfect, I actually don’t want to come back.

Disciples from the Upper Court kept boiling in, disputes were visibly escalating, and he really didn’t want to stay on Jade Spring Mountain.

…

South of Jade Spring Mountain, above the cliff face, in a spacious cave dwelling.

Zhao Yuzhang, dressed in black fine clothes, sat at the head of the room.

"Left? I was hoping he could train a few more Alchemists," he expressed his disappointment.

"I heard that initially, it was Elder Liang who brought that person into the Pill Treasure Pavilion."

"And Elder Liang is a disciple of Elder Song."

"If we rashly lay hands on him, I’m afraid…" Qi Hui cautiously reminded.

Zhao Yuzhang shook his head with a wry smile: "He’s capable of teaching Alchemists, and he refused Zhu Yi, as long as he stays in Pill Treasure Pavilion, that means he’s one of us."

"Besides, that little junior brother of mine, Mo Wuzhou, has some dealings with him. I would never go against him."

"No wonder Zhu Yi wanted to move against him," Qi Hui suddenly realized: "He probably knew about this man’s relationship with the Pavilion Master’s disciple."

Immediately his expression brightened: "Shouldn’t we lend a hand? It might be a good chance to do a favor."

"No need," Zhao Yuzhang waved his hand: "Zhu Yi has enough on his plate and won’t have time to trouble him."

"The Heavenly Demon Rebirth Pill really has issues?" Qi Hui was astonished.

Zhu Yi had practiced Alchemy for many years and was experienced and astute; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been the initial Pavilion Master of Pill Treasure Pavilion.

"Several Lower Courtyard disciples mutated and went mad, like demons," Zhao Yuzhang said with a playful look: "Those people were newly conscripted warriors from Da Qian, and they had all taken Elixir Pills refined by Zhu Yi."

"The identities and origins of those people are clear, so the problem naturally lies with the Heavenly Demon Rebirth Pill."

Qi Hui suddenly understood.

He had heard that new disciples in the Lower Courtyard were abnormally robust.

Now he thought about it, that batch of pills might really be problematic.

He glanced cautiously at Zhao Yuzhang whose expression remained indifferent.

He knew, even if originally it wasn’t Zhu Yi’s fault, now it most certainly had become Zhu Yi’s problem.

"Zhu Yi is in for some bad luck."

"Thank goodness I swore allegiance to the new Pavilion Master early on."

"And there’s Chen Mu, he’s just a Lower Courtyard disciple, how is he involved with so many important people?"

"First there were Elders Song and Liang, and now you have to add Pavilion Master Zhao."

"Just trying to cause him a little trouble seems daunting," Qi Hui sighed silently to himself.

In the beginning, Chen Mu had snatched his Daoist Cultivation task and wooed away Alchemist Apprentices like Bai Xiuwen, and Qi Hui had not forgotten this grudge.

"Sigh…"

…

Three days later.

The Scripture Pavilion’s branch on Mist Smoke Mountain.

"Brother Chen, your job here is just to dust and organize the bookshelves, quite simple right?" said a plump, round-faced youth with an easygoing manner.

It truly wasn’t difficult.

Chen Mu nodded.

"There are three Scripture Clerks in the Scripture Pavilion, taking turns one day at a time, you’ll have lots of free time."

"Our Scripture Transmission Institute’s Qingdu Institution even personally promised, as long as we ensure the pavilion is clean and tidy, they don’t care if we go home to sleep,"

That lenient?

Chen Mu felt a slight joy in his heart.

Having so much free time is great, he would have more time to grind for experience.

"The only downside is that the pay is a bit low, just thirty White Jade per month, and three points of Daoist Cultivation," the round-faced youth cautiously said to Chen Mu.

That’s no issue.

I’m not lacking those few White Jade Coins.

Chen Mu couldn’t care less.

"So, do you accept this errand or..." the round-faced youth tentatively asked.

"Accept, of course, I’ll accept."

Little work, money... although it’s not much, but the management is lax, and there’s lots of free time.

Why not accept?

The round-faced youth immediately beamed with a smile.

Afterward, he led Chen Mu around, busily handling the hiring process, arranging accommodation, and explaining the layout of Mist Smoke Mountain with enthusiastic thoroughness.

...

In the south of Mist Smoke Mountain, a delicate bamboo building was hidden within the western woods of the Scripture Transmission Institute.

It was secluded, tranquil, and beautiful, much to Chen Mu’s delight.

"Thank you, junior brother," Chen Mu gratefully said.

"I should be thanking you, senior brother," the round-faced youth replied with a smile. "If you hadn’t taken this job, I wouldn’t have been able to return to Jade Spring Mountain."

Then, as if remembering something, he hesitated for a moment before finally gritting his teeth and saying, "Senior brother, if you have spare time, you’d best learn the Dust Avoidance Technique."

Dust Avoidance Technique?

"Our Qingdu Institution head, he’s a bit obsessive about cleanliness,"

Chen Mu suddenly realized.

No wonder the Scripture Pavilion was excessively clean and tidy.

"Alright, I’ll go learn it when I have the time," Chen Mu casually said.

Seeing him nonchalant, the round-faced youth seemed to want to say more but stopped himself, ultimately bowing and quickly leaving.

Standing at the door of the bamboo building and watching the other’s fleeing figure, Chen Mu couldn’t help but shake his head and chuckle.

Running that fast, are you afraid I’ll change my mind?

It’s just a librarianship, pay is admittedly low, but it’s not that terrible, right?

...

The next day, at the Scripture Pavilion.

"This scroll should be placed in the third compartment of the second shelf, not the second compartment of the third shelf, you put it in the wrong spot," a thin old man suddenly appeared behind Chen Mu.

Chen Mu jumped in fright and promptly turned around.

Qing Lu? The Qingdu Institution head.

Chen Mu bowed his head to check the catalogue in his hand and found he really made a mistake.

This Qingdu Institution head is impressive, could it be he remembers the location of every book?

"It’s my first time as a librarian, and I misplaced it. I ask for the Qingdu Institution head’s understanding,"

The old man’s face was expressionless, showing neither pleasure nor displeasure, and he nodded slightly at Chen Mu before turning away.

He’s not that difficult to get along with, is he?

Chen Mu internally felt it was quite novel.

After eight or nine years since crossing through time, he never expected to end up working again.

Luckily, he didn’t rely on this job for a living, nor did he have the tension of facing a boss.

Then, he continued sorting out the books while holding the catalogue.

"This book’s lower corner is curled up; take it for repairs before categorizing it," a voice once again abruptly came from behind Chen Mu.

This time, completely unanticipated, it scared him so much his hair nearly stood on end.

He quickly turned his head and immediately saw Qing Lu two meters away with an emotionless face.

This Qingdu Institution head, does he walk without a sound?

"Okay," Chen Mu calmly nodded.

This time he was on guard, intentionally hanging the Truthful Listening Technique on his ear.

After calmly sorting books for a quarter of an hour, he purposely misplaced a scroll while focusing intently, trying to listen to the surrounding sounds.

"The first shelf on the catalogue refers to the lowest part of the bookshelf, not the highest part."

Qing Lu’s voice appeared again without any warning.

Chen Mu abruptly turned around, feeling his heart skip half a beat.

In the meantime, Qing Lu had once again appeared two meters behind him.

When did he...?

When did he appear behind me?

The Truthful Listening Technique didn’t pick up anything?!

He suddenly understood why the round-faced youth was so eager to run away.

With Qing Lu popping in and out like a ghost...

No one can stand that!

Especially since the Qingdu Institution head seemed to have an obsession with cleanliness.

With people coming and going in the Scripture Transmission Institute, dirt and dust were bound to be brought in on their shoes.

If every speck of dirt conjured him instantly beside oneself, then...

Fuck!

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