I Am Grinding Experience in Another World

Chen Mu walked out of the Ancient Moon Studio with his tail between his legs.

"You’re really useless, Ox Head. Why don’t you carry more Jade Dew Pearls on you?" Chen Mu sighed.

Last time, he robbed Niu Sanmiao and Hai Yuan of their Jade Dew Pearls, thinking it was a big score, but upon entering the Ancient Moon Studio, he realized just how poor he was.

A common "Flight of Flame Scripture" actually cost one thousand eight hundred Jade Dew Pearls, and he only had eight or nine hundred pearls on him, at most.

Let alone buying it, that goat-bearded fellow wouldn’t even let him take a glance.

"What if... I rob that Ox Head again?"

"Hmm... It’s not out of the question, haha!"

...

In the South City Market of Antiquity City.

The taverns and teahouses were bustling with noise, storytellers and opera singers performed, even livelier than the capital city in the Human World.

Chen Mu looked around with great interest.

Since leaving Da Liang and arriving in Yunzhou, he had either been cooped up at home cultivating or on the run. Thinking back, he realized it had been nearly ten years since he had seen such a bustling scene.

"The Nether Yin Underworld is even livelier than the Yang Realm, which is really quite strange."

In the end, he gave up on the idea of robbing Ox Head.

It wasn’t that he couldn’t bring himself to do it, but rather that with the sea of people, he couldn’t find him.

"What a pity..."

"Luckily, I’m diligent enough to have practiced the Dew Harvesting Spell to its peak."

"Otherwise, I wouldn’t know how to save up these Jade Dew Pearls."

Although his daily collection of Jade Dew was still limited due to the total amount of Yin Spirit Divine Power, it already far surpassed ordinary Yin Spirits.

If he harvested to the maximum limit, he could earn over ten extra Jade Dew Pearls each day. Along with the funding from Niu Sanmiao before, he could afford the "Flight of Flame Scripture" in two to three months. ȐἈℕǒ𐌱Èš

With a rough calculation in mind, Chen Mu was no longer in a hurry. He began to stroll around the market district, happily experiencing the prosperity he hadn’t seen for a long time.

Before coming to Antiquity City, he thought it would be gloomy and terrifying, with demons and ghosts running amok. But now, although there were many of strange and bizarre appearances, gloomy and terrifying places were rarely seen.

The atmosphere of the entire market district was surprisingly harmonious.

Upon reflection, it made sense.

Although Antiquity City was actively recruiting Yin soldiers, there hadn’t been news of any wars in the Netherworld.

Ordinary Yin Spirits, though confined to Antiquity City and transformed into human-shaped Spiritual Fields, had an easy and comfortable life just reciting the Dew Harvesting Spell, compared to the struggling poor in the workshops of the Mortal Realm.

Moreover, the city had all kinds of entertainment available. Plant a few more Moon Beet Trees, recite a few more spells, and most of these pleasures could be enjoyed.

"This is joy, one doesn’t think of home."

It was probably this kind of atmosphere that made a multitude of Yin Spirits immerse themselves in it, with no thoughts of returning to the Yang Realm.

"It’s a pity there’s no Earth Spirit Vital Energy; otherwise, cultivating here wouldn’t be too bad," Chen Mu said with a sense of regret.

As he walked, the chatter of women reached his ears.

His steps turned involuntarily towards the source, and he suddenly saw a strange building called the Verdan Pavilion.

Groups of voluptuous female ghosts, clad in red and green gauze, leaned against the railings, teasing the passers-by.

These female ghosts were all fair-skinned and beautiful, wearing bright clothes, bold in their actions.

They oozed charm between their brows and eyes, making Chen Mu’s heart race and his scalp tingle as if electrified.

Impressive technique!

His face immediately became grave.

I knew it!

The Nether Yin Underworld is not so simple after all!

No, I have to take a closer look to build up my courage!

What if I fall for these female ghosts’ tricks next time?!

...

In a small alley near the South City Market of Antiquity City, a round-faced, chubby man leaned against a wall, cracking open brown seeds similar to pumpkin seeds.

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Before long, Niu Sanmiao, carrying a brand new red leather lantern, walked into the alley with a gloomy face.

"I heard you lost quite a bit on this trip?" the round-faced man said with a chuckle.

Niu Sanmiao’s complexion turned ugly.

Collecting Yin Spirits by the River of Oblivion seemed profitable, but he ended up with very little.

Most of the journey’s expenses had to be handed over in exchange for the protection provided by the red leather lantern. Even the income from selling the Moon Beet Pearls had to be shared. Otherwise, his position as a Pathfinder was at risk.

He should have earned more this time, but he encountered a strange Black Wind. Not only did he fail to earn anything, but he also ended up paying out of his own pocket!

Back in Antiquity City, the more he thought about it, the more suspicious he became of the Black Wind. He suspected that someone in the last batch of Yin Spirits had played a trick on him.

With this thought, Niu Sanmiao’s face grew even darker as he tossed a gray cloth bag to the other man, "The list?"

The round-faced man caught it, tucked it into his sleeve, and then handed Niu Sanmiao a folded square piece of paper.

"Let’s make this clear, if it’s about plotting murder or theft, don’t look for me. I don’t want to deal with the City Lord’s rules."

Niu Sanmiao didn’t even look at the list and just stuffed it into his waist pouch.

"Don’t worry, all you need to do is keep an eye on them for me."

"I just want to see if there’s anyone on that list who’s been spending money lavishly."

The round-faced man shrugged, "As long as you’re paying, whatever you want is fine."

"But, even if you find out, what can you do to them?"

"If they could play you like that, it means they’re more skilled than you are."

"Once they create the Ghost Pattern Talisman Seed and enter the City Lord Mansion, you might even have to nod and bow to them. Knowing them might make it worse for you."

Visualizing that scene, Niu Sanmiao couldn’t help but twitch his face.

"That’s why I need to know who it is, can’t I just avoid someone I can’t afford to provoke?"

The round-faced man looked skeptical, "You’re not going to cause them trouble?"

Niu Sanmiao replied seriously, "You said it yourself, I don’t want to face the consequences of the City Lord’s rules either."

Ha!

Everyone’s a ghost here, who are they trying to fool!

"Fine," the round-faced man said cheerfully, "as long as the money is right, I’ll make sure the job is done well."

"I might not have many skills, but I’m excellent at remembering faces."

"Once I’ve seen a face, it’s etched in my brain, I can’t forget it even if I wanted to."

"Just you watch!"

...

Two months later.

A small courtyard in the South City Market of Antiquity City.

Chen Mu sat at the stone table in the courtyard, silently invoking Curse Words.

Seven or eight longan-sized, semi-transparent Moon Beet Pearls floated in mid-air, enveloped in a faint mist. As the Jade Dew moisture penetrated and was absorbed, a light red hue slowly climbed the surface of the pearls.

After a while, the pearls, saturated with Jade Dew, turned completely cherry red.

Chen Mu plucked the Jade Dew Pearls and casually placed them inside a wooden box on the table. The box now radiated with red light, nearly filled with fiery red pearls.

"One thousand nine hundred and thirty-two pearls, that should definitely be enough now."

Since returning from Antiquity City two months ago, he had shut himself away and focused solely on gathering Jade Dew. With continuous effort, he finally had enough Jade Dew Pearls to buy the Scripture.

Wrapping the wooden box in a piece of gray cloth, Chen Mu didn’t hurry to leave.

He stood up, went back into his room to change into a wide, gray robe, and then, after a long time not using it, he activated the Shape-shifting Technique.

In the blink of an eye, the seventeen or eighteen-year-old bald youth transformed into a tall, thin middle-aged man with an unfamiliar face.

"Although the atmosphere in Antiquity City is harmonious, it’s still better to be cautious. What if someone gets greedy for my wealth?"

While he muttered to himself, he put on a wig that had been prepared earlier.

Chen Mu looked at himself in the mirror, examining from every angle.

"This birthmark is also troublesome."

Then, with a few light strokes of a brush, the silver wavy lines turned into a fire-red flower pattern the size of a walnut.

The flower was unnaturally bright and vivid, and as he frowned and lifted his head, it seemed to come alive.

"Hmph, with this, even if the ruler of the Nether Yin Underworld came, they couldn’t see my true face."

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