I Am Grinding Experience in Another World

Antiquity City, south of the city, Ancient Moon Studio.

Chen Mu, holding a cloth bundle with a wooden box inside, arrived at the second floor’s eastern side with a cold expression on his face.

The goat-bearded shopkeeper, who was in charge of the Curse Technique Scripture transactions, still sat behind the counter, squinting his eyes as if he had never moved from his spot.

Seeing Chen Mu approach, the shopkeeper’s eyebrows furrowed, and he stared solemnly at the flower on Chen Mu’s forehead.

A chill ran through Chen Mu’s heart.

Could it be that the old man had noticed something amiss?

"This Divine Ghost Pattern of yours..." The goat-bearded shopkeeper took a deep breath, "is really quite exquisite!"

Chen Mu: "..."

Seeing Chen Mu frozen in place, the goat-bearded old man revealed a satisfied smile and continued to tease cheerfully.

"I’ve seen quite a few people draw Ghost Patterns, but there are not many who do it better than you."

"This reminds me of a customer from a few months back. He also had a flower drawn between his eyebrows, a mere two strokes that resembled a divine eye, simple yet majestic."

"Of course, what you have is also good, it’s just a bit garish!"

Garish my ass!

A twitch appeared at the corner of Chen Mu’s mouth.

I knew it; my drawing skills honed over many years couldn’t be easily seen through by this old man.

Turns out, it was all just this old geezer’s malicious sense of humor.

Chen Mu slammed a box of Jade Dew Pearls on the counter, saying irritably, "Cut the crap and give me the ’Flight of Flame Scripture’!"

The goat-bearded elder did not get angry and leisurely opened the box to inspect the Jade Dew Pearls.

He counted each pearl, busying himself for a while before pulling out a Black-Skinned Scripture from beneath the counter.

Chen Mu reached out to take it, but the old man held onto the back half of the scripture and would not let go.

"Don’t be in a rush to take it away. Let me explain the taboos to you first, and then you can start on it," said the goat-bearded shopkeeper with a serious expression.

"The Flight of Flame Scripture cultivates the Primordial Blue Flame. This flame can burn everything and is difficult to control. It’s very easy to harm your primordial energy while practicing it."

"You must proceed step by step, starting with small things and slowly growing the flame."

"Only when you have complete and proficient control can you use it to refine the Yin Spirit Divine Power, sifting out the dross to refine the Divine Ghost Pattern. The entire process is unspeakably painful and has an extremely high risk of failure."

"What happens if one fails?" Chen Mu’s brow furrowed slightly.

In that period, he had not been idle and had at least gotten proficient with controlling Yin Spirit Divine Power. Your journey continues with

From his years of cultivation experience, compared to mana, Yin Spirit Divine Power felt more like physical strength, and it seemed to involve the origin of Yin Spirits. Using flame to refine Divine Power was almost like refining the Yin Spirits themselves with flames, which was very dangerous.

The goat-bearded shopkeeper shook his head and sighed, "At best you’ll be gravely injured and disabled, at worst your soul will be scattered."

Chen Mu’s face changed.

This Secret Technique was indeed perilous!

"Is there a way to reduce the risk?" he inquired involuntarily.

"Of course, there is," nodded the goat-bearded shopkeeper.

"Eat more Jade Dew to supplement your primordial energy before practicing. Prepare some River of Oblivion Water, and if you feel the Blue Flame getting out of control, quickly drink it."

"While it may corrode the body, making recovery difficult, it’s still better than having your soul scattered," he said.

Chen Mu nodded at this.

Seeing Chen Mu’s grave expression, the goat-bearded shopkeeper couldn’t help but reveal a smile: "Of course, if you could switch to a higher-end, more detailed Secret Technique, there would be none of these risks."

"I have a copy of the ’Hidden Moon Secret Tome’, safe and reliable, without any hidden dangers."

"For just three thousand Jade Dew, it can help you complete the cultivation of the Divine Ghost Pattern effortlessly."

"Why not take a look?"

Chen Mu’s expression turned dark instantly.

I thought you were concerned about my safety with all that talk, but you were eyeing my money!

You’re trying to sell me products!

He snatched the Flight of Flame Scripture and turned to leave.

The goat-bearded shopkeeper was not annoyed and called out with a chuckle, "If you can keep practicing, do so; if you can’t, come back and see me for an exchange, huh."

"I will not let you waste your money on the Flight of Flame Scripture; I’ll buy it back at half price and refund you!"

Chen Mu’s face darkened even more.

With such slick salesmanship and the offer of a refund, was he so sure that I would return to make an exchange?

Damn it!

Could it be that practicing the ’Flight of Flame Scripture’ really poses a major hidden danger?

...

Across from Ancient Moon Studio, White Crane Teahouse.

A round-faced, short, and stout man sat at a four-sided table near the railing on the ground floor, listening to a narrator, but his eyes were fixed on the entrance of the Ancient Moon Studio across the way.

Before long, a young man dressed in a brown short coat hurriedly walked out from the Ancient Moon Studio.

"Someone went to buy the ’Flight of Flame Scripture’?" The round-faced man looked puzzled.

The young man in the brown short coat reveled in the misfortune of others: "Isn’t that so?"

"Another one eager for quick success."

"Who in Antiquity City doesn’t know that thing is hard to practice?"

"Instead of wasting that money, it would be better to save up for a few years and buy a better Secret Tome, which is safer and more straightforward."

"Of course, the best thing is to follow the army on campaign, as the secret transmissions from the City Lord Mansion are the truly high-end ones."

The round-faced man raised his eyebrows.

Old hands inside Antiquity City really know how to make a choice. But what if this was a newcomer, uninformed and new in town?

His heart couldn’t help but skip a beat.

Could it be that Niu Sanmiao actually stumbled upon a ruthless character this time? The kind who dared to rob the Yin Soldiers just after crawling out of the River of Oblivion?

"Where is the person?" his interest was piqued.

"Humph, it’s the one with a red flower on his forehead, very easy to recognize," the youth in brown clothing lifted his chin slightly, then immediately shook his head in sigh, "Another one crazy for Divine Skills."

"Tsk tsk, must admit, the drawing is quite flamboyant!"

The round-faced man hurriedly turned to look, and a tall, thin middle-aged man in grey clothes came into view.

The man had a stern face with a garish red flower pattern on his forehead, and his expression read ’keep away from me.’

"What a pity…" the round-faced man felt a wave of disappointment.

He had thought he could squeeze more White Jade Coins out of Niu Sanmiao, but he had never seen the tall, thin man’s face in his memory before.

"Alright, I’ll go back and keep a lookout for you," the youth in brown shrugged.

The round-faced man smiled and nodded, raising his hand to toss a small grey cloth bag to the youth.

"Thanks for the reward, Brother Five!" the youth skillfully caught it, drained the tea from the cup in front of him in one gulp, and turned to run back to the Gourmet Pavilion.

The round-faced man shook his head slightly to the modulated voice of the storytellers behind him: "Looks like I’ll have to keep watch for a few more days."

...

Walking on the bustling streets of Antiquity City, Chen Mu felt more and more that something was off.

"This ’Flight of Flame Scripture’ is probably real trouble."

Having just arrived in an unfamiliar Nether Yin Underworld, he was eager to grasp power quickly to facilitate his return to life. In his haste, he had inevitably been inconsiderate.

Now, upon reflection, he felt his previous actions were somewhat rash.

The joy of acquiring the Secret Technique had vanished.

"Forget it, let’s practice it first and see how it goes."

"Fortunately, I pushed the Dew Harvesting Spell to its limit. With this money-making Secret Technique, the most it’ll do is delay me a few months," Chen Mu sighed, slowed his steps, and began to look around at the lively street scene to relieve the irritation in his heart. As he watched aimlessly, a shop suddenly caught his eye.

Seeing the golden characters on the dark signboard, a sense of familiarity welled up inside him.

"Imperial Goods Pavilion...

"Seems like I’ve seen it somewhere before?"

Out of curiosity, Chen Mu approached and entered. As soon as he did, he saw the forty-something man with a fair complexion sitting behind the counter.

The man was dressed in white clothes, with a calm face, exuding a gentle and stable aura that made one feel at ease with just one glance.

Yet Chen Mu’s brows furrowed tightly, he felt increasingly that he had seen this man somewhere before.

At that moment, the middle-aged man suddenly looked up, seemed slightly startled upon seeing Chen Mu, then smiled warmly.

"Brother Chen?"

"It has been a long time…"

Chen Mu’s body shook tremendously, nearly reverting to his original body and sending this man a couple of Flying Swords!

This was the Nether Yin Underworld after all, and he had changed his appearance, yet the other party could recognize his surname with one word?!

Chen Mu’s heart pounded uncontrollably.

"You are, Le Yang’an?!"

It took a long while for Chen Mu to breathe deeply, regain his composure, and finally remember the other man’s identity.

The other party was Le Yang’an, the owner of the Imperial Goods Pavilion, whom he first met on the Ling Boat in the Lower Courtyard of the Tongtian River.

Back then, he was weak and to earn White Jade Coins, he hand-rolled a lot of Soul Condensing Pills. For safety, he specifically sold them separately; apart from the portion handed over to Shang Huan, the rest was sold to the Imperial Goods Pavilion.

After the destruction of the Lower Courtyards of the Tongtian River and Cold Moon Mountain, Chen Mu followed Song Wujie to the Heavenly River Water Mansion for a temporary stay. There, he encountered Le Yang’an for the second time.

This was their third meeting, in this world of Yin Spirits.

Although they were not close, Chen Mu still felt an irresistible surge of immense joy.

In the unfamiliar Netherworld, seeing an acquaintance truly comforted him.

"Although the environment isn’t quite right, I still want to say, I’m glad to see you again," Chen Mu couldn’t help but say with a smile.

...

South City Market of Antiquity City.

Zhang Wuqing, the round-faced man, stood in the middle of the street, looking around in confusion.

"Wasn’t that person here just a moment ago? How did they vanish in the blink of an eye?"

He still felt there was something off about the man with the red flower on his head.

What was off was that he didn’t remember the man’s face.

He had spent years in the South City helping new Yin Spirits with registration, and had nearly seen everyone’s faces. With such distinctive features, it would be hard for him to forget that man’s appearance.

"He must have changed his looks!"

Having come to this realization, he began to follow from a distance.

But just moments ago, in the blink of an eye, the figure had disappeared.

"Did he go into a shop?" he immediately pretended to be a pedestrian and went into nearby shops to check.

Soon, he returned to the spot where Chen Mu had disappeared.

"None of the shops have a back door; escape is impossible."

"They are all small stores; no place to hide."

"So, how did the person just vanish?"

He stood in front of the Imperial Goods Pavilion, looking perplexed, yet he seemed blindly unaware of Chen Mu who was merely separated by a door.

He didn’t even glance at the shop next door, as if the sizable store didn’t exist at all!

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