I am grinding experience in another world

At the River of Oblivion’s shore.

Beneath the window on the left side of the door of the wooden hut, a soft couch was arranged. Chen Mu sat cross-legged upon it, allowing the grey wall to appear before his eyes as he sorted through his own skills and experiences.

First and foremost, he looked at the experiences associated with Yin Spirits, and he couldn’t help but smile after just a glance.

The Five Dragons Scripture, Netherworld Guide, Jade Gate Curse, Mountain-Carrying Scripture, and a series of nine other perfect secret techniques were comforts to his heart just to look at.

Even though the not perfected Yin Wind Escape had reached beyond the halfway point of the Fifth Level, and even the unreliable Nine Cups Calculation Scripture had been trained to the limit of the Second Rank.

“I’m quite compatible with these Yin Spirit secret techniques,” Chen Mu chuckled to himself.

“Unfortunately, I am not a pure Yin Spirit after all. The foundation still lies in the True Flesh Body,” he helplessly looked towards the Qi Cultivator side of secret techniques.

The Netherworld Grand Summary had been stuck at the last hurdle of the Eighth Stage—just shy of a thousand experiences away from entering the Ninth Stage.

The Eighth Stage Truthful Listening Technique had garnered over nine thousand experiences due to frequent use.

Giant Spirit Divine and the Soul Capturing Return to Origin Technique had seen significant progress due to their recent frequent use.

However, aside from these few secret techniques, most of the others had come to a standstill.

“Grey wall, you’re just not cutting it. You’re supposed to be like a hack, requiring me to train by myself; you could at least level up on your own,” Chen Mu complained with a face full of disappointment.

The grey wall immediately fell silent, embarrassed into speechlessness.

Chen Mu glared several times before looking away, resignedly dismissing the grey wall.

If it were before, he would have starved and dehydrated himself to push those nearly complete secret techniques to the limit. But now, without Earth Spirit Vital Energy in the Netherworld, he had to set them aside.

Previously, he could employ White Jade Coins to operate the Exquisite Jade Plate to generate Earth Spirit Vital Energy.

But now…

Chen Mu pulled out a small wooden box, looking at the sparse White Jade Coins inside with a furrowed brow.

“Seven hundred and thirty-two, it’s no exaggeration to say that I’m at the end of my rope,” he said.

A strong sense of unease welled up in Chen Mu’s heart.

Now, with his Five Dragons Scripture perfected, his offensive capabilities were comparable to those of a Divine Fetus Yin Spirit, but he was not a true Yin Spirit. The ability to wield Yin Spirit skills was all thanks to the True Form of Heavenly Demon.

And the True Form of Heavenly Demon was nothing but a special skill forged out of vital energy, contingent upon the True Body.

Chen Mu had every reason to suspect that if his mana really ran out, his Heavenly Demon True Body might well be done for!

“I must return to the Yang Realm as soon as possible.”

“But…” Chen Mu sighed and looked towards the river not far away.

The people of Feng’an City were busily constructing the Ghost Gate. Further away, the eerie smiling face of Li Wuyou appeared intermittently amidst the mist.

Clearly, he and the group from Feng’an City were trapped at the shores of the River of Oblivion.

“If I were to abandon these people now…” Chen Mu became lost in thought.

Previously, during his trek through the wilderness, his main goal was to return to Feng’an so he could get back to the Yang Realm. But now, with Feng’an City struggling to survive, did he really need to get involved?

“To return to the Yang Realm, I must serve a hundred years as a Living God at the City God Dojo. Lü Liang has a method, the Substitute Puppet Technique, to avoid the century-long term,” he pondered.

“But this task isn’t limited to just Lü Liang,” Chen Mu’s eyes narrowed as he contemplated.

“In the vast Yinshan Prefecture, it wouldn’t be difficult to find someone with a similar status and background.”

“Wait for the right moment to plant a Heavenly Demon Spiritual Seed in them, then use the Transmission Secret Method as a trade—securing a spot as a Living God shouldn’t be difficult.”

“However, if I wish to leave, the first thing to do is get rid of King Wuyou’s entanglement,” he thought, looking at the eerie figure three miles away by the river.

“That ghostly thing is afraid of the River of Oblivion. If I hide in the river, escape several hundred miles, then surface again, could that throw this guy off my track?”

…

“It won’t work,” Lü Liang shook his head on the porch in front of the hut: “We’ve already had someone try it.”

“Really?” Chen Mu’s face was full of suspicion, wondering if this guy was trying to keep him tethered to Feng’an City by deceiving him.

“You can personally send some people to investigate,” Lü Liang said with a wry smile. He really did want to keep Chen Mu here, but he wouldn’t dare lie about something so easily exposed.

“Is it that they didn’t go far enough along the riverbed?” Chen Mu frowned.

“They went more than two thousand eight hundred miles.”

Escaping more than two thousand eight hundred miles along the River of Oblivion still wasn’t enough to shake off Li Wuyou? It made him think back to their first encounter. Back then, they were at least five or six thousand miles from Feng’an City.

“What if they try to go even further?” Chen Mu asked, unwilling to give up.

“They’re already trying,” Lü Liang sighed. “According to legend, King Wuyou is innately a Strange Demon of the capital, comparable to a Yin God lord. He might just fear the River of Oblivion, but his locking ability probably can’t be completely obstructed by the River of Oblivion.”

Chen Mu’s face turned grim: “What if I use Netherworld Ferry to Teleport directly?”

“We’ve tried that too,” Lü Liang continued shaking his head, “Everything within two thousand miles has been sealed. At most, Netherworld Ferry could only move within that range. To use a ground-shrinking teleportation secret technique, one has to rely on the Ghost Gate.”

“Quite the arsenal!” Chen Mumu couldn’t help grinding his teeth: “What vendetta do you have with Qingyang City?

It’s one thing for you to create chaos, but why drag me into this mess?”

Chen Mu looked troubled.

Neither flight nor escaping underground was an option; it seemed they truly had to rely on the Ghost Gate.

And to thoroughly shake off Li Wuyou, a short-range move within the Netherworld likely wouldn’t suffice; he would need to head straight for Beyond Heaven.

…

Days and nights revolved, and Chen Mu’s heart hung heavy with fear that Qingyang City would continue its schemes.

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Despite being on guard day and night, waiting for the weather to gradually warm up, and the barren hills in the distance beginning to show signs of green, no mishaps occurred.

One day, Chen Mu was lazily sitting cross-legged on a two-story-high grey-black stone, dressed in loose grey clothes.

Three to five meters below the stone, Li Wuyou looked up with a grin, staring intently at Chen Mu.

“Old Li, what were you all thinking, just trapping us by the river like this?” Chen Mu asked aloud.

“I’m Li Wuyou, I’ve been hungry for quite a while, may I borrow your heart and liver to fill my stomach?”

“Don’t you have any other methods, such as summoning Strange Demons to attack, or sending Yin soldiers to attack?”

“I’m Li Wuyou, I’ve been hungry for quite a while, may I borrow your heart and liver to fill my stomach?”

“Or maybe you quietly sent someone to sabotage the Ghost Gate we just repaired?”

“I’m Li Wuyou, I’ve been hungry for quite a while, may I borrow your heart and liver to fill my stomach?”

Fill fill fill, what a load of crap, all he knows is to eat heart and liver!

Chen Mu couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

He had tried countless times, but no matter how he provoked, the other party repeated the same sentence over and over again.

It was truly strange, but also truly idiotic.

Though the Wuyou King appeared human in form, inwardly, he was just like Strange Demons with muddled consciousness, and there was no communicating with him.

Chen Mu curled his lips, adeptly invoking Yin Spirit Divine Power.

Netherworld Guide!

Suddenly, a mass of River of Oblivion Water materialized beside Li Wuyou, and before he could struggle or dodge, it wrapped around him entirely.

Then, with a beckoning of his finger, the water sphere quickly pulled Li Wuyou towards Chen Mu.

But as it moved just a meter or two forward, as if crossing some alert line, the illusory image of a vast river suddenly appeared around the giant stone.

Li Wuyou, immersed in the illusory image, seemed like a flickering projection on a screen, his entire figure swelling and becoming ethereal, and in the blink of an eye, he was scattered by the river’s force, subsequently disappearing along with the river’s image.

Moments later, an identical Li Wuyou appeared exactly where the other had stood.

“I’m Li Wuyou, I’ve been hungry for quite a while, may I borrow your heart and liver to fill my stomach?”

Tsk!

Truly a persistent nuisance.

Chen Mu couldn’t help but grimace.

He himself had lost count of how many Li Wuyous he had plunged into the River of Oblivion, yet one after the other, they kept appearing.

“If such powerful Strange Demons can be used for Qingyang City, how formidable must that Lord Lv, referred to as Old Ghost Xiao, be?”

The very thought made his scalp numb.

How did he get himself into such a troublesome situation?

Indeed, he had to escape to Beyond Heaven.

He couldn’t help but look toward the River of Oblivion, where a familiar grey-white archway stood— the Ghost Gate.

Months had passed, and the Yin Spirits of Feng’an City, united in purpose, had finally completed it.

Now, all they needed was to create the Bottomless Pool, store enough Yin Spirit Divine Power, and they would be able to move the River of Oblivion, activate Netherworld Ferry, and teleport to Beyond Heaven.

“As long as I escape to Beyond Heaven, separated by the void, I will be sure to get rid of Li Wuyou’s entanglement.”

“Moreover, being away from Netherworld, I should certainly be able to avoid the troubles of Qingyang City,” Chen Mu let out a long sigh of relief, feeling as if the weight that had been pressing on his heart for months was finally lifting.

…

“The lord of Feng’an City must have used the Ghost Gate to go to Beyond Heaven.”

“The Netherstone used to guide the return of the Ghost Gate has been hidden among the Yin Spirits of Feng’an City.”

“The Espionage Department has ordered us to find every possible way to keep the people of Feng’an City by the river until Lord Lv returns.”

At night, by the River of Oblivion, on the edge of the Feng’an City camp, Hu Mang, Shen Bu, Zhang Er, and Wen Han gathered around a small bonfire, whispering amongst themselves. Continue your saga on My Virtual Library Empire

“They can’t possibly be asking us to destroy the Ghost Gate?” Zhang Er’s small eyes widened into circles.

Hu Mang glanced over at him but said nothing.

“This is freaking asking us to court death!” Shen Bu couldn’t help but exclaim wide-eyed.

“With the Cursing Method of the Espionage Department on you, do you dare not comply?” Hu Mang glanced at him again.

Shen Bu gritted his teeth and threw punches furiously into the air.

“The Ghost Gate is extremely sturdy; to destroy it, we would need special methods,” Wen Han smacked his lips and said, “Even with the means, we’d still have to figure out how to get close to the Ghost Gate.”

“That thing is guarded by twenty thousand Yin soldiers day and night, tsk tsk, not an easy task…”

As soon as his words fell, he looked up to see Hu Mang and the other two staring at him in unison.

Wen Han’s eyes suddenly bulged.

“Why are you looking at me like that! I’m just a support soldier; there’s no way I could get close to the Ghost Gate!”

Hu Mang and the others remained silent, just staring at Wen Han with deep meaning.

“I… I refuse!” Wen Han shouted defiantly, his neck stiffened.

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