My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 608 Dragon Ball
"You haven't forgotten what happened at the entrance to the Loach Dragon Fire Path, have you?"

Do you know what happened to those people?

"Extracting souls and refining spirits? That's unlikely."

"It's just that his five senses were sealed off, his whole body was imprisoned, and he was buried underground."

"Are you feeling alright?"

"What if they were buried alive, completely ignorant and clueless?"

At the edge of the bottomless pool, Chen Mu looked at the Lei brothers with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the two brothers exchanged bewildered glances.

"I'm exhausted from trying to leave this grotto," Chen Mu sighed.

"If anyone causes me trouble, I'll just make sure they never have any trouble again."

"You've already run eight hundred miles away, and you're only now telling me about this bloodline summoning thing."

"You can't afford to take chances." His smile remained, but his eyes, narrowed to slits, were filled with coldness.

Lei Cheng and Lei Hong immediately tensed up.

"Go on with your work." Without waiting for their explanation, Chen Mu waved for them to leave.

Seeing the two figures stiffen in fright, he looked away and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

"After all, I am an outsider. When I feel the secret call of my ancestor, it is inevitable that my mind will be unsettled."

"Fortunately, Lei Cheng was rational enough, and fortunately, the Zhu Yu Magic Sword and the Divine Listening Technique were miraculous enough, otherwise..."

Chen Mu shook his head, feeling lingering fear.

That so-called bloodline call is probably a trap. More than thirty people rushed in, and whether the other side survives or not is another matter, but the location of the Pingning will definitely be exposed.

If they attract the attention of Akira, there will be no chance of escape.

"How about we practice a few more magic swords?" Chen Mu hesitated.

The Zhu Yu sword can not only take a person's head from 800 miles away, but when combined with the Di Ting supernatural power, it is also a powerful tool for long-distance eavesdropping.

If he had enough magic swords, he would be able to detect such a thing happening again immediately.

After pondering for a while, Chen Mu finally dismissed the thought.

"I should practice the Nine Cups Calculation Sutra more often."

"In that case, I will dare to retrieve more of the Pulling Machine Talisman Seeds and forge more Crimson Feather Magic Swords."

"There's absolutely no need to leave so many runes outside as anchor points," Chen Mu thought with some annoyance.

To leave this grotto, one not only needs to break through the void at the Gates of Hell, but also needs a precise landing point.

Previously in the Heavenly Netherworld, he used the Nine Cups Calculation Scripture to calculate the landing point in the Underworld.

Now he plans to use the same trick again, and the Zhu Yu magic sword that is stuck in the Qiulong Fire Path is the best medium and anchor point.

The magic sword contains a rare talisman seed, which is mysteriously connected to him. They cannot directly sense the location of the talisman seed, but they can calculate it through the Nine Cups Calculation Sutra.

To ensure accuracy, he only retrieved three of the nine talisman seeds. The remaining six remained inside the Dragonfire Path.

"In the end, it's still a lack of experience." Chen Mu shook his head and brought up the gray wall to take a look.

Nine Cups Arithmetic: 3191/10000/3rd order;

"If we reach the fourth level, we might only need to keep one rune seed to calculate the landing point."

"We need to practice this secret technique more diligently."

……

That morning, along the wooden cabin's veranda.

Chen Mu leaned against a wooden pillar, one leg crossed, the other extended and resting on the edge of the corridor's wooden floor. A half-human-sized, black, smoke-like ghost floated swaying in front of him.

His right hand rested lazily on his knee, index finger pointing upwards. Whoosh, a silver thread flew from his fingertip and disappeared into the black smoke.

Having stayed up all night, Chen Mu stared blankly ahead.

After a while, seeing no silver ghost pattern emerge, he turned his eyes slightly and came back to his senses.

"Done?"

"Is this the fifty-third, or the fifty-seventh today?"

Despite the throbbing pain in his head, Chen Mu continued his calculations, his thoughts somewhat sluggish.

He habitually took out a jade bottle, flicked off the cork, and poured it into his mouth.

After pouring for a long time, he only managed to pour out a small amount of Spirit Nourishing Wine. He had previously refined four bottles of Spirit Nourishing Wine at once, which had now been completely consumed.

Chen Mu shook his head. As the effects of the Nourishing Spirit Wine took hold, the pain disappeared, his mental fatigue eased, and his mind became clearer.

"I can complete the secret transfer for more than sixty ghosts a day."

"The Five Ghosts Bag contains nearly four thousand evil spirits."

"It will take more than two months to finish everything," he calculated silently.

"Without the Nourishing Spirit Wine, it might take twice as long."

"I need to find a way to refine some Spirit Nourishing Wine." Chen Mu shook the empty jade bottle and turned to look at the bottomless pool behind him.

……

Evening, by the bottomless pool.

Having rested for a whole day, Chen Mu had recovered his energy and was now circling the Bottomless Pool.

The Pingning hunting team has been busy these past few days, bringing back thousands of kilograms of exotic beasts and aquatic products. Although most of them are low-grade exotic beasts, only slightly stronger than ordinary wild animals, the quantity is large enough.

"What is needed at the gates of hell is the essence of flesh and blood."

"The Spirit Nourishing Wine requires the soul spirit within flesh and blood."

“Refining the soul spirit and preserving the essence will not affect the operation of the Gates of Hell.” Chen Mu had been pondering this matter for a day, repeatedly thinking about the key points.

"The bottomless pool is filled with the waters of the River of Oblivion, and the flesh and blood of the strange beasts have been initially decomposed and purified by it. The step of boiling the medicinal herbs can be skipped, and we can directly use spells to refine them."

Back in the underworld, the Yellow Springs soldiers of those Yin army legions did exactly the same thing. Massive numbers of demons and strange beasts were thrown into the bottomless pool; after initial decomposition and purification, they could then directly use secret techniques like the Three-Turn Essence Extraction Spell to refine their essence.

With that thought, Chen Mu no longer hesitated, and pulled out a round jade jar about half the height of a person. His magical power surged, and he cast the Nine Revolutions Spirit-Capturing Spell.

Boo boo boo…

On the smooth, mirror-like bottomless pool, droplets of white jade-colored water floated in the sky. Then, Chen Mu used his Qi to restrain them for a hundred miles, gathering them into thin streams of water that fell into the jade vat beside him.

"There's strength in numbers! Haha."

He squeezed every last drop of the exotic beast meat he had stockpiled out, and the resulting spirit-nourishing wine barely filled four palm-sized jade bottles.

Unlike now, the Nourishing Spirit Wine poured into the jade vat with a splash, just like fine raindrops.

Chen Mu continued casting spells, staying by the pool for over an hour, until he had squeezed every last drop of the strange beast's spirit from the bottomless pool. Only then did he reluctantly stop casting the Spirit Absorption Spell.

At this moment, the round-bellied jade jar, which is half the height of a person, is only a finger's width away from being filled.

"The Bottomless Pool and the Nine-Turn Soul-Capturing Spell are truly a perfect match."

"What a bumper harvest! Haha!"

Just as he was secretly pleased, he suddenly felt a jolt in his side.

hum!
Two beams of light, one white and one black, flashed before my eyes and then plunged into the jade vat with a "poof".

what?
Chen Mu was puzzled.

Then they saw the spirit-nourishing wine, which was almost full of jade jars, begin to disappear and decrease at a speed visible to the naked eye.

What the hell? !
Chen Mu's expression changed.

The air can be contained for a hundred miles!

Like casting a net to catch fish, the strange power of the Qi Restriction surged into the jade jar, instantly capturing the two strange objects inside.

Chen Mu's eyes hardened, and his Yin Spirit power surged wildly as he forcefully pulled upwards...

It won't budge!
Hey!
My Nourishing Spirit Wine!
In just a short while, half a vat of the Nourishing Spirit Wine had vanished into thin air.

Enraged, Chen Mu immediately reached into the jade jar, precisely grabbed the two strange objects, one black and one white, and pulled them out forcefully.

He felt as if he were catching two fish that were wagging their tails and splashing around, or as if he were pulling two big dogs that were licking their faces and desperately trying to grab food.

Water splashed everywhere, and after a few shakes and several tugs, the two foreign objects were finally pulled out.

Looking out from his palm, he saw a palm-sized black crescent blade in his left hand and a fist-sized hollow bone ball in his right.

A coincidence?

Why are these two things here?!
Chen Mu's eyebrows shot up in anger.

He obtained these two magical artifacts by chance. Because they resembled protective auras and had the ability to automatically protect their owners, he always kept them on his waist.

However, since the Five Dragons Dharma Image was acquired, and given Chen Mu's cautious nature and tendency to avoid trouble, these two magical artifacts have not been used for many years.

Who would have thought that today, with just one move, they would steal most of his jar of Nourishing Spirit Wine.

"Where is my Nourishing Spirit Wine?!"

"Where did you put my Spirit Nourishing Wine?!"

"Spit it out!" Chen Mu said angrily.

The two magical artifacts, which had consumed most of the jar of spirit-nourishing wine, now lay motionless in his palm as if they were dead.

……

The Heavenly River and Dharma Realm are bathed in a clear, cloudless blue sky.

A flock of migratory birds flew in a V-shape from south to north, leaving glaciers and snowfields behind.

As the sun and moon revolve, migratory birds have flown for countless days, the ice and snow have decreased, and the green vegetation has increased.

With the temperature changing, the climate seems to have regressed from the cold winter into the warm spring.

After breaking through the smoke and clouds and flying over the towering peaks that resemble straight spears, the temperature suddenly rises, and the height of summer arrives.

The migratory birds chirped merrily and danced gracefully before slowly descending into the dense forest below.

Looking back at the path we've traveled, the towering peaks reach into the clouds. The mountaintops are shrouded in mist and clouds, resembling a fairyland.

Late at night.

hold head high!
A roar, like muffled thunder, came from the top of the towering peak.

hum!
An invisible wave spread out, blowing away the mist that had shrouded the mountaintop for years.

At this moment, on the altar atop the mountain, more than thirty Qi cultivators with golden patterns etched on their faces sat around the altar with their eyes closed, like wax figures.

In the center, Akijin sat cross-legged, looking up at the sky with a fanatical expression.

There, the void resembled shattered glass, riddled with black cracks.

Half of a huge, purplish-blue eyeball, obscuring the sky, is peering out from the void.

"Dragon Ball! Dragon Ball!"

(End of this chapter)