My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 634 Mutation

Inside the Wanjing Cave, Hu Buwei slowly opened his eyes.

His right eye was normal, but his left eye had two extra pupils.

Its three pupils were as black as ink, seemingly bottomless. They roamed freely above and below its pale white eyeballs, sinister and eerie.

"Are we just going to wait like this? Aren't we afraid that the primordial energy will cause problems?" Hu Buwei frowned and asked.

"The primordial energy and I are one, and it will automatically converge towards me as soon as it leaves the seal. Don't worry about it." Nine Heads said dismissively.

"Better safe than sorry. It would be best to go and provide backup," Hu Buwei suggested.

"You underestimate my Nine Lives True Body." Nine Heads said confidently, "According to your local terminology, my power is equivalent to the primordial spirit of a Qi Refiner. Without a power of equal level to probe, there is no way to detect the primordial energy I release."

"If you're really that powerful, how come you were suppressed underground?" Hu Buwei didn't believe it.

"That's because I accidentally fell into your human trap!" Nine-Headed said indignantly. "Believe it or not, if that person had dared to confront me head-on, I could have bitten that little thief to death in one bite!"

"So, you didn't even see their face before you were captured and sealed by a young thief?" Hu Buwei raised an eyebrow: "I have to wonder if cooperating with you was the right decision."

"You're just a mere human, what do you know about the affairs of us demons!" Nine-Headed was filled with shame and indignation.

"The one who suppressed you underground was just a mere human being," Hu Buwei replied indifferently.

"Long-winded!"

"In short, there is absolutely no way my source energy will have any problems!"

"Could it be that you can't actively retract your source energy?" Hu Buwei asked suspiciously.

"We are one, so there's no need for any secret techniques; we will naturally come together!"

"I understand, you just can't actively reclaim your primordial energy."

Nine heads: "..."

……

"Just how many copies of the Nine Lives Tribulation Technique did that heartless old man sell?"

Several days later, late at night, in a crevice in a cliff in the Valley of Imprisonment, Chen Mu looked at the strange peach tree that the two people in front of him could barely hug, and withdrew his hand while cursing.

This tree grows in a secluded crevice in a cliff, but surprisingly, its peach wood core has already been removed.

According to the secret technique, the missing peach wood core can grow back in Moli Silver in just one year. The peach wood core in the tree before them was clearly removed recently.

"Someone must want to create multiple Peach Gods."

"They're all fucking greedy bastards!"

"It's made it impossible for me to refine the Peach God." Chen Mu glanced at the five peach wood puppets sitting in a row in the Five Ghosts Bag, his face full of indignation.

"I guess I'll just have to try finding a few more Ink Silver Trees." He knew in his heart that anyone who had practiced the Tribulation Division Technique would definitely not be content with just refining one Peach God Lord. After all, the more of this stuff they had, the more at ease they would feel.

Thinking this, Chen Mu turned around and disappeared into the breeze.

The Valley of Imprisonment was large enough that he wasn't too worried about materials. Moreover, he possessed the Crimson Feather Sword and the Divine Listening ability, making it easier for him to find the Ink Silver that grew in hidden locations compared to others.

"It's a pity that we can't store peach wood cores; we have to use them as needed. Otherwise, we would definitely stockpile a huge batch."

……

As dawn broke, the night passed quickly.

The sounds of insects chirping and birdsong gradually rose up.

Inside Wanjing Cave, Hu Buwei sat like a statue in a large armchair, his hands tucked into his sleeves.

Accompanied by a strange, mournful howl, a gentle breeze suddenly swept across the cliff. A barely perceptible breath flew through the stone gate into the Myriad Scriptures Cave.

The aura swirled twice inside the cave, like swallows returning to their nests, before darting into Hu Buwei's three-pupiled eyes.

"Look! Primal Qi!"

"I told you long ago, there's no need to use any secret techniques to summon them; they'll automatically gather here!" The nine-headed man, who had been waiting all night, spoke with smug satisfaction.

Hu Buwei frowned: "You released so many Tribulation Techniques and extracted so much sealing power. And your main body only released this one wisp of primordial energy?"

"Could it be that your primordial energy has really been intercepted by someone else?"

"impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

“I, Nine Heads, have always been cautious in my actions. This must be because my true form wanted to probe the depths of the Hundred Illusions Sect, which is why I only released a wisp of primordial energy!” Nine Heads’ voice was full of certainty.

cautious?

just you?

Hu Buwei lowered his eyelids and said, "I think you're talking nonsense."

Nine heads: "..."

I also think I'm talking nonsense.

Damn it! Who on earth stole my primordial energy?!

……

Inside a cliffside cave, three palm-sized peach wood figures stand in a row on a low table.

With crescent-shaped eyes and a fox-like smile, just looking at her made Chen Mu angry.

"How could someone as upright as me have such a malevolent face as the Peach God I created?"

"This must be a problem with the compiler of the Dividing Calamity Technique!" he said with certainty.

With a wave of his hand, Chen Mu put away the three peach wood figures and checked the information on the gray wall.

Nine Lives Dividing Calamity Technique: 4983/10000;

These past few days, I've refined eight Peach Gods in succession, and my experience with the Tribulation Dividing Technique has skyrocketed. The gray flame-shaped magic runes inside the jade seed are becoming increasingly spiritual and wondrous.

"Compared to simply chanting incantations to create talismans, refining Peach Gods definitely yields more experience."

Experiencing the insights gained from the gray wall, Chen Mu also discovered that Tao Shenjun's cultivation method was the true core of this secret technique.

"Lord Peach God should refine more."

"Eight isn't enough; we need at least a hundred or two hundred."

"We need to speed things up, otherwise the peach wood core will be useless."

If I want to practice more of Peach God's techniques, then those Dao soldiers who also cultivate the Tribulation Division Technique must also want to practice more.

The Valley of Imprisonment is large enough, and there are quite a few exotic peach trees, including the Ink Silver variety, but it can't withstand so many people attacking at the same time.

"We can't waste the daytime either. We still need to avoid the job of digging for demonic stones."

He has the Three Yin Demon-Slaying Technique as a substitute, making it as easy as digging for tofu to extract demonic energy stones, so he doesn't need to struggle with dispelling demonic techniques at all.

Having made up his mind to return to his previous ways, he was about to put away the gray wall and go to Prison Valley to work when he was suddenly attracted by a secret technique.

Celestial Demon Armor: 2934/10000/Tier 7;

Wasn't it still over 500 proficiency points yesterday?

When did I suddenly get over 2,000 experience points?

Chen Mu looked completely bewildered.

A month ago, the Heavenly Demon Armor had just reached the seventh rank. Having passed its period of rapid growth, the progress of the secret technique began to slow down. Furthermore, because he needed to study the Dao Soldier Contract, Chen Mu proactively reduced his energy investment. He originally planned to slowly cultivate through gradual practice, but unexpectedly, he suddenly gained over two thousand experience points.

He immediately stared at the gray wall and looked at it carefully, and a series of insights emerged in his heart.

He immediately realized that everything had been progressing normally before, but just last night, this secret technique seemed to have taken a powerful tonic, and suddenly underwent a drastic change.

"Dabu Pill?"

With a slight thought, the Heavenly Demon Armor appeared.

hum!

An invisible aura emanated from within his body, and the Heavenly Demon Armor, which had previously resembled a transparent suit of armor, became increasingly concealed. Its appearance became almost invisible, as if it had completely merged with his body.

Just then, a strand of hair was blown into his eyes by the gust of air, and he immediately noticed a glimmer of light.

"Did they even reshape my hair?" Chen Mu wondered, and immediately reached out and plucked a strand.

As soon as it left the body, the originally soft and silky hair became straight and tough, just like steel needles!

Am I even human?

Chen Mu felt dazed.

Instinctively, he grabbed a strand of hair and slammed it onto the table.

puff!

With a soft sound, a strand of hair easily pierced into the square low table!

What on earth is hidden in the Valley of Imprisonment that turned me into this strange creature overnight?!

They didn't even tell me! That's outrageous!

No way, I have to go and settle the score with them!

……

The Hundred Illusions Sect's territory is peaceful and tranquil. The peach blossoms on the mountain bloom and fade, filling the air with fragrance, but unfortunately, they never bear fruit.

The Valley of Imprisonment was filled with the constant clanging of bells, and the Daoist disciples' proficiency in exorcising demons gradually improved.

That day, Lu Han took a break from his busy schedule and came to Wanjing Cave.

"Old Hu, you're really something!" He was the first to give Hu Buwei a thumbs up.

"The more substitute puppets you train, the more you can share the backlash from the contract? What, do you think training ten thousand or eight thousand Peach Gods can withstand the Dao Ancestor's Five Thunderbolts?"

"Even the sect leader wouldn't dare to make this up!" Lu Han shook his head, both amused and exasperated.

"If these Dao soldiers are emboldened by your secret technique and openly disobey orders and violate the contract in the Thousand Machines Sect."

"If one person dies or is injured, then we will lose one person who can earn us merit points."

"How about we put this secret technique on hold and try a more reliable one to trick Bai Yu?" Lu Han suggested.

"We need to take a break." Hu Buwei couldn't help but sigh and shake his head.

Logically speaking, the more people practice the Dividing Tribulation Technique, the more sealing power is extracted from the Imprisoned Valley, and the more primordial energy the Nine Heads releases. This is a good thing.

But... but Nine Heads didn't receive any of that demonic primordial energy!

What a huge loss!

Hu Buwei glanced at the Nine Heads, who were pretending to be dead inside his body, and shook his head with a pout.

They even said that automatic aggregation means no one can intercept it.

Foolish demons!

(End of this chapter)