I am grinding experience in another world-Chapter 619 - 607 Dragon Ball

"Don’t forget the incident that happened at the entrance of the Loach Dragon Fire Path."

"Do you know the fate of those people?"

"Soul Extraction and Refinement? It didn’t come to that."

"They just sealed the five senses, bound the whole body, and buried it underground."

"How does that feel?"

"What if one were ignorantly buried alive like that?"

By the Bottomless Pool, Chen Mu looked at the Lei brothers with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes.

Hearing this, the two brothers couldn’t help but exchange looks.

"I’m already very tired from trying to leave this Grotto Heaven," Chen Mu sighed.

"If someone causes me trouble, I can only ensure they’ll never have trouble again."

"People have run eight hundred miles away, and you come to tell me about the Bloodline Summon."

"Complacency is certainly unwarranted." His face still wore a smile, but his almost narrowed eyes were filled with a cold sharpness.

Lei Cheng and Lei Hong instantly felt their bodies tense up.

"Go do what you need to do." Without waiting for the brothers to explain, Chen Mu waved his hand, dismissing them.

Watching the rigid backs of the two brothers as they scurried away, he retracted his gaze and sighed slightly.

"After all, I am an outsider; feeling my ancestors’ secretive summoning is inevitably unsettling."

"Fortunately, Lei Cheng is rational enough, and the Vermilion Feather Sword and Truth Listening Divine Power are miraculous enough; otherwise..."

Chen Mu shook his head, filled with retrospective fear.

That so-called call of the blood was mostly likely a trap; over thirty people dived straight into it, leaving their fate uncertain, and it would surely reveal the position of the Ping Ning.

If Qiu Jinwu took personal action, there would be absolutely no chance of escape.

"Should I refine a few more Magic Swords?" Chen Mu hesitated.

The Vermilion Feather Sword was capable not only of executing enemies eight hundred miles away but, in combination with Truth Listening Divine Power, was also an excellent tool for long-range surveillance.

With a sufficient number of Magic Swords, he would be able to detect such events immediately.

After pondering for a while, Chen Mu ultimately dismissed the idea.

"I should have practiced the Nine Cups Calculation Scripture more often."

"That way, I’d dare to retrieve more Mechanical Talisman Seeds and refine more Vermilion Feather Swords."

"There’s no need to leave so many Talisman Seeds outside as anchors," Chen Mu thought with some annoyance.

To leave this Grotto Heaven, not only did the Ghost Gate need to break the void, but also a precise landing point was needed.

Previously in the Outer Nether Demon Sky, he relied on the Nine Cups Calculation Scripture to calculate the landing spot in the Netherworld.

Now he intended to use the same trick; the Vermilion Feather Swords left in the Loach Dragon Fire Path were the best medium for anchors.

Inside the Magic Swords were rare Mechanical Talisman Seeds, mystically connected to him. They couldn’t directly sense the Talisman Seeds’ location but could calculate it through the Nine Cups Calculation Scripture.

To ensure precision, out of nine Talisman Seeds, he had only retrieved three. The remaining six were still left in the Loach Dragon Fire Path.

"After all, it’s still a lack of experience," Chen Mu shook his head and checked the Gray Wall.

Nine Cups Calculation Scripture: 3191/10000/Third Rank;

"If it were upgraded to the Fourth Rank, perhaps leaving a single Talisman Seed would be enough to calculate the landing point."

"This Secret Technique needs to be practiced diligently."

...

At dawn, by the wooden house veranda.

Chen Mu leaned against a wooden pillar, one leg crossed and the other extended, resting on the edge of the veranda’s wooden floor. A semi-human-sized black wisp of a Ghost floated unsteadily in front of him.

His right hand lay lazily on his knee, his index finger pointing to the sky. Swoosh, a silver filament shot out from between his fingers and burrowed into the black wisp.

Chen Mu, who had toiled through the night, stared blankly ahead.

After a while, seeing no silver Ghost Pattern expelled, his gaze shifted slightly as he came back to his senses.

"Is it done?"

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

Enduring a headache, Chen Mu thought sluggishly as he calculated.

With practiced motions, he pulled out a Jade Bottle, flicked the stopper away, and tipped it towards his mouth.

However, after tilting it for a while, only a meager amount of Nourishing Spirit Wine poured out. Chen Mu had refined four bottles of Nourishing Spirit Wine at once, and now they were all drained.

Chen Mu shook his head. As the effects of the Nourishing Spirit Wine kicked in, the pain subsided, the mental fatigue eased, and his thoughts became clearer.

"I can perform the Secret Technique transfer on over sixty Ghosts in one day."

"There are nearly four thousand Ghosts in the Five Ghosts Bag."

"To work through all of them will take more than two months," he silently calculated.

"If I run out of Nourishing Spirit Wine, it might take twice as long."

"I need to find a way to refine some more Nourishing Spirit Wine." Chen Mu shook the empty Jade Bottle, then turned to look back at the Bottomless Pool.

...

In the evening, by the Bottomless Pool.

Chen Mu, having rested for the whole day, had recovered and was now walking around the Bottomless Pool.

In recent days, the Ping Ning hunting team had been continuously busy, bringing back several thousand pounds of Exotic Beast aquatic life.

Although they were mostly lower grade Exotic Beasts, a bit sturdier than ordinary wild beasts, they were abundant in quantity.

"The Ghost Gate needs the essence from the blood and flesh."

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

"Refining the spirit essences and preserving the core essence generally won’t impact the operation of the Ghost Gate," Chen Mu had been pondering over this matter for a day, repeatedly pondering the key aspects.

"The Bottomless Pool is filled with River of Oblivion Water; the blood and flesh of the Exotic Beasts has already been initially decomposed and purified. The step of decocting the herbs can be skipped, and the Cursing Method can be directly used for refinement."

Originally, in the Netherworld, the Yin Soldiers of the Yellow Spring Department did just that. Massive numbers of demons and Exotic Beasts were thrown into the Bottomless Pool. After initial decomposition and purification, secret techniques like the Three Turns Soul Capturing Curse would be used directly to refine the essence.

With this in mind, Chen Mu no longer hesitated and raised his hand to take out a half-man-tall round-bellied Jade Basin. Mana surged, casting the Ninth Transition Soul Capturing Spell.

Pop, pop, pop...

On the smooth surface of the Bottomless Pool that was like a mirror, droplets of white jade-colored water began to float upwards. Chen Mu then collected them with his Qi Forbidden Hundred Miles, converging them into streams that poured into the Jade Basin beside him.

"It’s true what they say, many hands make light work! Haha."

The little amount of Exotic Beast Meat he had hoarded before, when desperately squeezed dry, the Nourishing Spirit Wine derived from it barely managed to fill four palm-sized Jade Bottles.

Unlike now, where Nourishing Spirit Wine gushed into the Jade Basin like fine raindrops.

With the Cursing Method ongoing, Chen Mu stood by the pool for more than an Hour, not stopping the Soul Capturing Spell until he had extracted every last drop of the spirit essence from the Exotic Beasts in the Bottomless Pool, still not quite satisfied.

At this moment, the half-man-tall round-bellied Jade Basin was only a finger’s breadth away from being filled.

"The Bottomless Pool and the Ninth Transition Soul Capturing Spell are really a perfect match."

"What a great harvest, haha!"

Just as he was pleased with himself, a sudden jolt at his waist.

Buzz!

Two streams of light, one white and one black, flashed before his eyes and plunged into the Jade Basin with a plop.

What was that?

Chen Mu was puzzled.

Then he saw the nearly full Jade Basin of Nourishing Spirit Wine start to disappear at a rate visible to the naked eye.

What the hell?!

Chen Mu’s expression changed.

Qi Forbidden Hundred Miles!

Like casting a net to catch fish, the Qi Forbidden Power surged into the Jade Basin, swiftly capturing the two foreign objects inside.

Chen Mu’s eyes hardened, his Yin Spirit Divine Power surged violently as he yanked upward...

But it didn’t budge!

Damn!

My Nourishing Spirit Wine!

In just this short period, nearly half of the Jade Basin of Nourishing Spirit Wine had inexplicably vanished.

Enraged, Chen Mu instantly reached into the Jade Basin, grasping the black and white objects accurately, and yanked them out with force.

It felt as though he was grabbing two fish wagging their tails and flapping about, or like he was pulling at two large dogs licking their faces furiously competing for food.

Water splashed everywhere, his arms shook for a while, and after several tugs, he finally pulled out the two foreign objects.

Looking at his open palms, in his left hand lay a palm-sized black Crescent Blade, and in his right hand, a fist-sized Hollow Bone Ball.

A twist of fate?

How did it end up being these two things?!

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Chen Mu’s eyebrows shot up in anger.

These two Magic Artifacts were obtained by accident, and because they acted similarly to a Body Protection Aura with an automatic protection ability, he always kept them by his waist.

But ever since he acquired the Five Dragon Dharma Body, and considering Chen Mu’s usual caution, always steering clear of trouble, he hadn’t used these two Magic Artifacts in years.

Who would have thought that today, when he finally did, they would steal most of his Nourishing Spirit Wine.

"My Nourishing Spirit Wine?!"

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

"Spit it back out!" Chen Mu was frantic.

The two Magic Artifacts that had swallowed most of the Nourishing Spirit Wine now lay motionless in his palm, as if dead.

...

In the Tianhe Law Realm, the sky was a cloudless azure blue.

A flock of migratory birds, arranged in a V formation, traveled from south to north, leaving glaciers and snowfields behind them.

The sun and the moon took their turns, and the birds seemed to fly for ages, with ice and snow gradually giving way to greener vegetation.

As the temperature changed, the climate seemed to reverse from the depths of winter to the warmth of spring.

But as they burst through the mist and clouds and flew past the Sky-connecting Peak, which was as straight as a spear, the temperature rose sharply, and summer arrived.

The birds chirped merrily, dancing in the air, then slowly descended into the dense jungle below.

Looking back the way they came, the Sky-connecting Peak soared into the clouds. The mountain summit was enveloped by mist, resembling a heavenly abode.

At nightfall.

A roar, like muted thunder, came from the top of the Sky-connecting Peak.

Buzz!

A wave of invisible energy spread out, dispersing the perennial fog that shrouded the mountaintop.

At this moment, on the altar at the mountaintop, more than thirty Qi Cultivators with golden patterns on their faces sat cross-legged around the edge, motionless as wax statues.

In the center, Qiu Jinwu sat cross-legged, fervently looking up into the sky with eyes full of zeal.

There, in the void, it seemed like shattered glass, laced with black cracks.

Half of a day-blue giant eye was emerging from the broken space.

"Dragon Ball! Dragon Ball!"