I Am Grinding Experience in Another World

The following day, by the River of Oblivion.

Groups of people were scattered in twos and threes, wandering along the riverbank.

Chen Mu stood beside Shi Dechun, his heart still harboring residual fear as he gazed at the calm, endless, and unruffled surface of the water, the terrifying memories of struggling at the river bottom still lingering in his mind.

As he stared absently at the river, a sudden spray of water appeared.

A human-shaped shadow burst forth from the surface, only to sink back down again. As it rose and fell, it would at one moment take on a human shape, and at the next, revert to a form of black smoke.

After dozens of attempts to break free, it finally sank to the bottom and disappeared. Only a ring of ripples remained, slowly spreading out before returning to calm, once again resembling a glass mirror.

"What a pity," Shi Dechun remarked with a face full of sorrow.

Chen Mu frowned, "What happens to that person who fell back into the river bottom in the end?"

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A jolt ran through Chen Mu’s heart.

Could it be they are completely dead?

He remembered well that the River of Oblivion Water was highly corrosive, comparable to a terrifying poison.

Shi Dechun’s face darkened, "Of course, it’s to be reborn and reincarnated."

Chen Mu’s expression became rigid, "Reincarnation doesn’t seem to be a bad thing, is it?"

Shi Dechun scowled, "He might be off living his life in the world, but I’ve just lost five Jade Dew Pearls for nothing."

"Niu Sanmiao did say that anyone who helps him pick up a Yin Spirit from the river can save five Jade Dew Pearls off their fare to Antiquity City."

"What a loss..."

Chen Mu couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

I thought you were grieving for the loss of something precious, but it turns out you’re just worried about your income?

Tsk...

But...

"Is there really such a thing as reincarnation?" Chen Mu expressed his skepticism.

"How could there not be?" Shi Dechun gave Chen Mu an odd look, "As long as they steep long enough at the river bottom, they can wash away the imprints of their past life."

"Then their bodies will turn from black to white, become light as a feather, and they can fly out of the River of Oblivion to the Bridge of Helplessness."

Is this for real?!

Chen Mu was filled with suspicion, "Have you seen the Bridge of Helplessness?"

That’s all stuff of legends and tales, right? He had been cultivating Qi for more than ten years and had never come across such claims in any respectable Daoist Scripture.

Shi Dechun looked indifferent, "I haven’t seen the Bridge of Helplessness, but I often see Yin Spirits flying off to be reborn when I walk by the River of Oblivion."

He then squinted his eyes, looking like he was enjoying a show, and lifted his chin toward the river, "Look, there goes one."

Chen Mu looked up in surprise and saw a wisp of white smoke flying out of the water.

Its head rapidly changed color, gaining clear facial features, yet from the neck down, it was like a long snake made up of white smoke.

The expression on that person’s face was blank, eyes drooping as if called by something; with a light flick of its white smoke tail, it swiftly soared towards the endless opposite bank of the River of Oblivion and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Chen Mu stiffened, feeling a chill down his spine.

This, isn’t this the man-faced snake creature from Jilong Mountain?!

What’s it doing in the River of Oblivion?

Could it be... those shadows at the bottom of the river turned into this thing?

"Scared you, didn’t I?" Shi Dechun watched Chen Mu with a gleeful look.

"It did give me a fright," Chen Mu came back to his senses, saying with a residual sense of fear.

He didn’t have time to worry about Shi Lao’s prank, and quickly asked, "What in the world is that thing?"

"Netherworld Worm," Shi Dechun replied.

"All Yin Spirits washed by the River of Oblivion Water, losing their past life’s imprints, are like that."

"Everyone is scared the first time, but you get used to it after a while," Shi Dechun said with the air of an experienced person.

Chen Mu couldn’t help but grind his teeth.

Back on Jilong Mountain, he had used the Five Ghosts Moving Mountain to swallow a bunch of Netherworld Worms, but instead of dying, they had burrowed into the Five Ghosts Bag and turned into Ghosts.

And here by the River of Oblivion, he witnessed human-shaped shadows turning into Netherworld Worms. Thinking back to the appearance of those human-shaped shadows at the bottom of the river, they seemed suspiciously like sculpted figures of Ghosts.

So, under special conditions, Netherworld Worms and Ghosts can transform into each other?

The torrent of black smoke on the riverbed...

Could it be that they are all Ghosts?!

Chen Mu looked toward the River of Oblivion, whose width and length were unknowable, feeling his scalp tingle.

How many Ghosts are there?!

It took him a while to come back to his senses, then he looked at Shi Dechun with confusion again.

If the shadowy figures at the bottom of the river are Ghosts, then what exactly are these so-called Yin Spirits that Old Man Shi talks about?

Also, according to Old Man Shi, all Netherworld Worms have gone to the Bridge of Helplessness to be reincarnated. Then where did the Netherworld Worms from Jilong Mountain originally come from?

"Can’t figure it out," Chen Mu couldn’t help scratching his head.

"Forget it, I don’t want to think about it anymore."

"All this talk of Ghosts and Yin Spirits, just thinking about it you know there’s a pile of hidden troubles."

"I’m just a little nobody, better off grinding the Dew Harvesting Spell experience than wasting time on this."

According to Old Man Shi, these Yin Spirits don’t need to eat, they can exist on dew alone.

And this dew can only be collected and absorbed through the use of special Curse Words.

He looked up at Niu Sanmiao, who was busily searching for Yin Spirits in the distance, and quietly moved his feet, using Shi Dechun to block himself. He pretended to patrol the riverside, but in reality, he was checking his experience on the gray wall.

Dew Harvesting Spell: 913/10000;

This skill is made up of hundreds of convoluted characters forming a scripture.

Like the incantations used in Qi Cultivation Secret Techniques, they undergo punctuation and rhythmic tone changes, becoming a new and unique pronunciation to attract Exotic Force and initiate miraculous change.

However, compared to Qi Cultivation Secret Techniques, he couldn’t sense any traces of mana in this Dew Harvesting Spell. It could probably only be explained by the Cursing Methods unique to the Netherworld.

Having just started to learn, he didn’t plan to delve too deep and decided he’d probably understand it better once he became proficient.

"Tsk, tsk, the familiar grind begins, get to work!"

His original body was hidden all along in the dark space brought about by the True Form of Heavenly Demon.

The damage caused by the corrosion of the Heavenly River Water, although slowly healing, was still terrifying.

In an unfamiliar place and unaware of potential dangers, he dared not rashly reclaim his body.

He decided to follow the local customs first, settle down, and then think about the future.

...

By the River of Oblivion.

Chen Mu followed Niu Sanmiao’s team, pretending to stroll around all day long.

They encountered several Netherworld Worms and saw a few Ghosts almost climbing onto the shore. Unfortunately, not a single one successfully became a Yin Spirit, leaving Niu Sanmiao’s face visibly upset.

Especially noticing Chen Mu slacking off, leisurely as if on a spring outing, Niu Sanmiao’s expression grew even grimmer.

After glaring and scolding several times, Chen Mu would respond with respect, then immediately continue to hide behind Shi Dechun and slack off, brushing up experience.

Frustrated, Niu Sanmiao reached for his whip several times, as if wanting to lash him a few times.

Frightened, Shi Dechun kept his distance from Chen Mu.

Unfortunately, no matter where he went, Chen Mu followed, annoying the old man to no end. He wanted to scold Chen Mu to go away but didn’t dare to.

He hadn’t forgotten Niu Sanmiao’s peculiar behavior the previous night, and had a feeling that this little bald kid was out of the ordinary.

...

At night, in the same wilderness as yesterday, a few bonfires had just been started.

Niu Sanmiao came to the campfire with an imposing aura.

His gaze immediately turned to Chen Mu, his right hand gripping the whip.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw Chen Mu handing over a palm-sized yellow gourd without hesitation.

The gourd felt heavy, and Niu Sanmiao was startled as he uncorked it, immediately seeing it was filled with a clear liquid like water.

He hurriedly sniffed it and was struck by the scent of fresh grass, his expression instantly changing to surprise, "Jade Dew?! When did you learn the Dew Harvesting Spell?"

Chen Mu smiled, "Niu Sir, is this Jade Dew enough?"

Niu Sanmiao hesitated for quite a while, very reluctantly moving his hand away from the whip.

He reached into his waist pouch and took out a lychee-sized transparent gel-like pearl and tossed it into the gourd.

Shaking the gourd, he turned it upside down. The Jade Dew didn’t flow out, but only a cherry-red pearl did.

Niu Sanmiao glanced at the pearl in his palm and finally nodded in satisfaction, "Fine, continue tomorrow."

Chen Mu nodded with a smile.

Rather than collecting Yin Spirits to earn travel money, he preferred to practice his skill and condense Jade Dew on his own.

After four days of grinding, the Dew Harvesting Spell had earned over twelve hundred experience points and was somewhat usable.

Today, despite the effort it took almost half a day, he finally succeeded in condensing a gourd of Jade Dew.

Afterward, as long as he handed over a gourd of Jade Dew every day for Niu Sanmiao to turn into Jade Dew Pearls, it would take just over ten days to gather enough travel money, so he naturally wasn’t worried about this horned creature causing him any trouble.

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