I am grinding experience in another world - Chapter 745 - 733: Suppression
The Tangshan Institute is evergreen, oblivious to the transition between cold and heat.
Today, a long procession appeared a short distance outside Tangshan.
More than a dozen long, box-like Earth Traveling Carriages were connected, resembling a long train car.
On the outside of the boxes were etched black leaf-like talismans. A slight Exotic Force vibration enabled them to silently cleave through the wind and snow, moving forward soundlessly.
To the east of Tangshan, beside the pond, the Giant Spirit Divine swayed the Heartless Bell in his hand.
Chen Mu opened his eyes and soon noticed this unusual Earth Traveling Carriage procession. But he only glanced briefly.
The convoy was from the Earth Department of the Holy Heart Institute, responsible for the transportation of materials and personnel. They came here once every six months to deliver supplies and take away the silver-scaled fish bred by Tangshan Institute.
These matters were handled by the Administrative Affairs Institute, requiring no extra thought from him.
Furthermore, having been at Tangshan Institute for three to four months, his continuously improving Netherworld Gourd Secret Technique had reached a critical moment, and he was even less interested in these trivialities.
After another glance, he continued closing his eyes to train.
…
Late at night, deep in the western side of the valley, within the forest. Dry branches and leaves creaked as a sturdy middle-aged man, over two meters tall and in brown clothing, appeared.
Through the sparse woods, he watched the distant flickering lights of the valley with a cold expression.
“The Qi Cultivators occupy the Spirit Land, ceaselessly absorbing Vital Energy, harming the people to benefit themselves. A bunch of parasites that should be buried underground!”
“Transforming into a Strange Demon to reshape the Earth Vein is for the benefit of everyone under heaven!” he declared with fanaticism.
Suddenly, his heart started pounding rapidly, echoing like a fully powered engine.
His entire body steamed with heat, his veins glowing a crimson light, as if it was hot magma flowing inside rather than blood.
The formerly ordinary middle-aged man now emanated a terrifying aura.
“As long as Qi Cultivators live, the great thieves will not cease!”
“Reshape the Earth Vein, distribute the Vital Energy equally!”
“Ha!”
With a low grunt, his entire body swelled rapidly like an inflating balloon.
But the next moment, a cool breeze blew in, and the drum-like heartbeat instantly began to weaken.
It was as if the engine had run out of fuel, its sound growing fainter until it finally stopped.
The fanaticism froze on the face of the man in brown.
“How could the Blood Pouch Disintegration Technique fail?!” he frowned deeply.
According to the original plan, he was supposed to actively disintegrate the Blood Pouch, releasing the Divine Demon Will inside to quickly transform into a Strange Demon.
But now…
“It must be the treacherous secret technique of the Qi Cultivators!” he looked hatefully at the distant lights.
“No wonder the Institute Head gave me this Underworld God Blood Essence Essence before I came,” the man in brown mused, puzzled, as he unhooked a palm-sized Black Gourd from his waist.
Underworld God Transformation Warriors, after absorbing the Underworld God Blood Yuan and refining it, could transform themselves, thereby enhancing their various divine powers.
However, if too much is ingested, exceeding the Blood Pouch’s digestive limit, the Divine Demon Consciousness would riot and craze, with a 100% chance of transforming into an ignorant Strange Demon.
“Having countless Qi Cultivators as companions in burial makes it worth forever falling into the Netherworld!”
Without hesitation, he raised the small gourd and drank it dry like a cow raising its head to swallow.
His heart pounded wildly, his skin reddened and glowed, and he began to swell rapidly once again.
Not just that, dense warts suddenly sprouted on his neck.
The warts grew rapidly upon appearance, and within a few breaths, faces with different expressions emerged from the warts.
They swayed continuously, silently screaming, tearing and attacking each other; waves of strange aura that muddled the mind spread forth.
The agony of his consciousness being torn apart filled the man in brown’s eyes with bloodshot veins, but he clamped his teeth, not uttering a sound.
“As long as Qi Cultivators live, the great thieves will not cease. Haha, I will wait for you all in the Netherworld!” he shouted fervently in his heart, his eyes fixed on the distant lights.
A sinister grin exposed a row of sharp teeth, wisps of heat wafting from between his clenched jaws, his face filled with malevolent intent.
Buzz!
The twelve Soul-Calming Stakes silently standing deep underground vibrated simultaneously, suddenly invoking a chilling force.
The human-faced tumors emitting the bizarre aura froze abruptly, as if encountering a nemesis, swiftly retracting beneath the neck skin and disappearing.
The body, which had swollen to over three meters tall, deflated like a leaky balloon, shrinking rapidly to one and a half meters in the blink of an eye.
The man in brown was utterly bewildered.
Not only did he fail to swell and transform into a Strange Demon, but he even shrank instead?!
Before he could comprehend, a sinister chuckle abruptly reached his ears.
He suddenly turned around to see five strange paper figures with narrow eyes and crooked smiles wearing evil grins.
His entire body shivered, his muscles instantly beginning to tighten and twist, preparing to flee the scene.
But as soon as he squatted slightly, ready to exert force, his entire body unexpectedly froze.
Suddenly, he lost control over his body, akin to a mosquito trapped in amber, unable to move despite trying with all his might.
From applying too much effort in resisting, even his eyes were filled with blood vessels!
The next moment, dense clouds of black smoke manifested around him.
The pupils of the man in brown constricted like needles.
A sudden short scream, quickly drowning in the night breeze.
…
To the east of Tangshan, beside the pond.
In front of the thatched hut, lying on the rocking chair, Chen Mu opened his eyes, puzzled as he glanced into the depths of the pitch-black night.
“Did I hear someone screaming?” he turned to look at the Giant Spirit Divine.
The Giant Spirit stood in silence, without moving the Heartless Bell in his hand.
“Seems like I misheard,” Chen Mu said, looking certain.
He had set a warning standard on the Mechanical Talisman Seed inside the Giant Spirit Divine. Since there was no reaction, it meant that nothing dangerous had occurred.
Chen Mu turned his attention joyfully to the gray stone door in front of him.
Yellow Springs Gourd: 4/10000/Fifth Rank;
“By rough calculation, I’ve been at Tangshan Institute for more than four months.”
“I entered a new phase smoothly, without any setbacks.”
“This Tangshan Institute really is a cultivation paradise for me, hehe…”
…
The next morning.
After a good night’s sleep, Chen Mu lay in the rocking chair as usual, full of vitality.
The fist-sized Yang Judge Bone Sphere and palm-length Yin Mist Moon Blade chased around him like fish.
Exotic Force from the Spiritual Treasure Pivot Scripture swirled around him, continuously penetrating.
With a thought, the Bone Shield Moon Blade rapidly collided and fused, forming a black-and-white light ball. Its surface was unremarkable, but inside it was filled with explosive energy.
“Activating it is becoming more and more swift and handy, and its power seems to have increased by about two percent. Not bad, not bad,” Chen Mu nodded with satisfaction.
During every cultivation break, he would use the Spiritual Treasure Pivot Scripture to sort through Yin Mistaken Yang. It not only allowed experience in the Spiritual Treasure Core Mechanism Technique to accumulate but also boosted the power of Yin Mistaken Yang.
The previous Yin Mistaken Yang and Dragon Ball Spirit Machine were merely forcibly combined by the Taiyi Refining Treasure Technique, only considered average magic treasures.
Now, with the Spiritual Treasure Pivot Scripture acting as ears and eyes, he could delve into the internal structure of the magic treasure. Combined with the Taiyi Refining Treasure Technique, it allowed him to continually organize the internal disharmonies. The magic treasure’s Qi became harmonious, Yin Mistaken Yang’s spirituality grew, and the Yin Yang Qi Divine Power also improved as a result.
“I’ve learned a lot of secret techniques, like Kui Water Yin Thunder and the Vermilion Feather Sword. But upon careful count, in terms of decisive killing effect, it has to be the Yin Yang Qi Divine Power activated by Yin Mistaken Yang.”
“In previous years, I always relied on the brute strength obtained from Five Ghosts Possession to win, crude and violent, not at all like a Qi Cultivator.”
“It’s different now. Although the black and white Yin Yang Qi still looks a bit creepy, at least I don’t have to burst out of my clothes and transform.”
“With a wave of the hand, the enemy dissipates into flying ashes—this is the style I should have.”
…
Several days later.
Chen Mu rarely appeared in Tingchao Cave.
Holding the Mountain Protection Forbidden Core Jade Plate, his mana vibrated, and Vital Energy from the bottoms of hot springs and mountain streams throughout Tangshan Institute was extracted.
Silver-scaled fish, like suffocating on a rainy day, floated up from the water one after another, and the Qi Cultivators in the Lower Courtyard, ready for action, immediately started catching them.
Before long, Tang Zong, the Inspection Institute Director, walked into Tingchao Cave carrying a small, arm-length silver-scaled fish adorned with some purple patterns.
“The Capital Institute worked hard; this is the Silver-scaled Fish King, not only delicious but also greatly supplements the Superior Fetal Spirit God.”
“After the effort of deploying the Law Prohibition, it’s perfect to consume this fish to recover,” Tang Zong said with a smile and a bow.
Supplementing the Spiritual Deity with treasure fish?
Good stuff!
Whether refining magic treasure as a Qi Cultivator or crafting a Root Device on the Heavenly Demon Path, it’s all extremely consuming of the Spiritual Deity.
If one could enhance the Spiritual Deity to strengthen it a bit, it would immediately smoothen the cultivation process by three parts.
I have Nourishing Spirit Wine as an aid, but others do not. This treasure fish, along with Bai Family Village’s Green Needle Tea, is a rare treasure for ordinary Qi Cultivators.
“No other reasons?” Chen Mu looked at Tang Zong suspiciously.
“It’s just a small token from me,” Tang Zong bowed with seriousness.
“Hmm, then your gesture is really quite small.”
Tang Zong: “…”
“Secretly withholding thirty percent of the fish catch, and you give me just one fish? That’s not acceptable!” Chen Mu shook his head.
Tang Zong immediately had a look of awkward smile.
“The Capital Institute has eyes like torches!” He flattered, but inside he couldn’t help but shudder.
Originally, he thought this new Capital Institute Head, who was in seclusion all day, knew nothing. Unexpectedly, he was fully aware of their actions in withholding the fish catch. He truly was a high cultivator who had achieved Dao Foundation Perfection.
“Explain it, what happened,” Chen Mu was also a bit curious.
“In recent years, the Earth Spirit Vital Energy inexplicably rose, and the production of silver-scaled fish increased as well,” Tang Zong dared not conceal it.
“Initially, we thought it was just a coincidence. We were afraid the Holy Heart Institute would raise the fish catch quota, so we secretly withheld the excess from the quota.”
“But we didn’t expect the Earth Spirit Vital Energy to rise yearly, so…”
“So you never reported it and kept it all for yourselves,” Chen Mu interjected with a glance.
“Aren’t you afraid that the Earth Department people will expose it?”
“They wouldn’t dare.” Tang Zong laughed.
Understood.
The Earth Department also received bribes.
“Rest assured, Capital Institute. This Silver-scaled Fish King is only temporary. From now on, every month, I’ll send you one fish. What do you think…” Tang Zong gritted his teeth, speaking with a pained expression.
Alright.
As a Guardian Dao Soldier, I am mainly here to maintain the Lower Courtyard’s safety, not to control the silver-scaled fish yield.
But…
“The previous Capital Institute Head always had this arrangement, right?” Chen Mu side-eyed Tang Zong.
“Make up for all the missing Fish Kings from the past few months!” he said calmly.
Tang Zong again wore an awkward and embarassed smile.
Originally he had planned to withhold a few Fish Kings for personal enjoyment during the transition between the old and new Capital Institute Heads.
Now it’s over; he’ll have to give back everything he consumed.
