I am grinding experience in another world - Chapter 801 - 789: Mistaken Syndrome
Outside the Ren Character Camp, a transaction market formed spontaneously by Daoist soldiers.
Two qi cultivators chatting leisurely.
A sickly young qi cultivator was fiddling aimlessly with a pile of stones emitting a green glow in front of him.
“What is this thing?” An intrigued old man with a goatee asked.
“Dug from that flying island yesterday, I don’t know what it is, but it’s surely some kind of treasure ore.” The young qi cultivator said with smugness on his face.
“Put your hand close to the stone and see if there’s an invisible force that feels like needle pricks.”
“That’s the miraculous property of these stones!”
“I can guarantee, this thing must be a big treasure!” The young qi cultivator said with excitement, his cheeks flushed with a sickly red.
Invisible exotic force, needle-like pricks?
This… is like nuclear radiation from another world?!
Chen Mu, who was wandering nearby, twitched the corner of his mouth.
Well, that really might be a big treasure.
He moved his feet and discreetly distanced himself.
“It’s a shame that Daoist Monarch Jiang is in a hurry; if he stayed for a couple more days, I could have dug twice as much.”
“You say, what is the monarch really after? Why does he leave every time after attacking a flying island, wasting so much treasure?” The young qi cultivator complained.
“Isn’t it good? The more flying islands we attack, the more Daoist cultivation we can earn.” The old man with the goatee spoke lazily.
“Do you know something?” The young qi cultivator looked at him suspiciously.
“Do you know the Investiture of the Gods?” The old man with a goatee smiled smugly.
“The top of the Heavenly Treasure Record?” The young qi cultivator asked in confusion.
“That’s the thing.” The elder nodded.
“The Camp Master said, the Investiture of the Gods was jointly refined by the three Daoist Ancestors; as long as one is listed, True Spirit is within reach!”
“True Spirit?!” The young qi cultivator was stunned: “Even the Daoist Ancestors only reached that realm.”
“Daoist Monarch Jiang attacks flying islands continuously to quickly accumulate Daoist cultivation, aiming to be listed?”
“Almost for sure.”
“…”
Chen Mu, who was strolling with his hands behind his back in the small market, moved his ears thoughtfully.
This wasn’t his first time hearing about the Investiture of the Gods.
The Heavenly Treasure Record is a stone tablet in the side hall of Xuanyuan Hall. It was issued by Luofu Dao of the upper sect Yellow Springs Sect, listing in detail all the secret magic treasures that Daoist cultivation can exchange for.
But Chen Mu seeks nothing; regarding cultivation as trivial, he never bothered to look at it.
“When I have free time, perhaps I should really take a look.”
“Can’t afford to buy, but opening my eyes would be nice, like this Investiture of the Gods matter.”
“Being listed apparently promises the prospect of True Spirit.”
“Tsk tsk, miraculous!”
True Form and True Spirit are descriptions of the Heavenly Demon Reincarnation Technique’s realm. Following the qi cultivator’s path, True Form corresponds to Primordial Spirit, and True Spirit corresponds to Dao Fruit.
The elusive Daoist Ancestors are those high cultivators who attained Dao Fruit in Qi Refinement.
Between Primordial Spirit and Dao Fruit, there’s a layer of Grotto Heaven realm. The same gap exists between True Form and True Spirit with the Gang Sha Realm.
Being listed guarantees crossing over, naturally shocking Chen Mu.
After pondering for a while, he came back to his senses.
“Forget it, I won’t think about it.”
“I haven’t even refined my Spiritual Treasure, refining Primordial Spirit is even more distant, and thinking about higher things is useless.”
Shaking his head to disperse idle thoughts, Chen Mu began wandering around, picking out exotic beasts.
The Yellow Springs Gourd has reached its last layer; he decided to celebrate with a good meal.
The environment of Mistaken Heaven is unique, perhaps offering some unique-flavored wild vegetables and exotic beasts.
…
Late night.
A gigantic full moon hung in mid-air.
Perhaps it was due to proximity or sheer size, the moon in Mistaken Heaven was far larger than Hundred Intentions Heaven.
Chen Mu stood at the Green Jade Snail entrance, looking at the floating disc in mid-air.
Soon, a golden hue appeared on the moon. Instantly, fine golden drizzle fell from the sky, like delicate spring rain. This was none other than the Emperor’s Liquid that descended at every full moon.
The Emperor’s Liquid on the other side of Hundred Intentions Heaven was affected by Mistaken Heaven.
Within Mistaken Heaven, the Emperor’s Liquid was denser, and Chen Mu astutely noticed that the Demon Qi everywhere outside the Cloud Platform seemed to become more active by thirds due to this.
Roar!
A long, ethereal sound suddenly emanated from the seabed below, lingering for a long time.
The imposing manner contained within the sound swept through, and the bustling camp instantly fell silent.
Chen Mu’s body tightened, frozen in place.
He didn’t even dare to use the Truthful Listening Technique to explore.
After a while, as the Five Directions Cloud Platform slowly moved away from the previous location, he couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief.
“What on earth was that thing!”
“Just a single roar, it makes one’s heart leap.”
Even with his Daoist Foundation Cultivation, he couldn’t help but feel anxious. That unknown creature truly was terrifying.
“Luckily, the Five Directions Flag ran fast, avoiding a direct confrontation.” Chen Mu felt lingering fear.
Just as he was about to return to the Green Jade Immortal Residence to calm himself, calls of alarm suddenly burst out from within the camp.
Enveloping the area with the Truth Listening Divine Power, Chen Mu couldn’t help but furrow his brows.
…
In a corner of the camp.
A black-clad Qi Cultivator with blood-red eyes tore through the tent and charged out. Thick white fur grew on his face, and his mouth was full of sharp fangs. His eyes blood-red, he moved on all fours, attacking the surrounding crowd like a wild beast indiscriminately.
Those who were nearby got flung away at a mere touch.
“It’s the Mistaken Syndrome!”
“He’s been poisoned by Mili Heavenly Demon Poison!”
“Isn’t the Five Directions Flag supposed to ward off evil? Why isn’t it working?!”
The crowd exclaimed in shock, continually dodging.
But these shouts seemed to draw the attention of the black-clad Daoist. With a spring of his limbs, he pounced into the crowd like black lightning.
A short and thin middle-aged man couldn’t dodge in time and was knocked to the ground. His Body Protection Aura had just risen when it was easily torn apart by the other’s claw-like hands.
The mouth full of sharp teeth lunged viciously towards his throat.
Buzz!
An invisible Exotic Force enveloped the surroundings, freezing the hideous figure like an insect trapped in amber, and it slowly floated into the air.
The short and thin middle-aged man scrambled back on all fours, hurriedly retreating upon seeing Chen Mu, who had appeared at some point, and quickly bowed in thanks.
Chen Mu nodded slightly, beckoning to draw the crazed person in front of him for careful observation.
According to the Jade Slip issued by the Yellow Springs Sect, anyone corroded by Demon Poison would either go mad at best or die suddenly at worst. The person before him was suffering from Mistaken Syndrome caused by Demon Poison.
Isn’t the Five Directions Flag supposed to purify Demon Poison?
Chen Mu was equally puzzled.
The Giant Spirit Divine appeared beside him, and the Truth Listening Divine Power was activated, quickly detecting some slightly discordant weak life rhythms within this person.
“It’s indeed Demon Poison.”
“Is it because he was severely injured during the attack on the Flying Island, causing the Demon Poison to penetrate deeply into his body and be impossible to fully remove?”
“Or had he already been infected before returning to the Five Directions Cloud Platform, and this thing has a latent period?”
“Since it’s caused by Demon Poison, perhaps the Plague Immortal Technique could be tried.” He had an idea.
After all, letting his Daoist Soldier suffer wasn’t right.
With this in mind, the Exotic Force of the Plague Immortal Technique and the Jade Cicada Qi flowed into the other person’s body. The hidden Plague Poison within was immediately stimulated and gradually withdrawn.
The demonized middle-aged man continued to roar, but his entire being was suppressed by Qi Forbidden Hundred Miles, unable to move.
In no time at all, the Demon Poison was entirely removed.
The man’s mutated fangs and claws remained, but his blood-red frenzied eyes gradually regained clarity.
“It actually works.” Chen Mu nodded in satisfaction.
Releasing the Qi Forbidden Hundred Miles, the man immediately slumped to the ground.
Chen Mu casually cast the Soul Capturing and Essence Returning Technique over, drawing some Essence from the Bottomless Pool to infuse it into the man’s body. The black-clad middle-aged man visibly recovered his spirits in just a few breaths before standing up.
At this moment, his mind was fully clear, feeling the healing of his injuries, he bowed towards Chen Mu with excitement.
“Thank you, Camp Master, for saving my life!”
He had been acting like a madman earlier, though not without memory, but his body was uncontrollably in a rampage.
Understanding that without Chen Mu’s intervention, he’d likely have met a grim fate, he gritted his teeth, pressed the Ring Talisman strapped to his wrist.
Bang!
With a light sound, a small box appeared out of thin air in his hands.
The box was jade white with some silver patterns. Opening the lid, a searing heat rush surged out.
Chen Mu, curious, looked over and immediately saw a purplish-red heart still violently throbbing.
“Camp Master, this is the heart I dug out from a turtle-type Demon Beast. It contains a strong Fire Element, and with some refinement, it could be turned into a powerful Magic Artifact.”
“Please accept it, Camp Master.” He was sincere on his face.
Even though he ached inside, he still offered it wholeheartedly.
In Mistaken Heaven, unexpected events could happen at any time. This time he was poisoned by a demon; who knows about the next time? If he didn’t show some appreciation, what if he got poisoned again next time?
Chen Mu glanced at it curiously, indeed feeling a strong fire force.
If that turtle-type Demon Beast continued to cultivate, it might have developed it into a Root Device.
Unfortunately, that monster’s cultivation was probably not very high and it died in the previous battle of the Flying Island’s destruction.
“Much appreciated.” Chen Mu smiled but didn’t accept.
The Fire Element heart was only about as powerful as a Fire Cloud Gourd Magic Artifact.
And ever since he had the Fire Cloud Gourd consumed by Yama’s Feast, he had already mastered the Fire Cloud Gourd’s Artifact Refining Technique.
With his current Cultivation, he truly didn’t lack such a fire-breathing Magic Artifact.
“Camp Master…” The middle-aged Daoist was immediately anxious, wanting to say something but was interrupted by Chen Mu’s gesture.
“Enough, keep this treasure for exchanging for Daoist Cultivation.”
“If you truly wish to repay, once you recover and return to the battlefield, help me gather some unwanted Monster blood and flesh.”
“I’ve been raising some small pets, and they can be fed with these scraps.”
Saying casually, Chen Mu no longer paid attention to everyone, walking back to the Green Jade Immortal Residence.
…
Thought the matter was concluded just like that.
Unexpectedly, the following morning, a dense crowd appeared at the entrance of the Green Jade Shell.
Seeing Chen Mu come out, they immediately bowed and thanked: “Camp Master, save us!”
Chen Mu froze in place.
It took him some time to figure out what was going on.
Yesterday’s treatment of the frenzied middle-aged man was too effective; are all these people here for me to detoxify them?
Although I accept injured soldiers here, known as the wounded soldiers’ camp in jest,
it’s not truly a camp for wounded soldiers.
Why is everyone rushing to me for treatment?
Chen Mu couldn’t help but twitch at the corners of his mouth.
