I am grinding experience in another world Chapter 794 - 782: Old Acquaintance

A large number of elite disciples followed Institute Yuan Zhen, preparing to bypass Nine Peaks Mountain from afar to enter the interior of Yizhou to gather Qi Cultivators.

The remaining disciples continued to head out to sea for hunting under Hu Sheng's supervision.

The Bottomless Pool stored more and more Blood and Flesh Essence, with Vital Energy above it rising into a misty fog.

A large number of Ghosts danced around, growing significantly stronger in no ti.

This was truly an unexpected delight.

...

Half a month later, Chen Mu erged from seclusion once more.

Just as he was preparing to go out to sea for so rest, a buzzing vibration suddenly echoed in his mind.

He used Inner Vision on the Jade Seed and saw the True aning Talisman of the chanical Technique, resembling a porous honeycomb, quivering in a rhythmic pattern.

Soone had triggered the chanical Talisman Seed within the Vermilion Feather Sword?

Chen Mu imdiately had an epiphany.

"So, soone has been attracted already? I thought it would take a long ti."

With the current chaos in Yizhou, most Qi Cultivators were in hiding. He had thought it would be challenging to find anyone, yet only two weeks had passed, and results were already being seen.

Chen Mu didn't rush to cast Ghost Gate imdiately but instead directed Mana into the True aning Talisman of the chanical Technique, connecting with the chanical Talisman Seed thousands of miles away.

A hundred or so breaths later, a scene manifested in his mind

It was a small hilltop, with Institute Yuan Zhen standing not far from the peak. Below, in a small valley, several hundred people could be faintly seen as a dense black mass.

For over a dozen miles around, there were many forms of life, but none with a powerful life force oscillation.

"Safe, no danger."

"It's not a trap."

Chen Mu nodded slightly.

Although the Thousand Mountains Sutra was unconventional, it was indeed useful.

This chanical Technique, leveraging the Talisman Seed and the Talisman, could transmit information over thousands of miles.

"Hmm, it's just the delay of hundreds of breaths that's a bit long."

"Once the Yellow Springs Gourd is completed, I must refine this secret technique further; there might be other marvelous uses."

With this thought, Chen Mu didn't rush to pick up people imdiately but instead waved his hand to send out a Vermilion Feather Sword, notifying Hu Sheng overseeing the Administrative Affairs Institute.

If people were to be brought over, soone had to take over. Left Supervisor Hu Sheng, who was stationed here, was just the right person for the job.

...

Thousands of miles away, in Luofeng Valley.

Yuan Zhen gazed at the Vermilion Feather Sword hovering mid-air like a scarlet feather, contemplating.

Although he detected no abnormality, he vaguely sensed a kind of scrutiny.

"Mr. Chen?" he tentatively bowed to the Magic Sword.

Hundreds of breaths later, just as Yuan Zhen thought he had sensed incorrectly.

The Magic Sword vibrated the air, creating a chanical-sounding voice around it: "Institute Yuan, do you need to perform the Secret Technique of Ground Shrinking?"

Yuan Zhen could barely refrain from slightly widening his eyes.

From here to the southwest of Yizhou, it was at least six thousand miles, yet the Magic Sword could transmit ssages over such a distance.

Mr. Chen's thods are truly extraordinary.

He had seen similar transmission abilities before, and he himself could send ssages to the Upper Court of the Yellow Springs Sect far away from an unknown distance.

But that secret technique was achieved by borrowing the powers of Luofu Taoist Ancestor.

Chen Mu accomplished this entirely on his own.

Moreover, this was not just simple transmission. Yuan Zhen could feel a faint sense of scrutiny, clearly indicating that the Magic Sword contained so detection secret techniques.

Such impressive thods!

"I trouble you, friend. I do indeed require your assistance." Yuan Zhen bowed again.

Monts later.

Buzz!

A gray-white archway five to six ters tall suddenly appeared above the hill.

The portal had a semi-transparent curtain, dark and deep within.

The next mont, a person stepped out from behind the curtain, none other than Chen Mu.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen." Yuan Zhen smiled and bowed again.

"It is my duty." Chen Mu responded with a cupped fist salute.

With a glance at the hundreds of Qi Cultivators below, who looked like refugees, Chen Mu asked no questions and waved his hand to release a large number of Ghosts, imdiately forming a gigantic Ghost Gate over thirty ters high in the valley.

Behind the portal was the coastal base.

There, Left Supervisor Hu Sheng was already waiting with his team.

...

In the following days, every ten or fifteen days, Chen Mu had to perform the Ghost Gate once, teleporting Qi Cultivators scattered across Yizhou to the coast.

Obviously, Yuan Zhen had inquired about Chen Mu's habits from Tang Zhimu. Every ti he called for Chen Mu's help, it was just during his free ti from seclusion.

Allowing Chen Mu to not worry about his cultivation being interrupted at all.

Over ti, more and more people were gathered, and the distance teleported each ti grew greater.

On this day, sensing the chanical Talisman vibrating, Chen Mu connected with the Vermilion Feather Sword as usual.

After confirming the surrounding environnt's safety, he skillfully perford the Ghost Gate, arriving within a range between continuous mountains.

After a few casual exchanges, Chen Mu swiftly erected a Ghost Gate, sending gathered Qi Cultivators to the coast, one after another.

Once those with weary expressions orderly walked into the Ghost Gate, only then did Chen Mu have the ti to scrutinize his surroundings.

Not long after, he saw not far away, on a hill, a charred large tree that seed familiar.

The massive tree required the embrace of eight people to encircle, entirely charred black. Most of the canopy had disappeared, evidently destroyed by lightning and fire.

"Green Needle Tea Tree?"

"This is Bai Family Village!"

Chen Mu realized.

Could he have already traveled so far?

Bai Family Village was located at the far western end of Yizhou. Any farther west, and he would enter Kangzhou's territory.

Originally, he had fallen from Outer Heaven, landing in Kangzhou. That place was the domain of the Yin Ghost Sect, unsuitable to stay long, so he found a way to enter Yizhou.

In Yizhou, the first power he ca into contact with was the Bai Family Village.

He had a deep relationship with Bai Family Village.

Chen Mu, nostalgic, recalled the past.

He possessed a segnt of Green Needle Tea Tree root, a gift from Bai Family Village.

He was introduced to the Holy Heart Institute of the Yellow Springs Sect by Bai Family Village.

Even the ancestor of Bai Family Village, Bai Shou, was personally sent away by him!

The ties were imnsely deep!

Bai Shou: "…"

I would rather not have such a tie.

Chen Mu thought amusingly of various matters, turning his Truth Listening Divine Power toward the Qi Cultivators below.

Soon, amidst them, he found a rather familiar tall, thin figure.

...

Since the appearance of the Ghost Gate, Bai Xiaoqing had tried his best to keep his head down, working hard to lower his presence.

He did not expect to encounter Chen Mu here.

Initially, he was the one who guided the other to Bai Family Village, eventually leading them to join the Holy Heart Institute of the Yellow Springs Sect.

Judging by the way the other conversed with Yuan Zhen Daoist, their status was evidently high. Little did he expect that after several years, the other had beco a notable figure within the Yellow Springs Sect.

The other was sent to Yizhou by his second brother, Hong Yi, aning they must be a core mber of the Lock Dragon Courtyard.

Would he eliminate him to preserve his own identity?

Bai Xiaoqing's heart clenched.

Moreover, his joining of the Yellow Springs Sect had been self-initiated.

He was, after all, a Qi Cultivator, an anomaly in the Great Zhou, overrun by Underworld God Transformation Warriors.

Remaining in the Great Zhou, the best he could hope for was to stay within his family, idly waiting with no future.

Therefore, he wished to blend into the Yellow Springs Sect.

Having spent the first half of his life for his family, in the latter half, he wanted to strive for his own Dao path.

Unexpectedly, right at the start, he encountered this old acquaintance.

His feigned death escape to join the Yellow Springs Sect constituted betrayal to the Great Zhou Lock Dragon Institute. If the other were to send the story back to the Great Zhou, the entire Hong Family would face repercussions!

Please don't notice !

Bai Xiaoqing's forehead grew slick with sweat.

As if hearing his prayers, after a few steps, he found his path blocked by a pair of black boots.

Bai Xiaoqing's body stiffened, his neck creaking rustily as it raised.

A face, slightly smiling yet unsmiling, ca into view.

Hong Xiaoqing's pupils imdiately contracted.

I'm dood!

"Should I call you Bai Xiaoqing or Hong Xiaoqing?"

"I rember you were quite a fatty back then, when did you slim down?"

"Tsk tsk, such great results, is there a secret formula?"

"Can you show it to ?" Chen Mu displayed a mischievous smile.