I am grinding experience in another world

Chapter 529: I love you

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On the boundless River of Oblivion.

With a muffled boom, a blast of air exploded in mid-air.

Feeling the imperceptible vibrations emanating from the Soul-Locking Bell at his waist, Qian Huan adjusted his direction while flying.

Suddenly, a gray stone bridge appeared.

Qian Huan quickly surveyed the area and noticed besides the Netherworld Worm, there was a group of afterlife soldiers marching on the stone bridge.

"I’ve finally caught up."

He breathed a sigh of relief and immediately flew onto the bridge, hastily chasing forward.

Qian Huan knew that these afterlife soldiers were Living Gods who had signed a Divine-Sealing Pact; they all came from Feng’an City.

The person he was looking for, who had employed Li’s Substitute Peach Stiff Technique like him, was hidden among those hundred-plus soldiers.

Clutching the White Jade Bell, Qian Huan used his peripheral vision to scan ahead. Soon, a tall young man in gray clothes came into sight.

The man casually tied his hair on top of his head with a black rope, with two strands of hair hanging loosely at the sides of his forehead. He wore an almost mocking smile, looking quite ordinary. He was currently whispering to the short and stout figure in black beside him.

Isn’t that Lü Liang?

Did Feng’an City really find out about Qingyang City’s plan to create a second Carefree King? Is this journey to the Yang Realm to sabotage their plan?

Qian Huan concealed his emotions and glanced again in the direction of the young man in gray.

Then he discovered that the two persons who were just standing there had disappeared out of the blue!

Startled, he instinctively looked up to search, but a chilling voice suddenly sounded next to his ear.

"Looking for someone?"

"Me?"

The next moment, an expressionless face suddenly emerged at his side, staring intently at him!

When?!

Qian Huan stiffened; he hadn’t noticed how the other had appeared before him.

If the other party had suddenly attacked... Hiss!

He struggled to suppress his rapidly beating heart and looked at Chen Mu with confusion, "Young brother, why would you say that?"

"You’ve been sneakily watching us all this time, isn’t that right?" Chen Mu coldly scoffed.

"Was I looking at you? I was admiring the visage of Divine Monarch Meng Po!" Qian Huan pretended to be offended.

Chen Mu recalled where they had been standing and realized they indeed might have blocked the man’s line of sight, his facial expression momentarily freezing.

"You’re not really a spy from Qingyang City, are you?" Could it be a mistake?

"A spy from Qingyang City? Ha!" Qian Huan showed a scornful smile, "I am from the Qian family of Baojiang City, even if I agreed, that old ghost Xiao couldn’t afford me."

Baojiang City? It’s not Qingyang City?

And which family is the Qian family, are they famous?

"The Bridge of Helplessness is not far from our Feng’an City but quite isolated from other cities. You being an outsider here, is it really just a coincidence?" Chen Mu looked at him with doubt.

Qian Huan inwardly breathed a sigh of relief but put on a frustrated face as if his secret had been discovered.

After glancing at the afterlife soldiers surrounding him and hesitating for a moment, he pretended to be helpless and said, "I did indeed come here on purpose because it’s near the Southern Liang Mountains, a sufficiently isolated location."

"As for the reason..."

He sighed, resigned, and took out two black-skinned scrolls to show Chen Mu.

Qian Ning from Baojiang City?

"Just by entering this gate, I can successfully head for the Yang Realm?" After years of winding paths, he could finally return to the Yang Realm.

"Of course." Qian Huan stepped closer to Chen Mu with a smile on his face but shot a cold and stern look at Qian Ning, who was standing behind Le Dian, "Don’t be afraid, just go ahead. With the protection of the Divine Monarch, it’s very safe."

At his words, Chen Mu lifted his right foot with anticipation and stepped toward the Ghost Gate.

But in the next moment, he suddenly withdrew it and turned to look at Qian Huan.

"Are you trying to destroy the Divine Power on me, take control over Le Dian, and let me fall alone into the Ghost Gate, to get lost inside?"

"Without the Divine Monarch’s protection, and with the Qi of the Divine-Sealing Pact greatly concealed by the Secret Technique, without the guiding assistance of the Pact in Le Dian’s hand, I’m afraid I’ll either die or be severely injured."

Qian Huan’s heart jolted in shock, and he immediately suppressed the Yin Spirit Divine Power he had just begun to harness, glaring at Chen Mu angrily.

"How dare you accuse me out of nowhere!"

"Is that so?" Chen Mu’s lips curled up into a sinister smile.

"I still think you’re a spy from Qingyang City."

A wisp of black smoke with a silver glint suddenly appeared beside Qian Huan, and the Divine Power of the Divine Monarch swirling around him was abruptly devoured by a large amount.

Qian Huan’s expression changed, and before he could react, a large foot appeared before his eyes.

Bang!

As if struck by a giant hammer in the face, his body was flung backward and spiraled into the Ghost Gate.

The next moment, with a flicker of light within the dim water, his figure vanished.

Chen Mu turned to Qian Ning, who was standing there in a daze, "To guard the path for a hundred years for him, you must also be unwilling, right?"

He reached out and took the Divine-Sealing Pact that was pinned on Qian Ning’s waist, and with a flash of black light, it was torn to shreds.

"I’ve sent him to be a Living God, relieving you from guarding the path for a hundred years of suffering. Shouldn’t you thank me?"

"Thank you?" Qian Ning swallowed hard.

"You’re welcome." Chen Mu posed as someone amiable, took out a Black-Skinned Scripture from his sleeve, and handed it to Qian Ning, "Here, go to the side and read this East Pole Longevity Scripture a hundred times."

Qian Ning took the Scripture in a daze, not yet recovered from the shock of the Divine-Sealing Pact being destroyed, and looked up to see a group of brawny men encircling him, lifting and dragging him to the side.

"Was that person really a Qingyang City covert agent?" Le Dian scratched his head as he approached Chen Mu. Read exclusive chapters at novelhall.Côm

"Don’t know."

"Then you were..."

"A Living God is the foundation of the Netherworld, and this person dared to use Li’s Substitute Peach Stiff Technique to smuggle himself into the Yang Realm? This is a shameful betrayal of the Netherworld!" Chen Mu said righteously, his face serious.

"I’m teaching him to be an upright Yin Spirit!"

Le Dian: "..."

You’re a smuggler yourself and you accuse someone else?

Where do you get the nerve?

"Do you have an objection?" Chen Mu glared at Le Dian with a stern face.

Le Dian twitched his mouth and shrugged, "You’re the boss."

Ha!

Chen Mu nodded slightly, showing a satisfied smile.

From the first meeting, that bell on his waist was emitting a subtle vibration. Invisible to others, but not to his Truthful Listening Technique. That Qian Huan might not be a spy from Qingyang City, but he was most likely targeting them.

Better to err on the side of caution, now more than ever, they could not afford to take things lightly.

"Besides, I only took half of his Divine Power. At most, he’ll suffer a bit in the Ghost Gate and then go to the Yang Realm to guard the path for a hundred years."

"Changing a death sentence to a fixed term is already a bargain," said Chen Mu with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.