I am grinding experience in another world

Duzun Peak Heavenly Craft Camp.

“Zhou Tong is actually Lv Yue’s man?!” Chen Mu listened to the faint sounds of conversation around him, his face dark and foreboding.

Indeed.

Deploying the Yellow Millet Plague across the entire Border Shelter Star was no small matter. If there wasn’t a trusted confidant in place, how could Lv Yue be at ease?

“Fortunately, I had secretly placed the Vermilion Feather Sword near the Yin Yue Lake Heavenly Craft Camp,” Chen Mu rejoiced.

This Magic Sword was originally meant to monitor General Li Jiu’s movements.

Another Vermilion Feather Sword was also secretly listening in on General Fei Zhao’s camp.

After all, Lv Yue was the Sect Master and a Primordial Spirit God; Chen Mu feared the two generals might succumb to pressure and defect to Lv Yue.

But to Chen Mu’s surprise, Li Jiu and Fei Zhao turned out fine, whereas Zhou Tong, who seemed the least likely to have issues, was the real traitor.

“He acted as though he was poisoned by the Yellow Millet Plague before, just to deceive everyone?”

“No, it wasn’t just an act. He might have intentionally let himself get poisoned!”

“With the Imperial Nectar at hand, even if he was damaged by the plague poison, he could recover quickly!” A realization dawned on Chen Mu.

“How insidious! Truly insidious!” He couldn’t help but clench his teeth.

If Zhou Tong called for reinforcements, Lv Yue’s men would soon regain control of Border Shelter Star, and his own situation would become dire…

Thinking of this, Chen Mu’s eyes narrowed.

…

Deep into the night.

At the top of Duzun Peak, Zhou Tong strode into the grand hall.

“Junior Brother, you go rest; I’ll watch over Han Ying,” Zhou Tong said to Fei Zhao by the poolside.

“Senior Brother, is your health alright?” Fei Zhao asked with concern.

“I’ve only temporarily suppressed the hidden danger. Completely recovering will be nearly impossible,” Zhou Tong replied, casting a feigned angry glare at Han Ying in the distance.

“Senior Brother, Han Ying is the Sect Master’s favored disciple. You must not act rashly,” Fei Zhao pleaded, a troubled expression on his face.

“Rest assured, I know what I’m doing,” Zhou Tong took a deep breath, seemingly trying hard to suppress his anger as he nodded in assurance.

“In that case, I’ll leave it to you, Senior Brother.” Fei Zhao hesitated for a moment, then got up and clasped his hands in farewell.

Zhou Tong waved indifferently, his eyes still fixated angrily on Han Ying.

After a while, once Fei Zhao’s escape light had completely disappeared on the horizon, Zhou Tong’s expression changed, and he quickly approached Han Ying.

“Forgive me, Young Master.” He said with a face full of apology, manipulating a dharma curse to slightly loosen the chains, though not daring to completely release them.

The chain secret technique was jointly performed by him, Fei Zhao, and Li Jiu. If he completely removed it, the other two would immediately sense it.

“Soon, I’ll set up the altar to summon our people. Then we’ll take down Li Jiu and Fei Zhao together, and you will be freed from these chains,” Zhou Tong said with a bright smile.

But something felt amiss as he spoke.

Han Ying’s eyes remained tightly shut, showing no reaction to his words.

A sudden bad premonition rose in Zhou Tong’s heart.

Something was wrong!

He immediately sent several strands of mana to activate the chains.

The chains that originally bound the lower half of Han Ying’s face quickly moved and loosened, revealing a strange, grinning face.

Yellow Millet Plague Poison?!

How could the Young Master be infected with Yellow Millet Plague?

His pupils shrank dramatically, and it felt as if his heart was being gripped tightly.

The Sect Master Lv Yue valued Han Ying immensely. If he found out that Han Ying had been poisoned while under Zhou Tong’s watch, then he…

Zhou Tong’s fists clenched tightly, and his heart trembled uncontrollably.

Was it Meng Qingchan?

No, no, it was High Priest Lan Xiuzhu!

They discovered my contact with the Sect Master, so they decided to strike directly at the Young Master. This is cutting the grass at the roots, leaving me no choice but to betray the Sect Master.

What a ruthless Lan Xiuzhu!

Zhou Tong’s scalp tingled, and his back was instantly covered in cold sweat.

…

“Sweating all over, General?”

On the western side of the camp, Chen Mu lay on a distant lounge chair at the snail-shell door, letting out a faint laugh.

Beside him, the gold-red Plague Immortal Flag fluttered without wind.

The Plague Immortal Technique could absorb plague poison, and naturally, it could also release it. With the Plague Immortal Flag in hand, the methods of releasing the plague were even more unpredictable.

Upon discovering Zhou Tong’s contact with Lv Yue, Chen Mu immediately released the plague poison to turn Han Ying into an idiot.

Zhou Tong might be Lv Yue’s confidant, but Han Ying was Lv Yue’s favored disciple.

If something happened to Han Ying right under Zhou Tong’s nose, Lv Yue wouldn’t let Zhou Tong off easily.

“The so-called wise man recognizes the situation; General Zhou will surely make the right choice.”

“Hehe…”

…

Driven by fear, Zhou Tong acted immediately.

The next day, he didn’t hesitate to deplete his vital energy, using a secret technique to contact Heavenly Pass City.

Four days later, a phantom-like white jade gate appeared in midair at the foot of Duzun Peak.

A new batch of Daoist soldiers was dispatched to guard the Border Shelter Star, while Chen Mu and the Heavenly Craft Camp members were ordered to return to Heavenly Pass City.

“Relocating to protect those involved in the plague poison incident? Is this aimed at Lu Shenjun?”

Following Steward Wu, Chen Mu slowly walked towards the Heavenly Gate. A realization flashed through his mind.

This is good. High Priest Lan Xiuzhu is targeting Lu Shenjun.

Lv Yue probably doesn’t have the energy to investigate the Border Shelter Star incident.

…

Yangdu Square, Nine-Six Alley.

After half a year, Chen Mu returned to Jiwei Courtyard.

He felt quite settled as he gazed at the familiar shadow wall courtyard.

Although the place was just an ordinary residence arranged by Heavenly Pass City, during his previous stay here, daily cultivation and stable living had given Chen Mu a sense of belonging.

“With someone like High Priest Lan Xiuzhu taking the lead, Lv Yue won’t have the time to carefully investigate.”

“With tens of thousands of Daoist soldiers involved in the plague event at Border Shelter Star, hiding among them is like being a drop in the ocean, nearly impossible to find.”

“For a long period ahead, I should be able to cultivate in peace.”

Thinking of this, Chen Mu couldn’t help but smile.

Just as he was about to return to his room, a familiar burly figure stepped into the courtyard.

It was none other than his neighbor Zhong Qing.

Zhong Qing had gone to Border Shelter Star even earlier than Chen Mu and was also called back this time.

Chen Mu was about to greet him but noticed something was wrong.

Zhong Qing’s face was pale, his eyes dull. He moved slowly and clumsily, and his reactions to others’ greetings were sluggish.

This was…

“Rumor has it he was injured by the plague poison, harming his Superior Fetal Spirit. No telling how many years it will take to recover, poor guy…”

The people in the courtyard noticed Zhong Qing and couldn’t help but sigh.

“He’s considered lucky. Of the five friends on the second floor of the west wing, only two returned. The other three are said to have turned into complete walking corpses.”

“How can a sect master be so ruthless and cold-hearted?”

“Be careful with your words, lest you bring trouble upon yourself!”

Standing at the staircase of the east wing, Chen Mu looked at Zhong Qing’s simple smile, feeling a pang of sorrow and empathy.

If it hadn’t been for the Heavenly Demon Armor and Seven Emotions Flame protecting me…

“Making Han Ying an idiot with the Yellow Millet Plague Poison seems like too easy a punishment,” a dark look flashed in Chen Mu’s eyes.

“And that Lu Shenjun, who doesn’t care about the lives of Daoist soldiers.”

“I’d love to see him afflicted by the plague poison, but alas…”

But alas, he’s a Primordial Spirit God and the Sect Master of the Thousand Mechanisms Sect. Even with this incident, he probably won’t suffer much.

As old rivals for centuries, Meng Qingchan surely has a way to severely wound Lu Shenjun…

At this moment, Chen Mu even felt a slight anticipation for Meng Qingchan to wake up soon.

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