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The weather grew warmer day by day, and amidst the mountains and open fields, hints of green were already visible at a glance.

In the Flying Horse Camp, the plump Liang Dabao entered the barracks beaming with joy, "Old Hu from next door said, as long as I teach him to recite the Green Satchel Chapter, he'll take me to the Yicui Building to listen to music and have a meal."

"I can recite the Green Satchel Chapter all thanks to Brother Zhong. If he said he would treat you to a meal, he definitely will. When the time comes, you come with me, and we'll feast on him big time," the plump boy said with grandiosity.

Invite me to a meal in this way? Have me scrounge someone else's meal?

"Thanks a lot," Chen Mu rolled his eyes.

"It's just too bad that Old Hu is too dumb; he can't remember a single phrase even after teaching him twice," Liang Dabao curled his lips, "Not like me, with just a bit of guidance from you, I can recite the whole chapter."

Yes, yes, yes, you're so clever, you ask the same word three times.

Chen Mu stared at him with hollow eyes.

"It's all the fault of those squad leaders. I heard that each and every one of them acts so high and mighty, they wouldn't teach unless they were bribed with money," he said.

"And they only teach it twice a day; no wonder it takes so long to learn," Liang Dabao said with disdain.

"Acting so arrogantly, these squad leaders aren't afraid that one day someone will master the Underworld God Transformation and come back to trouble them."

I want to cause them trouble right now!

Chen Mu couldn't help but grit his teeth.

Extortion was one thing, but to only teach someone twice a day?

You took their money, and without proper teaching, wouldn't this damn well delay my practice!

"No, we have to find a way to speed up the new recruits' recitation of the Green Satchel Chapter," Chen Mu narrowed his eyes decisively.

...

In the dead of night, except for the sound of the few patrolling troops' footsteps, the entire Flying Horse Camp was dead silent.

In one of the barracks, more than a dozen new recruits were lying on a large bed, sound asleep.

An invisible force, like smoke or mist, enveloped the whole room.

The next moment, the sounds of teeth grinding, farting, and snoring abruptly stopped, and more than a dozen new recruits sat up straight in unison as though rigged like corpses.

In the corner, the figure of Chen Mu appeared.

"I've got a way!"

The Heavenly Demon Body's true form of the Divine Demon is the Cloud Mirage Heavenly Demon, which possessed the Bewitching Divine Power when he first crawled out of the River of Oblivion, able to briefly enchant Yin Spirits.

Although somewhat shoddy, barely affecting the slightly talented Yin Spirits, it was still no problem to hypnotize ordinary people.

Chen Mu walked up with a smile, and began to recite the Green Satchel Chapter, sentence by sentence.

The more than a dozen new recruits were like school children in a private school, swaying their heads and reciting along.

"If they didn't learn well during the daytime, then they shall continue practicing at night, drilling them to death with large amounts of repetition coupled with the Bewitching Divine hypnotism!"

"So what if they can't read?"

"Train them until it becomes habit, ingrained into their instincts; even if they can't read, they will be able to recite the Green Satchel Chapter fluently!"

...

At dawn, at the outskirts of Pole Mountain, the Yi Third Banner of the Lock Dragon Twenty-Nine Institute.

The building facing the main entrance was the Hall of Spirit Honor.

Inside the hall, a simple portrait was enshrined, featuring an immortal with flowing robes and an elegant stance.

Suddenly, a man with a gloomy and stern face appeared.

With his hands clasped behind his back, he squinted at the portrait and watched it in silence.

After a long while, the three siblings Yuan Dong burst into the hall excitedly and immediately spotted the old man, approaching him joyfully, "Master, what brings you here!"

This man was the head of the Lock Dragon Twenty-Nine Institute, Yuan Xian.

"I'm on my way to Southern Shu to oversee the construction of the City God Dojo and happened to pass by. I thought I might as well check in on you," Yuan Xian forced a small smile, a rare sight. Yet matched with his stern face, it was rather chilling.

The three siblings Yuan Dong had been taken in by Yuan Xian since childhood and were accustomed to his daunting smile.

"You've always been traveling around Da Qian, and it must have been half a year since we last saw you. Whenever we met, you were always in a hurry. This time, you must stay a few more days," said Yuan Dong cheerfully.

"This time, I do indeed need to stay here for a few days," Yuan Xian nodded in agreement.

Before the three siblings could ask why, Yuan Xian took the initiative to explain, "The Observing Sky Mirror in the institute has shown that in the coming days, the power of the Luandu County City Divine Temple will expand again."

"Even to the degree that two counties within the territory of Southern Shu – where the City Divine Temples have just been built and lack a Living God residing over them – could be affected."

"If this development continues, Luandu County might very well become Luandu Prefecture."

"The City God of the county must be no ordinary figure," Yuan Xian said seriously.

"Are you suggesting that someone will come to steal the City God Statue and tap into the Dojo's pulse points?" Yuan Dong's expression changed, "Who would dare to be so bold?!"

Yuan Xian snorted coldly, "To dig pulse points, to steal statues, to set up private dojos and hoard incense offerings, these Noble Clans would dare anything for their own benefit!"

As the three siblings looked solemn, Yuan Xian's expression softened slightly, "There's no need to be afraid. This is as much a danger as an opportunity for you."

"Fend off these people, and you'll have accomplished a great feat. Afterwards, you're certain to receive the blessings of the Spirit Honor, accelerating your practice of the Underworld God Transformation."

"It's easy for you to say, Master. We three siblings can't possibly hold off those greedy ones," complained Yuan Chun.

"Why do you think I've come to Luandu County," Yuan Xian glared at his own apprentice.

"Knew Master wouldn't just stand by," Yuan Chun immediately smiled.

"The Yi Second Banner of the Twenty-Nine Institute is already on their way here," Yuan Xian nodded slightly, giving his orders with a neutral tone.

"Later, go recruit some new soldiers at Flying Horse Camp, and spread them out to guard near the pulse points."

"The Temple Priest of Luandu County, Li Buxian, comes from a humble background and has no strong connections. Take my handbook and bring him into the Institute."

"In no more than half a year, the City God Statue will be fully integrated with the local veins, and by then, the statue cannot be disturbed. Those people will realize the difficulty and retreat."

"Before that time comes, you must be careful to prevent the thieves from stealing the pulse points."

"We will obey your orders, Master!" The three saluted reverently.

...

At Flying Horse Camp, in the barracks of the Yi Third Banner.

Liang Dabao entered the room, looking aggrieved.

"Old Hu's words are as unreliable as his farts. He clearly said he would take me to the Yicui Building to listen to music and have a meal, but now he's going back on his word."

"The bastard!"

He looked at Chen Mu with a dejected face, "Brother Zhong, the meal I was going to treat you to will have to be postponed."

Chen Mu's face twitched.

So if someone else won't treat you, you don't plan to invite me either, right? You set your mind on freeloading someone else's feast for your teacher's banquet!

"It's all Old Hu's fault!" Liang Dabao fumed.

"It was I who taught him, but he insists that he learned it in his dreams," he said, with someone in his dream guiding him through the Scriptures. Isn't that nonsense?"

"Alright, it's just a meal, I'll treat you," Chen Mu said cheerfully.

The clumsy Bewitching Divine Power of the Cloud Mirage Heavenly Demon turned out to be somewhat useful.

If they persist for ten to fifteen days, the new recruits would be able to recite the Green Satchel Chapter, and the Flying Horse Camp would then open the Heavenly Capital Pool.

"How come I never dreamt of it," Liang Dabao said with regret, "Though they all have dark circles under their eyes as if they haven't slept in ten days and a half month, it really does save trouble."

"But I still think that guy was fooling me, he just didn't want to spend the money to treat me to a meal at the Yicui Building," he said, skeptical.

"Dreams of someone teaching you Scriptures? Brother Zhong, tell me, which respectable teacher would pop into a dream of an old rascal in the middle of the night?"

"This guy must be talking nonsense!"

Not serious?

And talking nonsense?

Chen Mu's eyes shifted as he glanced sideways at the chubby boy.

So you want to dream of reciting text?

Fine, I'll let you try it out tonight!

…

Recently, rumors had been circulating in the Flying Horse Camp that the City God had manifested and entered people's dreams at night to teach them Scriptures.

The claims were outrageous, but the change was obvious. The recruits, who once couldn't recognize a single character, could now recite the entire Green Satchel Chapter fluently with their eyes closed.

Though they all looked haggard with dark circles under their eyes, they couldn't hide the joy on their faces. After all, learning the Green Satchel Chapter meant they could cultivate the Underworld God Transformation. Only by condensing a Blood Pouch and mastering the Underworld God Transformation could they truly become members of the Flying Horse Camp.

The moon in the sky became rounder, and more than ten days passed in a blink of an eye.

On this deep night, the silver moon appeared like a huge round plate. All around the Flying Horse Camp, bonfires were lit, illuminating everything. Five hundred new recruits, led by their Squad Leaders, gathered around the central stone platform in the encampment.

On the stone platform, including Xie Ji, four personnel from the Lock Dragon Courtyard were positioned around the White Jade Cauldron, muttering Curse Words under their breath.

Chen Mu stood in the crowd, took a deep breath, and felt a slight tremble in his heart.

Over the past twenty-odd days, he had stayed up all night, hypnotizing the new recruits and leading them to recite the Green Satchel Chapter. It had been a busy time indeed.

"Finally, the day has come!"

As Xie Ji and the others chanted the Curse Words, a green-smoke-like power flew out from the center of their brows and into the White Jade Cauldron.

A large amount of Incense Spiritual Energy gushed out, suddenly dissipating in mid-air. The Jade Cauldron buzzed and trembled, a familiar power descended into the Human World.

"Indeed, it's the River of Oblivion," Chen Mu squinted his eyes.

Upon learning that the Heavenly Capital Pool was a Bottomless Pool, he had guessed that it might be related to the River of Oblivion.

"It is said that the River of Oblivion has nine layers, each with mysterious powers. The Heavenly Capital Pool is probably leveraging the power of one of those layers to help people condense a Blood Pouch and practice the Underworld God Transformation."

As he pondered, the indistinct power of the River of Oblivion already shrouded the surroundings of the camp.

Squad Leaders began guiding the recruits onto the stone platform, where they pricked their fingertips with silver needles, squeezing out a drop of fresh blood into the White Jade Cauldron.

Chen Mu followed suit, facing Xie Ji's complex gaze as he dropped his blood into the Heavenly Capital Pool.

The night before, he had carefully inquired with Xie Ji, learning that worshiping the Heavenly Capital Pool involved major and minor rituals.

Dropping blood into the cauldron was part of the ritual process of a minor ceremony. Its purpose was to use fresh blood as a guide to draw the power of the Heavenly Capital Pool into the body, thus condensing the Underworld God Blood Yuan.

Five hundred people proceeded in an orderly fashion, swiftly completing the ritual.

The moon was now high overhead, appearing as if it were hanging directly above them, and the new recruits began to recite the Curse Words from the latter part of the Green Satchel Chapter.

Chen Mu also took a deep breath and began chanting the Green Satchel Chapter.

After only one recitation, the environment around him suddenly changed dramatically. Thick fog emerged beneath his feet and quickly spread in all directions.

In a moment of distraction, Liang Dabao, who had been standing an arm's length away, abruptly vanished.

Turning to look around, he found that the fog had covered everything. It was as if he had left the Flying Horse Camp and entered an expansive, fog-shrouded world.

The next moment.

Thud!

A thunder-like heartbeat abruptly surfaced from the depths of the thick fog.

In the blink of an eye, the fog within a five-meter radius suddenly dissipated, revealing a fist-sized lump of fresh, red blood floating in front of him.

The blood mass slowly writhed, transforming into a liquid heart, pulsating and releasing.

Thud!

The thunderous heartbeat exploded.

He felt the ground beneath him tremble as if the entire world were shaking in unison.

Listening to the increasingly loud heartbeat, Chen Mu stared intently at the fist-sized liquid heart.

He suddenly felt as though the foggy world he was in was a gigantic heart!

The next instant, the blood heart swooshed and plunged into Chen Mu's chest.

As if someone had stabbed him in the heart with a knife, Chen Mu couldn't help but gasp for air.

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding fog vanished, and the bright moon, like a Jade Plate, appeared overhead. He had returned to the edge of the ritual platform of the Flying Horse Camp.

A tingling sensation came from his chest, and Chen Mu quickly pulled open his shirt to find a bright red spot the size of a soybean had appeared on the left side of his chest.

Prior to this, during the practice of the Green Satchel Chapter, the Netherworld Worms stimulated growth, enveloping his body like a fishing net. The only area left untouched was a bowl-sized gap over his heart, devoid of any Netherworld Worm invasion.

At this moment, the red spot sat squarely in the center of that gap.

"Is this the Underworld God Blood Yuan?"

Before he could examine it closely, all the Netherworld Worms on his body, as though awakened by a Spring thunder, began to rapidly squirm and climb.

Like water breaking through a dam, or a flock of sheep escaping a pen, they all hurriedly burrowed into the red spot.

In a few breaths, all the Netherworld Worms threads covering his body had entered the red spot.

Thud!

Just like the heartbeat he had heard before in the fog.

A tremendous heartbeat suddenly exploded within his left chest. The sound was like the roar of a fierce beast, making his whole body involuntarily shudder.

Chen Mu couldn't help but look down.

"So, the Blood Pouch refers to the heart? A heart transformed and strengthened by the Netherworld Worms?" he realized in an instant. Read new chapters at My Virtual Library Empire

Just now, all the Netherworld Worms, along with that soybean-sized Underworld God Blood Yuan, had fully merged into his heart.

With a thought, the Gray Wall emerged before his eyes.

Green Satchel Chapter: Limit;

"After such a long struggle, in the end, I've succeeded..." Chen Mu couldn't help but reveal a smile.