I Grind to Martial Saint

Han Yuan didn’t intend to waste any time in the Spiritual Land.

In the moments between repairing his meridians and recovering his Vitality, he planned to use the violent Spiritual Qi to scour his physical body. He would use it to practice the Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill and temper his muscles, bones, and skin!

Then, the proficiency of his Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill also began to skyrocket.

After more than an hour, once the swelling in his meridians had subsided, Han Yuan resumed his Cultivation of the Innate Great Demon Scripture.

He repeated this cycle without any rest.

In the blink of an eye, a day passed.

For Han Yuan, watching the proficiency of these two Cultivation Techniques constantly rise, he felt no fatigue no matter how long he cultivated.

...

Not far from the valley.

Two aged figures appeared silently.

"Old Kang, what’s your plan?"

An old man with many age spots and nearly bald head gazed at the valley ahead and asked nonchalantly.

The person he was asking was none other than the white-haired, youthful-looking elder from the valley before.

This elder’s name was Kang Song, the Grand Elder of the Kang Family. With his White Crane Fist, he had dominated Jianghe Province City, rarely meeting a worthy opponent.

"Old Wang, the reason I invited you this time is, of course, to have your little pets kill Han Yuan for me," Kang Song said with a cold smile.

Hearing this, Wang Nanshu smiled slightly. "That’s simple enough. But after it’s done, how will we divide the source of the Spiritual Qi eruption?"

After all, there was currently only one source.

And yet, there were two of them, him and Kang Song.

"We’re both just old bones. Neither of us could withstand a full day."

"How about twelve hours each?"

Kang Song had already prepared his response.

"That works." This was exactly what Wang Nanshu wanted to hear from Kang Song.

The two had known each other for many years. They understood each other well, had a solid friendship, and shared a certain degree of trust.

"Then hurry up and make your move."

"I’ve investigated this kid. When he was the Director in Cangshui County Town, he wiped out quite a few Noble Families."

"If he ends up at the Jianghe Province Celestial Observation Bureau, it won’t be good for any of our families."

"It’s better to strike first and just kill him," Kang Song said coldly.

In the Spiritual Land, life and death were determined by fate.

He wouldn’t have any reservations.

"As it happens, I’ve just finished refining a new little pet."

"As long as this thing breaks the skin, it can paralyze the nervous system, causing the body to go into convulsions."

"Once Han Yuan is hit, he’s in for a world of pain."

Wang Nanshu took out a small, dark purple vial and said with a smile.

Through the dim light, a purple scorpion could be faintly seen inside the dark purple vial.

"Then let’s begin." Kang Song was growing impatient.

He had called Wang Nanshu over precisely for his skill in refining Gu Insects.

The two of them crept cautiously into the valley. From several dozen meters away, they saw Han Yuan sitting cross-legged at the source of the Spiritual Qi eruption.

Wang Nanshu quietly uncorked the vial.

Soon, the purple scorpion crawled quickly out of the bottle.

It seemed to lock onto Han Yuan, scurrying rapidly toward him.

A moment later.

The purple scorpion was less than five meters from Han Yuan.

Three meters...

One meter...

The scorpion drew closer and closer to Han Yuan.

Even Kang Song and Wang Nanshu grew tense.

They were both simply too old.

After a Martial Artist stepped into the Inner Qi realm, the aging process would slow down significantly.

But no matter how much it slowed, old age was inevitable.

Kang Song, for instance, was actually over 130 years old.

Wang Nanshu was even more extreme—he was already over 160.

Even though they were both Gang Essence Realm Martial Artists, their vitality and blood were showing faint signs of decay.

They had entered the Spiritual Land this time hoping to use the abundant Spiritual Qi to scour their bodies, rejuvenate their aged forms, and extend their lifespans a little.

Therefore, if they could avoid a direct fight, they would.

Soon.

Before Kang Song and Wang Nanshu’s eyes, the purple scorpion had crawled right up to Han Yuan. It even raised its stinger, aiming for Han Yuan’s thigh.

CLANG!

The stinger struck as if it had hit a hard steel plate.

Not only did it fail to break the skin, but the recoil shattered the stinger itself.

"Horizontal Hard Skill Training!"

"Damn it!"

Kang Song cursed inwardly as he watched.

Wang Nanshu frowned as well.

His scorpion had been specially refined; its stinger was sharp and hard.

’And it couldn’t even break Han Yuan’s skin?!’

’Just how strong is this person’s Horizontal Hard Skill Training?!’

At that moment, Han Yuan seemed to sense something and slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze immediately locked onto the small purple scorpion.

Terrified, the purple scorpion turned to flee.

Han Yuan stood up and stomped down on it.

SQUISH!

The scorpion was instantly crushed into a paste.

Han Yuan’s gaze swept across the valley.

Soon.

He locked onto the patch of grass where Kang Song and Wang Nanshu were hiding.

"Come on out..."

Hearing this, Kang Song and Wang Nanshu exchanged a look and stood up from the bushes together.

"Just as I thought... it’s you."

"And you brought someone else along to die."

Seeing Kang Song, Han Yuan showed no surprise in his eyes.

Cao Ru had warned him before she left.

’It seems this old bastard really is full of sinister plots.’

’He even resorted to a trick like using a venomous insect.’

"To die?"

"Han Yuan, you’re all alone. How do you expect to fight the two of us?"

Kang Song burst into laughter at his words.

Wang Nanshu sneered from the side. "If you know what’s good for you, leave now. We might just let you live."

"That’s where you’re wrong."

"You have no idea what I’m capable of."

"And now, I’m very angry... You dared to interrupt my Cultivation and waste my time!"

Han Yuan’s eyes turned icy as a tyrannical aura began to radiate from his body.

"Hmph, still putting on an act!"

"Even if it costs me some of my vitality and blood, I will take you down today!"

Kang Song sneered!

"Kill him!"

Wang Nanshu’s gaze was just as murderous.

The two charged at Han Yuan simultaneously, one from the left and one from the right, intending to kill him.

SCREEE!!!

Kang Song’s hands moved like a white crane spreading its wings. Wrapped in white Gang Essence, they seemed to transform into two long blades that tore through the air with terrifying power!

Wang Nanshu was no less formidable.

He wielded a long, curved sword that resembled a centipede, thrusting it forward to envelop Han Yuan in an eerie blade of light!

Facing the pincer attack from two masters,

Han Yuan simply threw his head back and let out a long roar.

BOOM!!!

The next moment.

An extremely turbulent black mist erupted from his body. Like a demonic fog devouring all living things, it pulsed with a deeply chilling aura.

A humanoid monster with muscles bulging like tumors and veins like tangled roots shot out from the black mist.

The monster’s explosive power was too terrifying. It moved like a demonic mountain sliding sideways, leaving a large black afterimage in its wake.

Wang Nanshu felt a terrifying sense of dread wash over him.

BAM!

The next instant.

A vicious and savage Hand Blade chopped down on his head.

This wasn’t like slicing a watermelon.

It was like smashing a watermelon with a sledgehammer.

CRACK!

Wang Nanshu’s head exploded, bursting into a shower of blood and gore.

Even his body was chopped apart, turning into a pile of bloody mush.

"You... What kind of monster are you?"

Seeing this, Kang Song was so terrified it was as if he had seen a ghost, his scalp tingling with fear.

"I told you... you made me very angry."

Han Yuan licked his lips and once again burst forward with terrifying speed, rushing toward Kang Song.

He was too fast; Kang Song had no time to escape.

He roared furiously, frantically circulating the vitality and blood in his body and pouring Gang Essence into his arms.

"White Crane Mystical Technique: Wind Shot!"

In an instant.

Kang Song seemed to transform into a giant white crane. He flapped his right arm violently, creating a vast expanse of white light that he slammed toward Han Yuan.

RUMBLE!!!

A terrifying force crushed and shattered Kang Song’s arm with overwhelming power, then brutally punched through his chest!

Then.

A large hand seized Kang Song’s head and squeezed hard.

SPLAT!

The valley suddenly fell silent again.

Only the stench of blood now hung in the air.

Han Yuan ended his Transformed Whale State, returning to his normal size.

"Why did you have to bother me while I was cultivating?"

Han Yuan looked at the bodies of Wang Nanshu and Kang Song and shook his head.

He would, after all, be staying in this valley for over a month.

So, Han Yuan decided to clean up the two corpses.

Otherwise, once the bodies started to rot, the entire valley would be filled with a putrid stench.

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