I Grind to Martial Saint

The world was vast. If Han Yuan was determined to leave, the Spirit Sun Sect would never be able to find him.

But Zhang Cang knew his friend's personality all too well.

He would never just leave so quietly.

That was why he had rushed over from Nanyuan County to lend Han Yuan a hand.

They soon returned to the Cangshui Celestial Observation Bureau.

Han Yuan did not stay long. He summoned Zhai Mu, gave him some instructions, and then left immediately for the Thunderstruck Forest.

...

「Spirit Sun Sect.」

Grand Elder Yang Fanyu had been cultivating in a private chamber when he was summoned by a Deacon Disciple.

The Sect Leader had urgently summoned him.

"What happened?"

Yang Fanyu asked, puzzled.

"Grand Elder, didn't you send Brother Liang and the others down the mountain some time ago...?"

The Deacon Disciple said respectfully.

"Yes... Based on the timing, Liang Tian should have been back within the last day or two."

Yang Fanyu said matter-of-factly.

He had never imagined that anything could happen to Liang Tian.

After all, Cangshui County was such a small place. Liang Tian alone was more than enough to sweep it clean.

Therefore, after sending Liang Tian off, he hadn't bothered to check for any news about him.

"But it seems the Sect Leader has received news... that Brother Liang Tian ran into trouble in Cangshui County."

"That's why he sent me to get you."

The Deacon Disciple said in a low voice.

"What? Something actually happened to Liang Tian?"

Yang Fanyu's expression was one of surprise.

"Mm... it's just what I've heard."

"The Sect Leader should be able to explain it to you more clearly."

the Deacon Disciple said.

Soon, he led Yang Fanyu to the entrance of Spirit Sun Hall but did not enter himself.

Yang Fanyu paid him no mind and strode directly into Spirit Sun Hall.

Inside the main hall.

A middle-aged man sat on the main seat, dressed in a Red Sun Robe. His eyes were startlingly bright, and deep within his pupils, a Red Flame seemed to flicker.

This was none other than the Sect Leader of the Spirit Sun Sect, Hong Pengtian.

"Elder Yang."

"Liang Tian is dead."

Hong Pengtian said bluntly as Yang Fanyu walked in.

Yang Fanyu frowned. "Is the information accurate?"

"Yes... A few days ago, when I saw that Liang Tian hadn't sent back any news, I sent a disciple down the mountain to investigate."

"The disciple sent to investigate just returned today. It turns out Liang Tian died over a month ago, slain in public by the Director of the Cangshui Celestial Observation Bureau."

Hong Pengtian's tone betrayed no emotion.

Yet Yang Fanyu knew that Hong Pengtian must be furious.

Because Liang Tian was not only the most senior disciple of the Spirit Sun Sect but also his own head disciple.

Now that Liang Tian was dead, how could Hong Pengtian, his master, not be furious?

Yang Fanyu frowned. "A mere Director of a County-level Celestial Observation Bureau was able to kill Liang Tian?"

The claim sounded preposterous.

"According to the information the disciple gathered, this man can even handle a newly awakened Evil Demon Seed. His strength is not to be underestimated."

"He also fought and killed Liang Tian in a direct confrontation, right before everyone's eyes."

Hong Pengtian said gravely.

He also couldn't understand how such a formidable person could have emerged from a minor place like Cangshui County.

But that was what had happened.

"It was my idea for Liang Tian to go down the mountain this time..."

"I bear some responsibility for his death."

"I would like to make a trip down the mountain."

Yang Fanyu understood why Hong Pengtian had summoned him.

As the head disciple of the Spirit Sun Sect, Liang Tian could not be allowed to die in vain.

Someone had to answer for it.

But as the Sect Leader of the Spirit Sun Sect, Hong Pengtian was responsible for the Sect's affairs and could not conveniently leave.

Thus, summoning him was essentially a request for him to go down the mountain.

And Yang Fanyu was well aware of this.

He bore some responsibility for Liang Tian's death, which was why he had offered to go himself.

Hong Pengtian nodded immediately. "Then I must trouble you, Elder Yang."

"The world is in upheaval, and the ancient powers are re-emerging one by one. Our Spirit Sun Sect's reputation cannot be ruined at the hands of a mere Director."

Yang Fanyu cupped his fist. "Rest assured, Sect Leader. I will bring back that boy's head."

With that, he turned and left Spirit Sun Hall.

And just like that, Yang Fanyu descended the mountain.

He did not consider Han Yuan a threat in the slightest.

After all, he had stepped into the Innate Realm decades ago; his Cultivation was profound.

Even if Han Yuan's combat prowess was somewhat greater than expected, Yang Fanyu paid it no mind.

He brought no disciples with him and traveled without rest, finally arriving in Cangshui County Town five days later.

Yang Fanyu's only thought was to kill his target and return to the Sect to complete his mission.

The Spirit Sun Sect was built upon a Middle Spiritual Land where the Spiritual Qi was rich and dense.

Now that he had come to the Mortal World, he found the Spiritual Qi foul and thin. It made him feel uncomfortable, even a little disgusted.

After asking for directions, he soon arrived before the Cangshui Celestial Observation Bureau.

"Who goes there?"

A Black Death Guard asked in a cold voice upon seeing Yang Fanyu approach.

"I am Yang Fanyu of the Spirit Sun Sect. Tell your Director to come out."

"Or else, I'll kill you."

Yang Fanyu said with a smile.

An invisible and utterly terrifying pressure emanated from him, bearing down on the two Black Death Guards.

The power of an Innate Grandmaster was naturally more than the Black Death Guards could withstand.

The two Black Death Guards felt their hearts pound in their chests, overcome with panic.

"The Director... is not at the Observatory right now."

one of the Black Death Guards said, his voice trembling.

"Not here?! Then where is he?"

Yang Fanyu's brows knitted together.

'Could it be this Han Yuan got word ahead of time and fled?'

'If that's the case, things will become troublesome.'

'The world is a vast place; if Han Yuan starts running all over, he'll be difficult to hunt down.'

"Director Han is in seclusion in the Thunderstruck Forest... We don't know when he will come out."

The Black Death Guard answered hurriedly.

The might of an Innate Grandmaster was simply too terrifying. His heart was pounding with fear, so he quickly answered with everything he knew.

"The Thunderstruck Forest..."

"Lead the way."

Yang Fanyu snorted coldly.

Though helpless, the two Black Death Guards didn't dare to resist and could only obediently lead the way.

Yang Fanyu was not afraid of it being a trap.

For an Innate Grandmaster, even the world's finest Divine Weapons would struggle to break through their Innate Energy Shield.

Furthermore, Innate Grandmasters possessed an incredibly formidable Life Force.

To them, numbers were just that—numbers. They held no real meaning.

Not unless Han Yuan could manage to recruit another Innate Grandmaster.

Otherwise, Yang Fanyu had nothing to fear.

RUMBLE!!!

Just as they left the city and headed toward the Thunderstruck Forest, a low rumble of thunder echoed across the sky.

"Is it going to rain?"

One of the Black Death Guards looked up at the overcast sky and muttered.

"Just keep leading the way."

Yang Fanyu said with displeasure.

Hearing Yang Fanyu's voice, the Black Death Guard snapped back to his senses and hurried forward.

Soon, they arrived at the edge of the Thunderstruck Forest.

"Director Han is in seclusion inside."

The Black Death Guard pointed at the dense woods ahead, his voice trembling as he spoke.

"Mm."

Yang Fanyu nodded and then flicked his sleeve.

POP! POP!

The heads of the two Black Death Guards suddenly burst into flames, blossoming like fireworks.

Even after their bodies fell to the ground, they continued to burn furiously until only ashes remained.

Without a single glance, Yang Fanyu walked directly into the Thunderstruck Forest.

Along the way, none of the traps and ambushes he had expected materialized.

Yang Fanyu found this rather strange.

'What is this Han Yuan up to?'

Yang Fanyu clasped his hands behind his back, looking as leisurely as an old man out for a spring stroll.

Before long, he arrived in the depths of the Thunderstruck Forest.

There, he saw a Daoist Temple.

'Wind and Thunder Temple...'

'It seems Han Yuan must be in seclusion inside this Daoist Temple.'

Yang Fanyu muttered to himself.

He saw that the Daoist Temple's main gate was shut tight and, quite politely, knocked.

CREAK.

A powerfully built young man with deep-set eyes pushed open the Daoist Temple's gate.

"And you are?"

the young man asked softly, looking at Yang Fanyu.

"I am Yang Fanyu of the Spirit Sun Sect. I've come here specifically to find the Director of the Cangshui Celestial Observation Bureau, Han Yuan."

Yang Fanyu said with a smile.

"That would be me."

The young man grinned.

"Good."

"I was worried you had run off."

Yang Fanyu chuckled.

"Why would I run?"

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Han Yuan grinned, revealing a set of pearly white teeth.

"Oh? So you were waiting for me?"

A hint of surprised suspicion appeared in Yang Fanyu's eyes.

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