I Grind to Martial Saint

"Who has so little decency, shooting arrows in the middle of the night?"

"They almost hit me!"

Suddenly, a displeased voice came from up ahead on the road.

When Ding Zihu heard the voice, his eyes shot wide open, and he instinctively turned to look.

A burly figure slowly emerged from the darkness, an arrow held in his hand.

The masked leader hadn't expected this to happen.

He narrowed his eyes and said coolly, "Friend, since you're not hurt, you should leave now. Don't push your luck."

Hearing this, the burly figure wasn't having any of it. He grumbled, "What do you mean, 'push my luck?' That arrow flew right past my face! If it had been off by just a little, it would've gone straight through my head!"

The masked leader's patience ran out. He snorted, "Fourth, take care of this guy!"

"Yes!"

At his word, one of the masked men charged toward the burly figure. His long saber became a streak of light as he brought it down in a vicious slash!

THUMP!

A dull thud rang out.

The burly figure had thrown a simple punch.

But it was so fast that not even the masked leader could see it clearly.

He only saw his subordinate's head explode violently. Blood splattered more than ten meters, some of it landing on his own face.

"This..."

The masked leader was so stunned by this turn of events that he was speechless.

That punch was too terrifying.

It looked so simple, yet it showed him the true meaning of despair.

Because that punch was so simple.

There were no techniques, just a straight punch.

But its explosive power and speed were simply dumbfounding.

'If that punch had been aimed at me,' he thought, 'my head would have exploded all the same.'

"Whatever... I'm done playing with you guys."

"Daring to disturb my sleep... you can all go die."

Han Yuan was clearly cranky from being woken up. His figure flickered as he charged the remaining masked men.

"Attack together, maybe we still have a chance!"

Seeing this, the masked leader could only muster his courage and shout loudly.

The remaining masked men heard him and could only circulate the True Qi in their bodies as they charged Han Yuan.

Han Yuan didn't even bother to draw his Dragon Sparrow Cloud-Splitting Saber, his fists flying in a constant barrage.

Ding Zihu couldn't even make out Han Yuan's movements. All he could see were the masked men's heads exploding one after another.

Afterward, blood and brain matter splattered all over the ground.

All that remained were headless corpses.

"Ding Zihu, why are you here?"

Han Yuan, having finished the slaughter as if he'd merely crushed a few ants, turned to the stupefied Ding Zihu and asked.

"I came here specifically to find you."

Ding Zihu chuckled.

"Specifically to find me?"

Han Yuan was taken aback.

"That's right... I was originally going to head to Cangshui County Town to seek refuge with you. But when I was passing through Qing'an City, I happened to hear about you, so I've been following your trail."

"I've been chasing you for days... but I couldn't find you. Instead, my enemies found me."

Ding Zihu said with lingering fear.

'It's a good thing I stuck to my gut and didn't take that shadowy path, but kept heading south.'

'Sure enough, my sliver of hope appeared, didn't it?'

"Seek refuge with me?"

Han Yuan smiled. "What kind of trouble have you gotten yourself into this time?"

"I'll tell you in a bit."

The current scene was making Ding Zihu a little squeamish.

"Come with me."

Han Yuan led Ding Zihu several dozen meters ahead.

He had been resting beside the road tonight; his campfire was still burning.

The arrow really had almost hit him, but he had reacted in time and dodged it.

It could only be described as the will of heaven.

After Ding Zihu sat down, he began to tell Han Yuan about his experiences these past few days.

"Not long after I left Jianghe Province, I was roaming around and heard that a phantom of a Phoenix had appeared in the Wutong Mountain Range in Yan Province, so I went to check it out."

"And what do you know, I actually found something in the Wutong Mountain Range. I stumbled upon a mysterious ruin."

Han Yuan said in surprise, "You really have a knack for finding these things."

Last time, in the Spiritual Land, it was because Ding Zihu had found that Underground City that they had managed to escape the Spiritual Qi Storm.

And now he'd found another ruin.

"Hehe... it's all luck."

"Anyway, deep in the Wutong Mountain Range, I found an ancient ruin... I learned later that the place is called Nirvana Cliff. Legend has it that a Phoenix once underwent Nirvana Rebirth there."

"Inside Nirvana Cliff... I found a mysterious pearl. I didn't know what it was at the time, so I just took it."

"But I didn't expect that not long after leaving Nirvana Cliff, I'd start being relentlessly hunted by a mysterious group."

"I kept asking around and eventually learned that the pearl I found on Nirvana Cliff is called the Black Phoenix Pearl."

"Legend says... that if a person holds the Black Phoenix Pearl in their mouth at the moment of death, they can undergo Nirvana Rebirth and live a second life... but I have no idea if that's true or not."

"I was being hunted so relentlessly that I had nowhere else to turn. My only thought was to head to Cangshui County and seek help from an old friend—you."

Ding Zihu sighed.

"And this group that's hunting you, what organization are they?"

Han Yuan couldn't help but ask.

"I've looked into it... They're a mysterious organization called Ash Tower."

"They're said to be a secret organization... that deals in all sorts of strange and unusual things."

"And this time, they've latched onto me and won't let go."

Ding Zihu said in a low voice.

"Ash Tower... I've never heard of it either."

Han Yuan shook his head. "But my current situation might be even worse than yours... An Ancient Sect is hunting me..."

Han Yuan explained the situation with the Spirit Sun Sect.

After listening, Ding Zihu couldn't help but remark, "We really are brothers in misfortune."

"So what do you plan to do?"

Han Yuan asked.

"What a stupid question. Of course I'm sticking with you."

"It's safer to stay by your side."

Ding Zihu laughed.

"Suit yourself... When you have enough lice, you stop fearing the bites."

Han Yuan didn't mind.

The two of them rested there until dawn, then continued on their way.

On the road, Ding Zihu also learned where Han Yuan was going this time.

Taicang Mountain.

"Taicang Mountain... I've heard of it."

"The place is a bit strange... No one would actually cultivate there, right?"

Ding Zihu said with a frown.

"A forbidden place?"

"What's the story with that?"

Han Yuan asked.

"I read about Taicang Mountain in one of the Ancient Texts. It said the place is very bizarre... After Abnormal People cultivate there, their personalities become completely uncontrollable. They start having all sorts of hallucinations, and then, as if possessed by a Resentful Soul, they start claiming to be someone else..."

"Therefore, it's best for Abnormal People not to linger after entering Taicang Mountain, but to leave as quickly as possible."

"If you stay too long, you'll go mad."

Ding Zihu said.

Han Yuan was lost in thought.

'Ding Zihu really is well-informed to know even these kinds of secrets.'

Still, he wanted to make a trip to Taicang Mountain and see if he could find Chunyangzi.

Hearing this, Ding Zihu could only resign himself to accompanying his friend into danger.

Besides, his personality was one that loved to explore strange and mysterious places.

........

Spirit Sun Sect, Main Hall.

"You're saying... Han Yuan appeared in Qing'an City in Nanwu Province?"

Hong Pengtian asked in a deep voice.

"That's correct. He slew a revived Evil Demon Seed in Qing'an City."

The Steward Elder said, cupping his fists.

"Hmph!"

"Does he still think he's the Observatory Director? Still trying to slay Evil Demon Seeds."

Hong Pengtian snorted again. "And have his current whereabouts been confirmed?"

At this, the Steward Elder's expression became troubled. "Reporting to the Sect Leader... not yet..."

"Useless!"

"Send more men to Qing'an City and find Han Yuan's location for me!"

Hong Pengtian roared.

"Sect Leader... I recently made contact with an intelligence organization in the Martial World, called the Thousand Threads Workshop."

"Perhaps we can use an organization like this from the Martial World to pinpoint Han Yuan's location."

the Steward Elder suggested.

The Spirit Sun Sect was far too detached from the secular world.

He felt that even if they sent more disciples to Qing'an City, it would be a waste of effort.

Spending some money to hire an intelligence organization was the best solution.

Hearing this, Hong Pengtian fell into thought.

He thought for a moment, then said, "Very well... Let the Thousand Threads Workshop track Han Yuan's movements."

"Money is no object... Just make sure you find him!"

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