I Grind to Martial Saint

After meowing, the Orange Cat jumped directly onto the windowsill.

"When did you start becoming like this?"

Han Yuan asked directly.

He knew this Orange Cat was the very same cat statue he had brought back from White Stone Island.

Last night, upon returning to his room, he had caught the faint scent of fish. His suspicion had then fallen on the cat statue, prompting him to go out and catch another Dragon Beard Fish.

Han Yuan just hadn’t expected the cat statue to actually be an Orange Cat.

"Meow... Lord Meow doesn’t know either... I just woke up from a deep sleep in a daze."

The Orange Cat spoke.

"You can actually talk..."

Han Yuan was a bit surprised.

He originally thought communicating with this Orange Cat would be very difficult.

He hadn’t expected it to speak human words.

"Meowww~ After spending these last few days by your side, I figured out how to talk."

The Orange Cat licked its paws.

Knowing Han Yuan meant it no harm, it appeared quite relaxed.

"That’s good... So, what exactly are you?"

"Why did you turn into a statue and appear on White Stone Island?"

Han Yuan asked directly.

"Lord Meow doesn’t know..."

"I’ve lost all my memories... After I woke up, I was by your side."

"I don’t remember a single thing about the past."

The Orange Cat shook its head cutely.

"Really?"

Han Yuan narrowed his eyes.

"Lord Meow really doesn’t remember."

"If I remembered who I was, I would have left your side long ago."

The Orange Cat sighed helplessly.

It truly had no memories, had even forgotten its own name, and could only stay by Han Yuan’s side.

Hearing its words, Han Yuan frowned slightly. "You don’t have any memories at all?"

The ruins they had found on White Stone Island showed clear signs of the Chaotic Ancient Era.

In other words, the Orange Cat had to be an old relic from the Chaotic Ancient Era.

Too bad it couldn’t remember a thing.

"Nothing... a complete blank."

"Lord Meow is quite distressed, too... Meow... I want to get my memories back as well."

The Orange Cat wore a sorrowful expression, just like a human.

"Then you can just stay by my side for now."

"When you remember something, tell me."

Han Yuan said softly.

"Alright."

"I guess Lord Meow won’t have to turn back into a statue anymore."

The Orange Cat nodded.

Han Yuan wasn’t worried about the Orange Cat.

He had been carrying it around for so long without any incidents.

Its gluttony was the only thing that had given it away.

After settling things with the Orange Cat, he got on his bed and resumed his Cultivation.

The Orange Cat, however, rolled its eyes and snuck out again.

It returned half an hour later, its belly round and bulging. It was obviously stuffed.

It wore a look of pure satisfaction as it flopped onto the desk and fell into a deep sleep.

This time, however, it didn’t turn into stone.

.....

「The next day.」

Liao Tu discovered that the Dragon Beard Fish Han Yuan had brought back was missing again.

But this time he didn’t investigate, as if the matter had never happened.

Over the next few days, members of the Wuhuo Tribe would occasionally spot a fat Orange Cat leaping about.

Liao Tu simply told his people not to disturb the Orange Cat.

Ding Zihu and the Orange Cat, however, had a rocky start that led to friendship, and the two quickly became inseparable.

As for Liao Tu, he continued to send tribesmen to the various other tribes in Taicang Mountain to ask for news about Chunyangzi.

So far, however, there had been no results.

Han Yuan wasn’t anxious either and waited patiently.

In the blink of an eye, another four days passed.

「On this day.」

A group of people entered Taicang Mountain.

The members of this group were tall, dressed in crimson robes—they were the disciples of the Red Flame Sect.

The leader was a large, red-haired man with coarse features, as fierce and violent as a fiery lion.

"Sect Leader, five days have passed and we’ve heard nothing from the Wuhuo Tribe. It seems they won’t cry until they’re staring at their own coffins."

An elder of the Red Flame Sect said coldly.

"I knew the Wuhuo Tribe wouldn’t submit so easily."

"After all, the Burning Stone holds a place of supreme importance to the Wuhuo Tribe."

Zhou Bingtong said lightly.

"Then they can’t blame us for what comes next."

The Red Flame Elder said in a low voice.

"Hmph... In the Red Flame Sect’s several hundred years, no one has ever been able to break through to the Innate realm."

"I, Zhou Bingtong, must take this step!"

Zhou Bingtong’s eyes were filled with craving.

Breaking through to the Innate Grandmaster realm was an incredibly difficult feat.

Zhou Bingtong knew the limits of his own talent. Without the boon of a Middle Spiritual Land, breaking through with only a Lower-class Spiritual Land was absolutely impossible.

The only way was to rely on Curiosities.

With the help of a Curiosity and the Spiritual Qi from a Lower-class Spiritual Land, he might just have a chance.

And the Wuhuo Tribe’s Burning Stone was the Curiosity that Zhou Bingtong had his eyes on.

To obtain this Burning Stone, he would stop at nothing!

They had long since determined the Wuhuo Tribe’s exact location. Moving swiftly through the mountain forest, they soon arrived at the tribe’s entrance.

Liao Tu and Liao Gu were already waiting, having gathered several hundred of the Wuhuo Tribe’s young warriors. Armed with Battle Spears, they stood defiantly at the entrance to their settlement.

At this moment.

A dozen braziers were blazing fiercely.

The people of the Wuhuo Tribe believed that fire could bring them unparalleled strength.

Zhou Bingtong saw the Wuhuo Tribe’s display and dismissed it, thinking they were just trying to be mysterious.

"Liao Tu, I gave you ten days to think it over."

"So, what have you decided?"

Zhou Bingtong said in a cold voice.

"Zhou Bingtong, I’ve already said it many times."

"The Burning Stone is my tribe’s Holy Artifact. It will never be handed over to an outsider."

"You should give up on that idea."

Liao Tu held his Battle Spear, his gaze firm.

"Hmph... Then don’t blame me for being ruthless."

"I’ll give you ten more seconds. If you don’t agree, I’ll make the Wuhuo Tribe disappear from Taicang Mountain forever!"

An incredibly violent, searing aura erupted from Zhou Bingtong, bearing down hard on Liao Tu!

He was using his sheer presence to overwhelm him!

He knew that Liao Tu’s strength was roughly equivalent to the Peak of True Qi Realm.

To him, that was nothing. He could crush Liao Tu with ease.

Liao Tu struggled under the crushing pressure of this aura. Sweat poured down his body as he relied solely on his physical strength to resist.

But this way, he couldn’t speak.

If he were to speak, the focus he was maintaining would break.

Then, Zhou Bingtong’s aura might truly crush him.

Seeing this, Liao Gu hurriedly stepped forward.

He held a crimson stone in his hands.

The stone was palm-sized, shaped like a smooth pebble, and its surface was covered with fiery patterns.

When Liao Gu lifted this stone with both hands, a crimson aura spread out.

Liao Tu instantly felt the violent aura pressing on him lessen considerably.

When Zhou Bingtong saw the stone, however, his expression turned to one of pure greed.

Because this stone was precisely the Burning Stone he had been searching so desperately for.

"Zhou Bingtong... unless you kill every single one of us in the Wuhuo Tribe."

"Otherwise, the Burning Stone will never fall into your hands."

Liao Tu said in a cold voice.

"Haha... And you think killing all of you would be difficult?"

Just as Zhou Bingtong was about to make his move.

Han Yuan, however, stepped out from among the Wuhuo Tribe’s young warriors.

"Today... your opponent is me."

Han Yuan said with a smile.

Seeing Han Yuan, Zhou Bingtong’s brow furrowed slightly.

Because judging from Han Yuan’s appearance, temperament, and clothes, one could tell at a glance he was not a member of the Wuhuo Tribe, but one of the Great Spirit People.

In other words, he was the outside help the Wuhuo Tribe had brought in from beyond Taicang Mountain.

"Kid... there are some things you shouldn’t get involved in."

"Leave now... and you can keep your life."

Zhou Bingtong said threateningly.

"I was about to say the same thing to you."

Han Yuan said softly.

Hearing this, Zhou Bingtong immediately sneered.

However, he couldn’t gauge Han Yuan’s strength. After a moment’s thought, he said softly, "Elder Wang, you go and deal with this brat."

"Remember to be rough with him... no need for mercy."

A bald, brutish-looking man stepped forward and grinned. "Rest assured, Sect Leader. I’m known for my heavy hand. I’ll be sure to tear this arrogant brat in two."

Zhou Bingtong smiled and nodded. "That would be best."

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