I Grind to Martial Saint

Chapter 112: Cracking Melon Seeds

I Grind to Martial Saint

Chapter 112: Cracking Melon Seeds

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Chapter 112: Chapter 112: Cracking Melon Seeds

The Wangling Sect believer, a man named Lü Jiang, changed his clothes and left the city, following the path of Gao Jun’s ambush.

More than twenty li out from the city, Lü Jiang found the lingering traces of a fight.

The signs of battle were distinct—far beyond what any ordinary person could have caused.

Moreover, the traces were fresh, indicating the fight had happened not long ago.

He began searching near the main road and soon found a spot with obvious signs of disturbed earth.

When Lü Jiang dug away the soil, a deathly pale corpse was instantly revealed.

It was none other than the Great Protector, Gao Jun!

Upon seeing Gao Jun’s body, Lü Jiang’s expression turned grim.

He thought for a moment before deciding to rebury Gao Jun’s body.

This place was a great distance from Cangshui County Town, and it would be inconvenient to bring the body back.

Besides, carrying a corpse into the city was far too conspicuous and would easily attract the attention of the Government Office.

In any case, he had confirmed Gao Jun’s death. All he had to do was return and report to the Priest.

Soon, Lü Jiang departed in a hurry.

He, however, did not know.

In the forest not far away, a pair of eyes had been watching.

’I can’t believe someone actually came to dig up the body.’

Zhai Mu narrowed his eyes.

After Han Yuan had returned to the city, he had contacted him through an urgent channel.

Upon hearing that it was related to the Wangling Sect, Zhai Mu hadn’t dared to be careless and had been lying in wait in the nearby woods.

In fact, it was just as Han Yuan had predicted.

With Han Yuan appearing in the city while Gao Jun had vanished without a trace, the Wangling Sect was sure to send someone to investigate and dig up Gao Jun’s body.

Watching Lü Jiang gradually disappear into the distance, Zhai Mu finally emerged from the woods and began to tail him quietly.

As a master thief, his tracking skills were naturally superb, and Lü Jiang remained completely unaware.

More than two hours later, Lü Jiang was back in Cangshui County Town.

He crossed several main streets and soon arrived before a private residence in an alley, where he took out a key and opened the door.

Zhai Mu observed from a hiding spot in a corner.

He didn’t dare get too close. After silently memorizing the location, he turned and left.

Zhai Mu moved quickly, and before long, he arrived at a private room in a teahouse.

Han Yuan was inside, eating fried dough sticks and meat buns.

"You really called it."

"Someone actually went to dig up the body right where you said they would."

Zhai Mu said in a low voice.

"You’re back so soon. Does that mean the man is also in Cangshui County Town?"

Han Yuan asked earnestly, taking a bite of his meat bun.

"Yes... He’s over in Tonghe Alley..." Zhai Mu gave him the address.

Han Yuan stood up as soon as he heard. He left a silver note on the table. "Thanks for your help. I have to go."

With that, he quickly left the private room.

Zhai Mu casually picked up a meat bun and popped it into his mouth. He glanced at the amount written on the silver note with his other hand and broke into a satisfied smile.

......

Han Yuan, of course, returned to the Observatory.

Gao Jun wasn’t a master on the Black List, so his head couldn’t be exchanged for any Contribution Points.

But Han Yuan had his own clever methods and was determined to make the most of Gao Jun’s body.

He went directly to Du Qiuxu and claimed to have found one of the Wangling Sect’s strongholds in Cangshui County Town.

Hearing that it concerned the Wangling Sect, even Du Qiuxu didn’t dare treat it lightly. He asked seriously, "Han Yuan, are you certain that place is truly a Wangling Sect stronghold?"

"I’m certain," Han Yuan said, his gaze turning serious.

"How did you find out?"

"Even the Feiying Tribe couldn’t uncover this, yet you managed to find it."

Du Qiuxu said, surprised and suspicious.

"That just means the Feiying Tribe is a bunch of trash and should be completely replaced."

Han Yuan chuckled.

"Indeed... The Feiying Tribe really isn’t what it used to be."

Du Qiuxu nodded, then narrowed his eyes. "Kid, you still haven’t answered my question."

"Supervisor Du, a man has his secrets."

"In any case, my information is definitely genuine."

"As for how I got it, you don’t need to concern yourself with that."

Han Yuan said with a smile.

He couldn’t be bothered to explain the situation with Gao Jun.

The main reason was that his opponent had been a True Qi Martial Artist. For an Inner Breath Martial Artist like himself to have defeated him single-handedly would be too shocking.

It was better not to say anything.

Du Qiuxu was tactful enough not to press the issue. Instead, he asked with a smile, "Han Yuan, how many Contribution Points are you planning to ask for this time?"

"Two thousand shouldn’t be too much, right?"

Han Yuan replied with a small smile.

"Two thousand isn’t a lot. It all depends on whether the location you’ve provided contains someone worth two thousand Contribution Points."

Du Qiuxu let out a hearty laugh.

He stood up and walked out of the hall.

"Come, let’s go meet these fiends from the Wangling Sect!"

Normally, Du Qiuxu wouldn’t take action personally.

However, this situation was special. The Wangling Sect fiends were a great menace, and they were hidden right here in Cangshui County Town.

He wouldn’t feel at ease sending anyone else, so he decided to go himself.

Soon.

A large number of Black Death Soldiers were mobilized.

They marched out from the Observatory and silently surrounded Tonghe Alley.

Han Yuan sat on a rooftop, overlooking the courtyard ahead to prevent anyone from escaping.

Meanwhile, Du Qiuxu vaulted directly into the residence.

BOOM!!!

Soon.

Two terrifyingly powerful auras erupted from within the residence, punctuated by loud bangs.

Not long after.

The house in the residence collapsed with a thunderous crash.

Two figures leaped out from the rubble and clashed once more.

Han Yuan took out a handful of melon seeds and began to crack them open, simply sitting on the edge of the roof to watch the show.

Du Qiuxu brandished a Coiling Dragon Staff.

WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH~~~

The air howled as the afterimages of the staff formed a dense, impenetrable barrier.

His opponent, however, was an enormous Ghost with a green face and long tusks, wreathed in an aura of death.

The Ghost wielded a Wolf Fang Club, smashing it forward with immense, heavy force.

Each swing obliterated numerous afterimages of the staff.

The fight was intensely fierce for a moment.

’Looks like those two thousand Contribution Points are in the bag.’

’To be able to transform like this, this guy must be a Three Soul Mage at least.’

Han Yuan muttered to himself.

He had been cramming information about the Evil Demon Seed these past few days.

After all, the stronger a person’s Divine Soul, the more of the Evil Demon Seed’s power they could withstand.

This was because those with strong Divine Souls could more easily sense the Evil Demon Seed.

Judging by the aura radiating from this Ghost, it was far stronger than the two Mages he had encountered in Wushan Town.

Han Yuan continued to crack his melon seeds, watching Du Qiuxu and the green-faced Ghost trade blows.

’Du Qiuxu is the Supervisor of the Demon Extermination Tribe, after all. There’s no way he can’t even handle this green-faced Ghost, right?’

RUMBLE!!

Unable to gain the upper hand after a prolonged assault, Du Qiuxu seemed to be growing annoyed.

He let out a great roar. The Coiling Dragon Staff in his hand began to emit a faint golden light, and the Black Dragon carved around it seemed to come to life, transforming into a roaring golden dragon.

"Golden Dragon Subduing Demon!"

He gripped the staff with both hands and brought it down squarely on the green-faced Ghost’s head.

CLANG!

A terrifying, surging shockwave erupted, violently shattering even the courtyard walls.

The green-faced Ghost cried out in pain. The staff had struck its head viciously, leaving it battered and bloody.

However, this seemed to only stoke the Ghost’s ferocity. It swung its Wolf Fang Club with savage brutality and charged at Du Qiuxu.

RUMBLE!!!

The two combatants began to fight with even greater frenzy.

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