I Grind to Martial Saint
Chapter 85: The Reason
Han Yuan had no objections, and neither did Huang Xian’Er.
After all, even if it was a wasted trip, they would still get five hundred Contribution Points.
"In that case, you should set out as soon as possible."
"Xu Feng will fill you in on the details about Wushan County on the way."
Du Qiuxu departed in a hurry after he finished speaking.
As the Supervisor of the Observatory’s Demon Extermination Tribe, he had a great many matters to attend to.
He had only come to give instructions personally this time because the Feiying Tribe’s outpost had been annihilated.
On a typical day, it was nearly impossible to catch a glimpse of the Supervisor.
"You two, the Feiying Tribe has already arranged for swift horses."
"We can depart at once."
Once Du Qiuxu had left, Xu Feng spoke in a low voice.
He was exceedingly respectful in the presence of Han Yuan and Huang Xian’Er.
Han Yuan was one thing—by now, who in Cangshui County Town hadn’t heard of the "Overseas Dragon"?
As for Huang Xian’Er, she was the young lady of the prominent Huang Family. Furthermore, she had stepped into the Inner Breath Realm just half a month ago.
He couldn’t afford to offend either of them.
"Let’s go, then."
Han Yuan said in a low voice.
Huang Xian’Er, who was seen by others as cold and aloof, followed right behind Han Yuan like his attendant.
As for Xu Feng, he naturally brought up the rear.
Riding horses was forbidden within Cangshui County Town.
But this rule clearly didn’t apply to the people of the Observatory.
Once they had ridden their swift horses out of Cangshui County Town, Han Yuan had Xu Feng lead the way.
This was mainly because he wasn’t familiar with the route to Wushan County.
......
After a full day of travel, they found a dilapidated temple in the wilderness to take shelter in.
Xu Feng gathered some firewood and started a campfire.
Out in the wilderness, there was nothing to eat but jerky.
Even a young lady like Huang Xian’Er was no exception.
"At this pace, we should reach Wushan County in two days."
Xu Feng said quietly.
"Two days... Not bad."
"That’s not too long."
Han Yuan nodded lightly.
He then began to ask about the specifics of the situation in Wushan County.
Xu Feng took out a case file and handed it to Han Yuan. "All the information on the case of our Wushan County outpost’s destruction is in here."
Han Yuan opened the file, his curiosity piqued.
The Feiying Tribe’s agents were spread throughout Cangshui County, responsible for gathering all kinds of intelligence.
As a major county, Wushan County naturally housed a small outpost for the Feiying Tribe.
The outpost was actually comprised of just two people, a man named Huang Bei and a woman named Zhao Lu. They were posing as a married couple and ran a tavern in Wushan County.
But just three days ago, the two of them mysteriously disappeared overnight.
Their home was ransacked and all their valuables were stolen. On the surface, it looked like a simple robbery.
But while the two weren’t Demon Exterminators, they were Flying Eagle Guards. They knew Martial Arts and had reached Gathering Power Cultivation, so a common thief would be no match for them.
Besides, a mysterious overnight disappearance seemed suspicious no matter how you looked at it.
That was why the Feiying Tribe had sought assistance from the Demon Extermination Tribe to investigate in Wushan County.
After reading it, Han Yuan passed the case file to Huang Xian’Er.
"Interesting..."
"Looks like this trip to Wushan might be quite thrilling."
Huang Xian’Er said with a light laugh after she finished reading.
"I suppose so."
Based on the current information, Han Yuan had no idea how Huang Bei and Zhao Lu had really disappeared.
He would only find out the truth after investigating in Wushan County Town.
With their official business concluded and a long night ahead, the three of them began to chat idly in the dilapidated temple.
"Oh, right."
"The Divine Fist Sect’s eldest disciple has come down from the mountain."
"He’ll probably come to Cangshui County looking for you, since you killed Liu Zhou in the street."
Huang Xian’Er remembered something.
The incident was common knowledge in Cangshui County, so she didn’t mind speaking of it in front of Xu Feng.
"The Divine Fist Sect’s eldest disciple... Is he strong?"
Han Yuan asked.
"Very. Among the Inner Breath Experts in Cangshui County, he ranks in the top ten."
"And, like you, he’s a man obsessed with the Martial Dao."
"You need to be careful if you run into him."
Huang Xian’Er said earnestly.
"That strong... You’re making me feel a little excited."
There was only anticipation in Han Yuan’s eyes.
’As expected....’
Seeing Han Yuan’s expression, Huang Xian’Er shook her head inwardly.
’These people obsessed with the Martial Dao always get excited when a powerful opponent appears.’
But then she shook her head with a smile. "He’s probably in for a wasted trip this time, though."
"There’s no telling how long we’ll be in Wushan County."
Han Yuan said seriously, "If he’s truly obsessed with the Martial Dao, he’ll wait for me to return to Cangshui County Town."
Huang Xian’Er paused, then shook her head. "So certain?"
"It’s not about being certain... If it were me... I would wait too."
Han Yuan said softly.
"Is that so...."
Huang Xian’Er grew thoughtful.
’I consider my own talent to be quite good. Among the younger generation in all of Cangshui County, few are stronger than me. But compared to Han Yuan, I feel I’m nowhere near his level. Could it be because I lack that obsessive devotion to the Martial Dao?’
"Han Yuan... how about we spar?"
Huang Xian’Er proposed.
"Why the sudden urge to spar?"
Han Yuan found it a bit strange.
"I just broke through to the Inner Breath Realm recently."
"I want to see just how big the gap between us... really is."
Huang Xian’Er’s expression was earnest.
Han Yuan shrugged. "Fine, a few moves it is."
Xu Feng’s eyes lit up.
’A match between these two should be quite a spectacle,’ he thought.
Han Yuan and Huang Xian’Er stepped outside the dilapidated temple.
The moonlight was bright, providing more than enough light.
Facing Han Yuan, Huang Xian’Er knew better than to hold back.
She immediately circulated her Inner Breath, her figure leaping lightly as she thrust her sword toward Han Yuan in a seemingly slow motion.
The strike was incredibly deceptive.
It looked slow, but in reality, it was unimaginably fast.
A single misjudgment would lead to a fatal blow.
Even Han Yuan was nearly caught, forcing him to draw his blade in a hurry and cut out in a wide sweep.
But with a flick of her wrist, Huang Xian’Er’s longsword trembled, creating three illusory sword blossoms in mid-air.
"Interesting!"
Han Yuan exclaimed in admiration. He put power into his wrist, and the Cold Blade vibrated as it slashed out rapidly.
SWISH SWISH SWISH~~~
In an instant.
It sounded like the cry of countless vicious birds.
A bone-chillingly cold arc of blade light appeared like a great net cast wide.
Even though it was just an ordinary Third-Class Blade Technique,
when backed by Han Yuan’s terrifyingly explosive power, it displayed an extraordinary might.
Only one of the three sword blossoms was real.
But Han Yuan had no intention of trying to tell which.
He chose the most direct and brutal method.
To destroy all three sword blossoms!
In the blink of an eye,
a dense wave of Sword Qi tore the three sword blossoms to shreds.
With a low roar, Han Yuan put his full force into his right arm, and the Cold Blade fell like a bolt of lightning.
Huang Xian’Er swung her sword to block!
CLANG!
She was forced back several steps.
The next moment.
Huang Xian’Er felt a slight chill on her neck.
A long blade was pressed against her neck.
"I can’t believe it... I thought I could last at least a dozen moves against you."
Huang Xian’Er said with a bitter smile.
"A month ago... you probably could have."
Han Yuan put away his Cold Blade and said softly.
"This won’t do... After we get back, I’m going to train even harder."
Huang Xian’Er wasn’t discouraged.