I Grind to Martial Saint

The middle of the night, the sound of a woman sobbing... Combined, the two created an eerie atmosphere.

This was on top of the strange events that had been happening recently in the Taicang Mountain Range, with entire tribes being mysteriously wiped out overnight.

Therefore, Liao Tu dared not let his guard down in the slightest.

If this crying wasn’t handled properly, it could bring disaster upon the entire Wuhuo Tribe!

”Go get Elder Liao Gu,”

Liao Tu ordered.

”Yes!”

A tribesman acknowledged the order and hurried off.

Soon, Liao Gu came hurrying from his stone house.

As a Priest, his physique was not much stronger than an ordinary person’s.

Moreover, he was getting on in years and his vitality was declining, so he had to ensure he got plenty of rest.

That was why at night, he could only let Liao Tu stand guard while he slept in the stone house to recover his strength.

Otherwise, he would have no energy for the next day.

Having been jolted awake in the middle of the night, it was clear he was in a terrible state.

”Chief, what’s the situation now?”

Liao Gu asked as he rushed over, still unaware of the details.

”The sobbing is still going on outside... and it seems to be getting closer and closer to our tribe....”

”It was intermittent at first, but now it’s grown more frequent.”

Liao Tu’s expression was grim.

”We have no choice but to go and see... We can’t let those unclean things enter our tribe.”

Liao Gu said gravely.

”Yes... I was thinking the same thing.”

”Priest, I will lead some men to investigate... If I don’t return... you must quickly notify Hero Han and the others. Plead with them to preserve a flicker of hope for our Wuhuo Tribe!”

Liao Tu’s face was grim.

’Han Yuan is an outsider, after all. The Wuhuo Tribe can’t just expect him to step in every time there’s trouble. It wouldn’t be right.’

That was why Liao Tu had to go investigate the situation himself first.

If he couldn’t handle it, he would have to ask Han Yuan to step in.

”Chief... I’ll take some men to investigate. You stay here.”

”These old bones of mine don’t have many years left... If something were to happen to you, who would lead the Wuhuo Tribe forward?”

”And don’t give me any of that nonsense... For the legacy of the Wuhuo to continue, you must live.”

Liao Gu said in a low, firm voice.

Liao Tu didn’t waste time on false sentiment.

He knew Liao Gu was right. He would be of far greater help to the Wuhuo Tribe if he stayed alive!

”Liao Gu Priest... I’m counting on you!”

Liao Tu took a deep breath.

”You two are dawdling.”

”Any longer and I’m afraid everyone in this tribe will be dead.”

A tall figure suddenly appeared, carrying a heavy saber on his back with a fat orange cat perched on his shoulder.

Ding Zihu stood beside Han Yuan, holding an Eight Trigrams Mirror.

”Hero Han... you’re...”

Liao Tu asked.

”Do you even have to ask? To vanquish demons, of course!”

Ding Zihu chuckled.

He, after all, was someone who knew Han Yuan’s background.

No matter what, he was a former Director of the Observatory. Any ghost or goblin would know to steer clear of him.

”Thank you for your help, Hero Han!”

Liao Tu said with a cupped-fist salute.

”Come with me to take a look... Don’t bring so many people, a few will be enough.”

Han Yuan said calmly.

Liao Tu immediately selected a few Tribal Warriors.

Of course, he would be going as well.

Things were different now. With Han Yuan taking action, the risk was naturally not as great.

This time, Liao Gu had no objections.

Han Yuan led these few people out of the Wuhuo Tribe, following the sound of the sobs.

The moonlight was especially bright tonight.

Not long after leaving the Wuhuo Tribe, they saw a woman in red sitting on the ground, her head bowed as she sobbed.

The moonlight spilled down, making the red of the woman’s clothes seem all the more vivid.

The sight made Liao Tu’s and the others’ skin crawl.

This was Taicang Mountain, after all.

If anyone were truly lost here, let alone a woman, even a strong, able-bodied man would be instantly torn apart by wild beasts. It was impossible for someone to be here, alive.

There was definitely something wrong with this woman.

But just then, Liao Tu saw Han Yuan nonchalantly walk right up to her.

”It’s the middle of the night, and you’re out here making a racket instead of sleeping. Have you no shame?”

Han Yuan began to curse the moment he approached.

”I... I’m lost....”

the woman in red said between sobs.

”Lost? Then go get lost somewhere else.”

”And stop ruining my sleep!”

Han Yuan was extremely irritable, and he viciously kicked out at the woman in red!

His kick was as fast as lightning. The woman in red apparently never expected Han Yuan to be so unchivalrous, and was sent flying several dozen meters.

She flew so far that Liao Tu couldn’t even see her anymore.

”Is... is that it? Is it over?”

Liao Tu’s eyes widened.

He hadn’t expected Han Yuan to use such a crude and violent method.

”No... It’s not over yet.”

Han Yuan shook his head.

At that moment, the Orange Cat leaped down from Han Yuan’s shoulder.

Its fur stood on end, and it looked unusually vicious.

Ding Zihu also raised his Eight Trigrams Mirror, pointing it forward.

BZZZZ~~

Liao Tu soon heard a strange buzzing sound.

In the next moment, countless red dots flew out of the darkness, swarming toward them like a frenzied hornet hive.

By the moonlight, Liao Tu could clearly see that the red dots were, in fact, bizarre and savage red flying insects.

These red flying insects had exceptionally menacing mouthparts that made one’s heart pound in fear!

At that moment, Liao Tu finally understood what had happened to the corpses of the Cyan Tiger Tribe.

They must have been devoured by these red flying insects!

”Watch out!”

Han Yuan let out a low roar, gripping his Dragon Sparrow Cloud-Splitting Saber with both hands and hacking and slashing relentlessly.

Eight Extremes·Water-Splitting Slash!

An arc of saber light, dark as water, howled through the air.

It surged like a black tide, sweeping toward the swarm of red insects ahead!

SWOOOSH!!!!

Even though the Dragon Sparrow Cloud-Splitting Saber weighed hundreds of pounds, Han Yuan’s swings were still blindingly fast. Not a single red insect could get within a meter of his body before being shredded by the vicious arcs of his blade.