I Grind to Martial Saint

There was no epic struggle like everyone had imagined.

Only a crushing, one-sided defeat.

Dong Sen and Zheng Xi had been utterly powerless against Han Yuan, killed without putting up any resistance.

Everyone from the Great Demon Palace stared in a daze.

Even the few Elders stood with their mouths agape, not knowing what to say.

Then, someone realized that with the deaths of Dong Sen and Zheng Xi, Han Yuan was the only True Disciple left.

This meant Han Yuan would be the next Palace Master of the Great Demon Palace.

Given the strength and talent he had just displayed, no one could truly object.

But Han Yuan paid them no mind. He walked directly into the Great Demon Palace and returned to Mo Xuan Courtyard, where he had lived before.

Afterward, a series of dramatic changes swept through the Great Demon Palace.

But it all seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Han Yuan sat quietly in Mo Xuan Courtyard, composing his thoughts.

He was now at the Peak of Innate and possessed numerous Martial Arts Divine Powers. To him, dealing with Dong Sen and Zheng Xi was no different from crushing two ants.

His true combat prowess should now be sufficient to clash with a weaker Divine Sea Expert.

’Tomorrow is the real main event.’

Han Yuan muttered to himself.

His confrontation with Dong Sen and Zheng Xi today was just to create chaos, making it easier for Yan Qingyu to sneak in.

Tomorrow would be the true test.

Just then, a small stone was suddenly thrown into the courtyard from outside.

When Han Yuan saw the stone, he smiled.

He knew it was a message from Yan Qingyu, confirming that everything was fine.

After receiving the message, Han Yuan stood up, returned to his room, and began to meditate cross-legged, continuously adjusting his condition.

The next day, Song Chen came to visit.

”Han Yuan, the Palace Master is looking for you.”

Facing Han Yuan now, Song Chen was cautious and extremely reserved.

”Is he looking for me alone?”

Han Yuan asked softly.

”Yes... not in the True Demon Hall... but in the Heart-lock Cave.”

Song Chen said quietly.

”The Heart-lock Cave... What kind of place is that?”

Han Yuan was taken aback.

He had never heard of the place before.

”It is the burial place of the past Palace Masters.”

”Every generation of Palace Masters is buried in the Heart-lock Cave.”

Song Chen said.

”So, you’re saying that Situ Hui wants to see me in the Heart-lock Cave to arrange his affairs?”

Han Yuan said with a half-smile.

”That... This old man wouldn’t know.”

Song Chen said, shaking his head.

”Alright... I’ll trouble Elder Song to lead the way.”

Han Yuan didn’t press the issue.

The two of them proceeded deep into the Great Demon Palace, finally passing through a dark and gloomy tunnel to arrive before a cave filled with an aura of death.

”Han Yuan, I can only take you this far.”

”The Palace Master is waiting for you inside.”

Song Chen stopped walking.

”Fine.”

Han Yuan didn’t ask why, striding into the Heart-lock Cave.

Seeing Han Yuan’s figure gradually swallowed by the shadows of the Heart-lock Cave, Song Chen’s brow furrowed tightly.

He had known Situ Hui for many years and was familiar with the Palace Master’s personality.

He didn’t believe Situ Hui would give up the position of Palace Master to Han Yuan so easily.

He was afraid something would happen to Han Yuan now that he had gone inside.

But there was one thing he couldn’t understand.

Han Yuan was no fool, though everyone in the Great Demon Palace treated him as a complete madman.

Only Song Chen knew that while Han Yuan appeared crazed and vicious on the surface, he was extremely meticulous on the inside.

He couldn’t possibly be unaware of the risks.

That’s why Song Chen couldn’t understand: why didn’t Han Yuan flee?

He’d had plenty of time and opportunity to escape Changming Province City.

And yet, he had deliberately remained in Changming Province City.

He had even returned of his own volition this time.

Could it be that he truly wanted to seize the position of Palace Master?

”I don’t get it... I just don’t get it...”

”I wonder who will make it out of there alive.”

Song Chen muttered to himself, gazing at the deep, dark Heart-lock Cave.

A moment later, he turned and left.

Having navigated the Martial World for so many years, he knew how to look out for himself.

...

After walking through the gloomy tunnel for a while, Han Yuan entered the depths of the Heart-lock Cave.

More than a dozen dim, yellow lamps illuminated the cavern, allowing him to see everything clearly.

Han Yuan looked up and saw more than a dozen black coffins suspended from the cave ceiling.

’These coffins must contain the previous Palace Masters of the Great Demon Palace.’

Han Yuan thought to himself.

He lowered his gaze and looked toward a dark, open area.

Another black coffin rested there.

Situ Hui was sitting cross-legged atop that coffin, his eyes tightly shut.

”Meeeow~!”

The Orange Cat leaped to the ground, arched its back, and yowled at Situ Hui.

”Master, I’ve come.”

Han Yuan said, his face wreathed in smiles.

”Hahaha, my good disciple.”

”You’ve finally come.”

Hearing Han Yuan’s voice, Situ Hui opened his eyes and burst into hearty laughter.

”This is the final journey of your life, Master. Of course I had to come see you off.”

Han Yuan chuckled.

”It may not be my final journey. It could just as well be yours.”

Hearing this, Situ Hui showed no anger, simply responding with a jovial laugh.

”Is that so?”

”It seems you didn’t call me here to abdicate your position to me, then?”

Han Yuan narrowed his eyes.

”Han Yuan, from the first moment I saw you, I knew you were a smart man.”

”You should know that I never had any good intentions when I took you as my disciple.”

Situ Hui said.

”Fair enough...”

”So you plan to kill me, too?”

”You won’t have a single disciple left, then.”

”Who will inherit the Great Demon Palace in the future?”

Han Yuan asked.

”I don’t need anyone to inherit my position.”

”I will remain in this position forever.”

Situ Hui said in a low voice.

”How is that possible? You’re too old.”

”Your era is already over.”

Han Yuan shook his head.

”Yes... I am too old.”

”But you are very young. As long as I can seize your body...”

”...this era will still be mine.”

Situ Hui said earnestly.

Then, he saw that Han Yuan’s expression was completely calm, as if he weren’t surprised at all.

Now, it was Situ Hui’s turn to be surprised. ”You guessed long ago?”

Han Yuan shook his head. ”Not exactly. I originally thought you were going to use me to practice some Evil Skill for rejuvenation or something of the sort. I didn’t expect you to go straight for possession.”

”The difference between the two isn’t great, so naturally, I’m not surprised.”

Situ Hui nodded. ”No wonder...”

”But you’re a Martial Artist. How could you possibly understand the methods of Abnormal People?”

Han Yuan asked curiously.

Possession and rebirth are things that only Abnormal People should understand.

After all, Martial Artists focus on tempering their vitality and blood, continuously strengthening their own bodies.

But the act of possession involves the secrets of the Divine Soul.

That is a domain that only Abnormal People should be able to touch.

”That is not something you need to concern yourself with.”

Situ Hui had no intention of answering Han Yuan’s question.

”Alright.”

”But I have one more question. Weren’t you afraid I would just flee from Changming Province City?”

Han Yuan inquired.

”Not at all... You are a smart man, but you are also a madman.”

”When I was young, I was just like you, fanatically pursuing power.”

”You would definitely come back for the subsequent parts of the Five Emperors Great Demon Divine Skill.”

Situ Hui had read Han Yuan’s psychology perfectly.

”That’s true.”

Han Yuan admitted it directly, then added, ”But if I dared to come back, I must have a trump card.”

Situ Hui shook his head. ”Han Yuan, you are too confident.”

”Although I don’t know what trump card you have, it makes no difference to me.”

Han Yuan took a deep breath. ”Is that so... Then let me see what you’ve got.”

”To be honest, I’ve wanted to fight you for a long time!”

His eyes blazed with fanatical battle intent.

He felt himself entering a strange state.

His vitality and blood were boiling, and his muscles were in a state of unprecedented excitement, automatically expanding as he directly activated the first stage of Transformed Whale.

He had been preparing for this battle for over three years!

Every single day for those three years, he had been preparing for this fight.

This had caused his battle intent to build up to an unimaginable level.

When this battle intent erupted, it instantly filled the entire Heart-lock Cave.

”Interesting... If I were still in my prime...”

”...I might have genuinely taken you as my disciple!”

Situ Hui let out a long cry, suddenly launching himself from the coffin lid and flying through the air to attack Han Yuan.

”Bring it on!!!”

Han Yuan roared, throwing a world-shaking punch!

The light of his fist surged toward Situ Hui like a tsunami!