Chapter 10

Seeing this unexpected visitor, Yi Yun furrowed his brow. This man who had barged in was none other than the one who had caused a conflict during the grain distribution and had tried to lay hands on Jiang Xiaorou.

And Yi Yun also knew his name, Zhao Tiezhu.

“What do you want!”

Suddenly seeing Zhao Tiezhu barge in, Jiang Xiaorou became nervous. Her hand reached under the bedding, quietly grasping the arrow that had been hidden there all along.

“Hey, little girl, what are you nervous about? I’m here for a serious matter today. Young Master Lian has already begun his seclusion, planning to seclude himself for three months to break through to the Purple Blood Warrior realm, preparing for the Tai E Divine Kingdom’s warrior selection!”

“The clan leader has already issued the order. All clan members must go to the mountains to gather herbs to prepare medicinal baths for Young Master Lian! Each person must submit eight ounces of herbs every day!”

“Gather herbs? Medicinal baths?”

Yi Yun then remembered that he seemed to have fallen from a cliff and “died” while gathering herbs before.

It seemed that the so-called herb gathering was for the warriors’ medicinal baths.

Thinking about it, it was truly tragic. He had risked his life at a young age to gather herbs, and not only did he receive no compensation for his death, but his family’s grain was also reduced.

“Each person must submit eight ounces of herbs every day? How is that possible?” Jiang Xiaorou was furious in her heart. “And if we all go to gather herbs, how will we have time to make arrows? Without weapons, how will we trade for grain with the larger tribes next time? Won’t we all starve to death!”

“Ha ha ha! You’re still thinking about trading for grain? Once Young Master Lian breaks through to the Purple Blood Warrior and is selected by the Tai E Divine Kingdom, you won’t need to trade for grain anymore. You can all move into the city, where you’ll be well-fed and well-cared for!”

The man spoke with a full mouth of sarcasm, glancing greedily at Jiang Xiaorou. This little girl was truly a beauty, and if she had better nutrition and a few more years, she would be even more stunning.

“My brother was injured while gathering herbs before, and now his legs are not even steady. You still want him to go gather herbs? Isn’t that just sentencing him to death?”

Jiang Xiaorou’s voice trembled with anger. Yi Yun had died from gathering herbs, and now, just after coming back to life, his body was still very weak, yet he was expected to gather herbs again. This was essentially sending him to his death!

Moreover, there was no benefit at all in going to gather herbs; all the herbs gathered had to be handed over to the tribe for free!

The man sneered at Jiang Xiaorou’s words, “What does an individual’s life matter compared to the glory of the tribe! As long as Young Master Lian breaks through to the Purple Blood Warrior and is selected by the Tai E Divine Kingdom, it will be a great blessing for the Lian clan, protecting it for hundreds of years. At that time, your contributions will be recorded in the clan’s genealogy!”

“Such a great blessing for future generations, and you are still haggling over it. Truly, you don’t know when to be grateful!”

“Besides, the clan leader has already spoken. To improve your health and make you more motivated, the leftover dregs from the herbs will be returned to you for bathing. In the past, these dregs were reserved for the warrior training camp members.”

The man spoke with great confidence. Jiang Xiaorou tightly gripped the arrow in her hand, her knuckles turning white from the force. “What if we can’t submit the herbs?”

“Can’t submit?” The man’s face turned cold. “Hmph! The tribe doesn’t support useless people. If you can’t even gather herbs, what right do you have to eat? If you can’t submit the herbs, your grain will be confiscated. Many people are waiting for food!”

As the man spoke, he glanced at Yi Yun, who was still lying on the bed. He remembered how Yi Yun had embarrassed him in front of everyone, and how Lian Chengyu had blamed him for his poor performance, even for the simple task of distributing grain.

At that moment, Zhao Tiezhu’s anger flared. “Boy, don’t pretend to be dead in bed. I heard you were injured. Let me see where you’re hurt!”

The man reached out to grab Yi Yun!

His move was intended to make Yi Yun suffer, so he used a heavy hand.

Faced with the man’s sudden attack, Yi Yun instinctively wanted to dodge. However, at that moment, Yi Yun suddenly felt that everything in the world seemed to slow down. The fierce man’s every expression and movement were clearly reflected in his eyes.

Including Jiang Xiaorou’s tense face, the arrow in her hand, and the layout of the bed, everything was imprinted in Yi Yun’s vision.

This feeling was like time had suddenly frozen, and sounds and air currents seemed to have become part of his body, clearly perceived by Yi Yun.

Everything slowed down, except for the cool sensation from the purple crystal in Yi Yun’s chest, which was incredibly clear.

Purple crystal?

The coolness from the purple crystal made Yi Yun’s body tremble!

Yi Yun even felt that he could, in an instant, crouch to dodge the man’s grab, snatch the arrow from Jiang Xiaorou, and then, using the momentum, thrust the arrow into the man’s throat, killing him!

This feeling was very strong, and even the most perfect movement trajectory of his body was presented in Yi Yun’s mind, making him very eager to try it out.

However, Yi Yun ultimately did not do it. Now was not the time to confront the Lian clan.

Just inciting the people had made Lian Chengyu want to kill him. If he killed or severely beat a tribal warrior, the consequences would be even more severe. A boy who was originally weak and helpless killing a member of the warrior training camp would certainly attract the attention of the tribal leadership, and there would be no way to explain the source of his strength!

He watched Zhao Tiezhu grab at him, but subtly moved back a bit, so Zhao Tiezhu only grabbed his clothes, not his flesh.

Zhao Tiezhu had intended to leave a bruise on Yi Yun’s skin, but unexpectedly, the boy slipped back, making him miss!

If he tried again, Zhao Tiezhu would lose face, so he just grunted, picked up Yi Yun, and threw him back on the bed.

“You don’t seem to be injured, mud monkey! By sunset tomorrow, submit the herbs. If you’re short by an ounce, we’ll deduct ten pounds of grain!”

With that, Zhao Tiezhu turned and left.

“Yun, are you okay?” Jiang Xiaorou asked anxiously, but Yi Yun was dazed and couldn’t speak.

What was that feeling just now?

The well-trained Zhao Tiezhu seemed to move as slowly as a turtle in front of him, making Yi Yun feel that he could easily kill him.

Unless Zhao Tiezhu suddenly had dementia, could it be that... his own movements had become faster?

Could it be... my body...

“Sister Xiaorou, what level of male labor was I before?”

Yi Yun realized something and eagerly asked Jiang Xiaorou.

“Why do you suddenly ask this? Before, you didn’t even qualify as a male labor. The lowest level, fifth-class male labor, requires lifting a 100-pound stone lock, and you could only lift 30 pounds...”

“Thirty pounds...”

Yi Yun was speechless. But thinking about it, lifting a 100-pound stone lock over one’s head in the Lian clan was no easy task. Thirty pounds was equivalent to a large bag of rice, and a thin, weak child would find it difficult to lift it.

“Where are the stone locks in the tribe?” Yi Yun asked again.

“They are placed in the training ground behind the village. Why do you ask, Yun?”

“It’s nothing.” Yi Yun smiled slightly. “Sister, let’s rest early today. We have to gather herbs tomorrow.”

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As night fell, the dark sky was filled with brilliant stars.

In this era, there were no streetlights, and the poor couldn’t even afford oil lamps, so the village where the Lian clan lived was pitch black.

The training ground behind the village was a vast open space where the members of the warrior training camp usually practiced. Tonight, a nimble black shadow quietly slipped into the training ground, looking around.

“Found it!”

Yi Yun’s heart leaped with joy. As Jiang Xiaorou had said, a row of stone locks was placed on one side of the training ground.

From 20 pounds to 300 pounds, there were even 500-pound millstones and 1000-pound stone rollers.

Yi Yun had come here tonight to test his strength! He wanted to know if his body had really undergone a change and what the cause of the change was.

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Some readers say the protagonist’s character is weak. Just keep reading, the protagonist has a good memory and remembers all the wrongs done to him. Compared to the righteous Lin Ming in “Martial Limit,” Yi Yun occasionally does some underhanded things. ^_^

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