Chapter 57

At this moment, it was the courtyard of the Lian Clan's chief.

Zhao Tiezhu ran in excitedly and reported everything about the Yi Yun family to Lian Chengyu.

"Lian Young Master, your divine strategy is truly amazing. The Yi Yun family is now covered in cow dung, hahaha!"

Zhao Tiezhu laughed heartily, but Lian Chengyu only lightly responded with a "hmm" and waved his hand, saying, "You may go now. Keep an eye on Jiang Xiaorou's family and report to me at any time."

"Yes, yes, I'll go right away." Zhao Tiezhu accepted the order and bowed out.

Zhao Tiezhu was now in high spirits, feeling that Lian Chengyu was increasingly valuing him and entrusting him with all sorts of tasks.

After Zhao Tiezhu left, Lian Chengyu calmly took out a pot of tea, poured a cup for himself, and then filled another cup.

At this moment, an old man in a yellow robe walked out from the inner room.

He smiled, picked up the cup of tea Lian Chengyu had just poured, and sipped it gently.

This old man was the chief of the Lian Clan.

"Chengyu, you handled this matter very well. I am truly getting old," the old man shook his head. In the past few months, the Lian Clan had been almost entirely managed by Lian Chengyu.

Lian Chengyu had mobilized the able-bodied men to refine the desolate bones. The old man in the yellow robe was initially very worried because refining desolate bones could lead to deaths, and with the famine, it would eventually cause a public uprising.

Even though Lian Chengyu used Blood Transformation Pills to stimulate the vitality and potential of those people, stabilizing their conditions temporarily, this method of overexerting their lives could not last. In a few days, those people would eventually fall ill and die one by one.

Once the matter was exposed, the Lian Clan's leadership would face unprecedented pressure!

If mishandled, it could lead to a public uprising and a bloody tragedy. If it affected the refining of the desolate bones, the consequences would be unimaginable.

However, the old man in the yellow robe did not expect that Lian Chengyu would, just as the disease was about to break out, divert the blame to Yi Yun, who had already died.

This way, if the able-bodied men refining the desolate bones fell ill and died, no one would suspect anything. They would firmly believe that Yi Yun had first contracted a strange disease and was also possessed by evil spirits.

This strange disease, which Yi Yun contracted while refining the desolate bones, had spread to the able-bodied men working with him, eventually turning into an epidemic.

And Yi Yun being possessed by evil spirits would bring misfortune to the clan.

At that time, everyone would believe that Yi Yun was the one who caused everyone's deaths.

This way, people would only hate Yi Yun and not Lian Chengyu. Moreover, new able-bodied men would continue to come and refine the desolate bones, making everything perfect.

This was Lian Chengyu's intention in leading this matter. It was a two-pronged strategy, establishing his absolute authority as the clan's top genius and ensuring the smooth refining of the desolate bones.

"It's just a small trick, Grandfather, you're too kind," Lian Chengyu said lightly. "According to the toxicity of the Cold Python and the effects of the Blood Transformation Pills, in three to five days, those refining the desolate bones will die. At that time, the clan members will be extremely angry, and it won't be as simple as throwing cow dung at the Yi Yun family. They will likely set fire to the Yi Yun family's house."

As Lian Chengyu spoke, he took a sip of tea, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and his movements were extremely graceful. He was the only one in the Lian Clan who always maintained an aristocratic demeanor.

He was born in Yunhuang, where the young masters, though noble, did not emphasize aristocratic manners. However, Lian Chengyu was an exception. He learned aristocratic etiquette from Yao Yuan and always held himself to these standards.

He was determined to one day enter the upper echelons of society, even the divine kingdom's elite, and attend high-level banquets in the capital of the divine kingdom.

He did not want to be mocked by the upper class as a barbarian from Yunhuang.

He wanted others to know that although he was born in Yunhuang, he could excel in everything!

"The only regret is that I couldn't see Yi Yun's body myself..."

Lian Chengyu said thoughtfully.

"Haha, Chengyu, you're being too cautious. Do you think that boy could survive in such a situation? Not to mention the incurable cold poison of the Cold Python, even falling from a canyon over ten zhang high would shatter his body. Moreover, the Dong River has rapid currents and a waterfall. Even the best swimmers would either die from the fall or drown."

The old chief was not worried at all.

Lian Chengyu nodded, "Yes... Grandfather is right. Yi Yun just started practicing martial arts and hasn't even reached the Valiant Realm. There's no way he could survive."

Lian Chengyu put down his teacup. Yi Yun was dead, but his sister was still alive. After such a disaster, with their home covered in cow dung and burned down, she would be homeless and hated by the entire Lian Clan. Who else would take her in besides himself?

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Lian Chengyu's lips.

This little girl would eventually fall into his hands. Let her suffer a bit, and she would become more obedient. Then, whatever he said would be what she did.

"Yi Yun, Yi Yun, you humiliated me in front of the great Lian, so I will kill you and enjoy your sister. That's fair."

"You're dead, but I actually saved your sister. In the future, she will obediently listen to me. You can rest in peace. Even if I rise to prominence, I will make her a concubine or something, and I won't abandon her."

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The sky finally turned completely dark, but those "brave" children were very dedicated. Even in the dark, they did not leave and finished throwing all the cow dung, covering Jiang Xiaorou's door, walls, and even burying half of the foundation.

"Good job!" Lian Cuifhua clapped her hands. She originally wanted to pat the children's heads to encourage them, but then thought it would be dirty, so she withdrew her hand. "Come to Aunt Cuifhua tomorrow, and Aunt Cuifhua will give you candy balls."

These candy balls were naturally provided by Lian Chengyu, and in the Lian Clan, they were rare treats.

The children's eyes lit up at the mention of candy balls.

"Great, great, then we'll come back tomorrow to throw more cow dung. Will we get candy balls again?"

"Of course, of course!" Lian Cuifhua smiled. "Hehe, not only will you get candy balls, but by throwing cow dung, you are driving away evil and saving everyone!"

"Yes, we are saving everyone!" a slightly older child said proudly.

"We are heroes!" another child chimed in. At their age, they all had hero dreams, wanting to become great heroes who could fly and dive, commanding respect.

At this moment, in the grass, a pair of pitch-black eyes watched everything.

These were Yi Yun's eyes!

From the conversation between the children and the villagers, he had already understood what had happened. From this, Yi Yun also guessed Lian Chengyu's possible plans.

He couldn't help but clench his fists, a glint of killing intent flashing in his eyes!