Leaping into the Canyon

The Cold Python's frigid energy entered his body, and with the Blood Dissolving Pill overdrawing his vitality, his condition at death really did look somewhat similar to Yi Yun's current state.

That meant vomiting black blood and having an ashen complexion. Though he was not bleeding from all seven orifices as dramatically as Yi Yun, those minor differences were nothing strange. After all, everyone's physical condition was different.

In Lian Chengyu's impression, Yi Yun's martial talent seemed decent, but his constitution was terribly weak. His vitality was nowhere near enough for the Blood Dissolving Pill to overdraw, so among all the able-bodied men laboring over the Savage Bones, Yi Yun would be the first to collapse.

"This little slave really couldn't hold out this soon. I had planned to play with him for a few more days, but what a pity—he's no fun at all."

Lian Chengyu did not believe Yi Yun had any chance of surviving.

The frigid energy within the Cold Python Savage Bones was inherently insoluble. To mortals, it was absolutely fatal. Not to mention Yi Yun—even Lian Chengyu himself could never withstand the Cold Python's frigid energy. Otherwise, he would not have sacrificed so many clansmen to absorb the cold poison for him.

This kind of frigid energy could only be expelled by a Savage Heaven Master. Otherwise, even a Purple Blood Warrior would not dare consume the essence of the Cold Python Savage Bones!

Yi Yun was going to die, and Lian Chengyu instead felt somewhat worried. Zhang Yuxian had only just left, and Yi Yun was already dead. Would such suspicious timing make Zhang Yuxian suspect something?

However, Lian Chengyu was only slightly concerned for a moment. The next second, he continued practicing his punches.

His movements remained as smooth as flowing clouds and running water, flawless in every respect.

Only after finishing an entire set of punches did Lian Chengyu slowly retract his power, carefully completing every minute movement.

After stopping, Lian Chengyu suddenly thought of something, and the corners of his lips curved upward. Yi Yun's matter had given him an idea!

"It's no big deal. If he's dead, then he's dead. Don't let it affect the refining of the Savage Bones." Lian Chengyu's voice was cold.

"How could it? The refining of the Savage Bones must be guaranteed! This lowly one has already ordered the able-bodied men to keep working, but... what should we do with that little beast's corpse? Should I find a few brothers to hang that little beast up, whip the corpse, then chop it up and feed it to the dogs?"

Zhao Tiezhu chuckled as he spoke. Yi Yun's death had allowed Zhao Tiezhu to vent his anger. His chrysanthemum still hurt even now, and in a completely absurd twist, Zhao Tiezhu blamed all the misery that had befallen it on Yi Yun.

Lian Chengyu snorted coldly. "You want to hang Yi Yun's corpse up and abuse it so that everyone in the village can see? Then people will think we were the ones who killed Yi Yun. When Lord Zhang comes to question us, who will bear the responsibility?"

"Yes, Young Master Lian is right." Zhao Tiezhu slapped his own mouth. "This lowly one was thinking too simply. Young Master Lian is truly wise."

"Mm. Drag Yi Yun's corpse to Jiang Xiaorou's house. It would be too inauspicious for him to die near the cauldron used to refine the bones! Remember, when you bring that little beast over, make absolutely sure he's truly dead—forget it. I'll confirm it myself."

Yi Yun had resurrected after death again and again, and Lian Chengyu found it downright eerie. Although Yi Yun had been poisoned by the Savage Bone's cold poison this time and was certain to die, Lian Chengyu still needed to verify it personally before he could rest easy.

"Jiang Xiaorou? Haha, I wonder what that little wench will look like when she sees her younger brother like this!" Zhao Tiezhu's face was full of excitement.

Lian Chengyu knew that, given Jiang Xiaorou's personality and her feelings for Yi Yun, she would probably faint dead away on the spot when she saw him like this.

But Lian Chengyu had no intention of sparing a beauty. This was the Great Wilderness, filled with slaughter, cruelty, and tragedy. He wanted Jiang Xiaorou to understand what the true Great Wilderness was like.

He would not coddle any woman, not even one he liked.

He was a future overlord. He wanted all his women to understand that it was he, Lian Chengyu, who had rescued them from suffering, given them food, and provided them with a place to live.

They had to learn gratitude, learn to recognize kindness, and learn to serve him in fear and trembling. If he treated one woman slightly better, that was an immense favor. If he treated another poorly, or even cruelly, that was only right, because without him, all these women would have died in the Great Wilderness!

This was the warped personality and desire for control that had gradually formed from the inferiority buried in Lian Chengyu's bones and his hatred of the world. He wanted to become a ruler, one who controlled the fate of everyone around him.

After something happened to Yi Yun, the able-bodied men refining the Savage Bones all firmly believed that he had been possessed by a ghost, and none of them was willing to touch him.

What a joke. What if, after Yi Yun died, the ghost changed targets and possessed them instead?

If they had not been afraid to abandon the cauldron currently refining the Savage Bones, they would have scattered and run long ago.

At this moment, Yi Yun's face was pale, and blood was still trickling from his nostrils.

He had really gone too far today—he had actually drained all the energy from the Savage Bones in one breath!

That such fine meridians of his had endured such powerful energy without snapping inch by inch was already something Yi Yun could thank the heavens for.

Seeing that one of the able-bodied men had already gone back to report what happened, Yi Yun knew he could not stay there any longer. In his current condition, returning to the village was completely unsuitable. Yi Yun had never been in the habit of placing his life in other people's hands. Right now, if he fell into Lian Chengyu's hands, he would have no power to fight back.

"I need to find a quiet place and quickly digest the violent energy inside my body."

Thinking this, Yi Yun propped himself up and walked toward a canyon not far from where the Savage Bones were being refined.

The East River of the Lian Clan flowed beneath this canyon.

The waters of the East River were swift and turbulent. The deep pool and waterfall where Yi Yun had practiced before were also part of the East River.

"Kid... what... what are you doing?"

Seeing Yi Yun walk toward the canyon, apparently intending to jump into the river, the able-bodied men refining the Savage Bones turned pale with fright.

"He's possessed! He's possessed!" Big Head's Father was terrified. Seeing Yi Yun's unfocused gaze, he guessed that Yi Yun probably did not even know there was a canyon below.

If he jumped down, he would be nine chances dead out of ten!

Moreover, downstream along the East River was a huge waterfall. If he fell into that waterfall as well, his death would be utterly beyond doubt.

"Should... should we stop him?"

One of the able-bodied men swallowed and asked weakly.

But no one responded. The heavens were vast, the earth was vast, but one's own life was the greatest of all.

What if they touched Yi Yun and were possessed by a ghost?

"Little brother, you're injured this badly. You probably won't survive anyway. Better a quick death than a lingering one. It's fine if you jump. That... Little Brother Yi, we won't see you off. Have a safe journey on the road to the Yellow Springs. Don't blame us after you die."

Big Head's Father said this to comfort himself, while also trying to persuade Yi Yun. He was afraid Yi Yun would come back to seek revenge after dying.

By then, Yi Yun had already reached the edge of the canyon. He had actually recovered some of his vital energy, but the energy inside his body was in turmoil. A stream of heat was charging wildly in every direction, making him unbearably uncomfortable.

Yi Yun was not weak at present. On the contrary, he had inexhaustible strength throughout his body. Jumping into the canyon and battling the raging waves would instead let him vent this energy.

Moreover, this was the best route for him to escape.

Yi Yun did not hesitate. He stepped into empty space and flipped directly over the cliff.

Hiss—

The men refining the bones all sucked in a cold breath. Falling into the canyon while bleeding from all seven orifices—even nine lives would not be enough to survive!

Splash!

Yi Yun fell into the river. The canyon was forty or fifty meters high, and even though Yi Yun had reached the Mortal Blood Fourth Layer, crashing into the water from that height left his entire body aching. After all, he was not in peak condition.

It was already deep winter, and the river water was icy cold. It had not frozen only because the current was too swift.

Yi Yun drifted with the current, feeling the energy rampaging through his meridians. His entire body seemed to be burning.

Yi Yun held his breath and swam through the river, fighting against the current!

Yi Yun knew that he had ended up in this state because he had absorbed too much energy into his body. Once this energy entered him, he had to expend it; otherwise, it really would blast his meridians apart!

Swimming was one way to expend the energy. No matter how painful it was, he had to endure it.

Once the energy was reduced to a level his body could bear, he would slowly recover.

Yi Yun calculated that, if things continued like this, it would take less than half an hour for the current to carry him to the deep pool beneath the waterfall where he had cultivated before!