Purple Blood Warrior

"What is it? Speak quickly!" the burly man said impatiently.

"Well, it's like this. My sister previously handed in two bundles of arrows. According to the tribe's old rules, the grain she should receive seems to be much more than this..."

Yi Yun said, raising the light grain bag in his hand, with a look of genuine inquiry, completely unlike an accusation.

The burly man sneered, "What tribe rules? Might makes right! What I say is the rule!"

The burly man said arrogantly. Yi Yun sneered inwardly, This idiot, so arrogant, it's exactly what I wanted.

Yi Yun put on a wronged expression and said timidly, "B-big brother, it's fine if you make the rules, but you have to let people live, right?"

Yi Yun's words drew everyone in. The burly man's earlier statement, "Might makes right! What I say is the rule!" had already sounded jarring to many.

For a moment, behind Yi Yun, some tribesmen couldn't help but echo Yi Yun, "That's right, soldier brother. I handed in six pieces of leather armor and only got this much grain. I want an explanation too."

"Why is the grain so little this time? We want to know too."

"This old man has a family to support. This grain isn't enough to eat!"

The tribesmen of the Lian Clan all wore sorrowful expressions. These people had the desire to resist the tribe's rulers, but the gap in strength was undeniable. Previously, no one dared to step forward without a leader. Now that Yi Yun had taken the lead, they couldn't help but stir.

The burly man's face darkened. He didn't expect this kid's words to cause such a commotion among everyone. Seeing the situation worsening, he was losing control.

"Damn it, all of you shut up!" the burly man roared.

However, his roar had very limited deterrent power.

"Give us an explanation! We want an explanation!"

"Why is the grain so little!"

The law does not punish the masses. The first person to step out might fear being singled out, but once the situation got chaotic, everyone gained courage.

Just as the situation was about to spiral out of control, a clear voice rang out, "I can give you the explanation you want!"

This voice seemed to contain an invisible energy, causing the previously chaotic scene to instantly quiet down.

People looked towards the source of the sound and saw a young man in silver soft armor, holding a longsword, slowly walking towards them.

"It's Young Master Lian Chengyu!"

"Lian Chengyu!"

Seeing this young man, everyone was startled. Lian Chengyu was the only one in the tribe with the potential to become a Purple Blood Warrior. It was said that Lian Chengyu's talent was top-tier even among the major tribes!

Once the Lian Clan produced a Purple Blood Warrior, everything would be different!

At that time, Lian Chengyu alone could support the entire tribe!

If Lian Chengyu advanced further, he might even be noticed by some super tribes, giving him enough qualifications to lead the Lian Clan into a city.

That was a city!

For many people in the tribe, human cities were the most beautiful paradise in this chaotic world. Building a city in this wilderness was too difficult, too difficult. Because cities were too large of a target and had concentrated populations, they would inevitably suffer attacks from powerful Savage Beasts!

Without the backing of human powerhouses, cities would be trampled to pieces by Savage Beasts!

Every human city was teeming with experts, possessed thick and tall city walls, and had ancient and profound foundations. Under the protection of the city, people could live and work in peace, have ample food sources, and no longer worry about starvation or being killed by giant beasts. Who wouldn't yearn for such a beautiful life?

Lian Chengyu was the hope of the Lian Clan. His status in the tribe even surpassed that of the Tribe Leader!

When Lian Chengyu walked out, everyone fell silent.

"Great Grandfather."

Lian Chengyu first paid his respects to the tribe's leader, the yellow-robed elder.

"Mm, Chengyu, since you've stepped forward, I'll leave it to you."

In the tribe, it was not uncommon for men to marry at sixteen. At seventeen, Lian Chengyu was already capable of handling things independently.

Lian Chengyu didn't speak to the tribesmen first. Instead, he turned to Yi Yun and gave him a meaningful smile.

"Yi Yun, right?"

Yi Yun's brow twitched. The first words Lian Chengyu spoke to the tribal populace were directed at him. Although Lian Chengyu was smiling at him, he sensed a dangerous aura within the smile.

This commotion among the populace was actually instigated by Yi Yun. He had tried his best to make it seem unintentional.

Whether intentional or not, as the representative of the tribe's ruling class – Lian Chengyu – it was highly likely he would take his anger out on him.

"You're very good. You're only eleven or twelve years old, but you don't seem like a child at all. You might achieve great things in the future!"

Lian Chengyu smiled and casually patted Yi Yun on the shoulder. This scene surprised many. What was Lian Chengyu's status, yet he would voluntarily pat the shoulder of a lower-class commoner?

And this praise was too high!

Lian Chengyu actually said that this poor boy would achieve great things in the future! Was that possible?

Although they didn't believe it in their hearts, it was Lian Chengyu's words after all. This young man didn't know what stroke of luck he had to be appreciated by Young Master Lian Chengyu. Perhaps in the future, he might be given a position as a lackey to get by. Being Young Master Lian Chengyu's lackey was a position many dreamed of!

"You think too highly of me, Young Master."

Yi Yun forced a stiff smile, his heart tightening slightly. Since meeting Lian Chengyu, he had remained highly vigilant the entire time. Just as Lian Chengyu patted his shoulder, he felt his shoulder go numb for a moment, and then a warm current seemed to flow through his shoulder before instantly disappearing.

If Yi Yun hadn't been sharp-minded and highly alert, he would have probably just dismissed the sensation as an illusion, or perhaps due to being patted by Lian Chengyu and being overly nervous.

What does this brat surnamed Lian want? Could he have secretly done something to me...

Yi Yun didn't believe Lian Chengyu would pat him on the shoulder in public for no reason, or praise him like that. The way Lian Chengyu looked at him felt dangerous no matter how he saw it.

"Give them more grain."

Lian Chengyu turned his head and said to the burly man in charge of distributing the grain. Jiang Xiaorou was still too young; he needed to keep her for another two years before making his move. He couldn't let her starve to death.

"Yes, Young Master!" The one who answered was the burly man Yi Yun had punched in the waist earlier. He felt indignant, but since Lian Chengyu had spoken, how could he dare disobey?

The burly man hesitated for a moment, then took a fifty-jin sack of grain and handed it to Yi Yun.

Yi Yun's wariness grew, but he put on a grateful expression. He took the grain sack and said insincerely, "Thank you, Young Master."

While thanking him verbally, Yi Yun actually wished he could beat Lian Chengyu black and blue. This grain was originally obtained by Jiang Xiaorou in exchange for arrows, and she could have even traded it for a piece of meat. Now, he only received a sack of coarse grains, and he still had to say thank you. What kind of logic was that!

If you're not as strong as others, you're inferior to them in every way. In this world, strength is the only logic!

I really want to give him two black eyes... Yi Yun thought to himself, but his face showed no hint of his true feelings.

Seeing Yi Yun receive enough grain for two to three months at once, everyone was filled with envy and jealousy. However, since it was a gift from Lian Chengyu, they didn't dare say anything. They merely asked, "Young Master Lian Chengyu, can you explain why the grain distribution today is so little?"

"Yes, Young Master Lian Chengyu, you must speak up for us!"

At this moment, Lian Chengyu had already stepped onto a high platform, smiling broadly at everyone. It seemed as if his praise for Yi Yun just now was a trivial matter he no longer cared about.

He chuckled, "My fellow clansmen, you have all worked hard these past few years!"

Lian Chengyu didn't get straight to the point with his first sentence. Instead, he sought to appease the crowd. Although Yi Yun thought this kind of showmanship was rather clumsy, Lian Chengyu's status was undeniable. A few perfunctory words from him were enough to make many of the impoverished people feel overwhelmed with gratitude.

"If you want an explanation, I will give you one. Bring it up!"

Lian Chengyu waved his hand. Behind him, six strong men used three thick wooden poles to carry a long, large wooden chest. Yi Yun remembered this chest. When the envoy from the great tribe, referred to as "Lord Tao," had finished collecting the weapons and was about to leave the Lian Clan, he had left this chest behind. This was something from a great tribe!

"Open it!" Lian Chengyu commanded calmly. The contents of this chest could not be hidden, and refining it would require a lot of labor.

Two burly men wielded blades and, under everyone's watchful eyes, pried the chest open. Brilliant streams of light flickered in the air, and intricate, beautiful patterns intertwined out of nowhere.

The onlookers couldn't help but gasp. They had never witnessed such a scene before.

At this point, Lian Chengyu stepped forward and took out a small, fiery red stone from his pocket. He waved it near the glowing patterns.

The light patterns rippled like a disturbed water surface and slowly disappeared.

Immediately, a wave of cold air gushed out!