ple.
The poor were helpless. A person’s life was cheap. A bag of rations was worth several lives, so for the curated promise by Lian Chengyu, it was normal for there to be more deaths.
People had led tough lives and were too depressed. They needed hope, a pillar of support for them to carry on living. They believed in even a sliver of hope. Anyone who professed against it would be dealt with severely by the desperate.
Noticing that people were still confused, a henchman jumped up loudly yelling, “Long live Young master Lian Chengyu!”
Suffering people who were starving were easily incited. To them, they were willing to sacrifice their lives to ensure a better life for their offspring.
“Long live Young master Lian Chengyu…” A few people shouted weakly.
But the moment people started shouting, the shouting increased. Even those that were worried about their next meal had to go with the crowd.
This was the sorrow of the weak; they had no choice.
Seeing the people’s reactions, Lian Chengyu was very satisfied. As long as he wanted it, the entire Lian tribe would be his stepping-stone. He wanted to step on this stone and create his own legend!
“Chengyu, well done.” The yellow robed elder said after walking up behind Lian Chengyu.
“Grandpa, you don’t have to praise me. It’s nothing. If I didn’t ignite the emotions of these people, it would be hard to carry on. Refining the bones will kill many.”
“Yes…” sighed the yellow robed elder. He knew that refining the bones would kill many. But regardless of the number of deaths, this opportunity must not be lost.
“One success is formed from a thousand bones. Grandpa, why do you sigh. The tribe will remember them for their deaths. Furthermore… with a few dead, there will be more food left. Holding out for another three months wouldn’t be a problem.”
Lian Chengyu said this casually. He was not worried over the sacrifices. How many people died a day in the wilderness?
A few ants dying could make a hero. It was definitely worth it, because a hero could save many more ants.
What more, the hero was himself!
Lian Chengyu’s words were not heard by anyone other than the yellow robed elder.
“Yun’er, what’s wrong?” Jiang Xiaorou had noticed that Yi Yun was not paying attention and jolted him. “What are you thinking?”
“Nothing…” Yi Yun shook his head. He was in a trance, not because of Lian Chengyu’s speech, nor was it for the insufferable fate of the Lian tribe, but he had noticed that a few faint dots of light had flown over, like fireflies in the night sky.
The lights flew into his mouth and disappeared.
Shortly thereafter, the coolness of the Purple Crystal permeated, becoming even clearer.
Obviously, the Purple Crystal was absorbing the lights. Just like the Purple Crystal absorbed starlight at night!
And looking for the source of the lights, it actually was…
Yi Yun heart skipped a beat, it can’t be…