Early in the morning as the sun shined and mist rose from the woods…
The ancient vast wilderness welcomed a brand new day.
With the herb picking halted, Jiang Xiaorou was preparing breakfast while Yi Yun was chopping wood in the yard.
He did not use a hatchet, but was chopping them with his bare hands!
“Pa!” A clear loud snap rang. A clean cut separated the firewood into two.
Yi Yun looked at the two pieces of firewood and said to himself, “‘Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist’ when mastered can break a tree trunk into thing chopstick like pieces with bare hands in less than a minute. If I were to practice for another three months, I wonder if I’ll reach that point.”
Yi Yun was deep in thought when he heard a noisy commotion from far.
Listening attentively, Yi Yun heard Zhao Tiezhu’s voice: “Lian tribal clan’s people! Listen carefully! The Patriarch has issued an order to recruit ten strong men to refine the desolate bones. Those who are interested can sign up for it. They will be accepted on the basis of merit!”
Oh? Recruiting ten strong men to refine the desolate bones?
Yi Yun had a thought. He had been thinking about the illness the villagers had contracted from refining the desolate bones for the past few days.
The large numbers of sick were all healed by a “miracle drug”.
Something had to be amiss for them to recruit new strong men for the refinement.
With that thought, Yi Yun threw down his firewood and headed to the grain-sunning ground in the village.
From afar, Yi Yun could see Zhao Tiezhu standing up high shouting.
Many villagers were alarmed. The villagers who were responsible for the refinement of the desolate bones had received numerous benefits. Besides the miracle drug and the bacon, they were also given food subsidies.
Because of the desolate bones, there was extremely little food left in the Lian tribal clan. Being able to collect more food was what the villagers dreamed of.
“I’ll sign up!”
“I’ll sign up too!”
The people rushed towards Zhao Tiezhu to sign up, afraid that they were too late to be in line.
“I, Wang Dahu, is willing to refine the desolate bones! I’m a second tier male!”
A stout but yellow-faced man due to malnutrition stood in front of Zhao Tiezhu. He looked at Zhao Tiezhu with hope in his eyes
“Second Tier male…that would barely do…” Zhao Tiezhu scrutinized Wang Dahu with a picky glare.
Zhao Tiezhu did not know that the refinement process was fatal. It was a top secret in the Lian tribal clan, so to prevent the secret from leaking, only very few members of the upper echelon of the Lian tribal clan knew.
The other members of the warrior preparation camp did not know that the set of desolate bones contained a fatal Frost Qi that would seep into their bodies and erode their lives away before sealing their fate by causing them to die from organ failure.