True Martial World - Chapter 10

Chapter 10: The Peculiar Body’s Sensation

Seeing the unwelcomed guest, Yi Yun frowned. This intruder was the person who they previously got into a conflict with during the ration distribution.

Yi Yun also knew his name, Zhao Tiezhu.

“What do you want?” Seeing Zhao Tiezhu barge in, Jiang Xiaorou tensed up. Her hands surged under the blankets, and secretly held on to the arrow hidden under the blankets.

“Hey, little girl, what are you nervous about. I’m here on business today. Young master Lian has already isolated himself for training. He will be isolated for three months, and preparing to attain the level of Purple Blood Warrior, in preparation for the Tai Ah Divine Kingdom’s warrior selection. The Patriarch has ordered that the entire tribe have to head to the mountain to pick herbs, which will be used by Young master Lian to soak in! Each person has to hand up to 8oz of herbs daily!”

“Pick herbs? Soak?” Yi Yun recalled that his past self had fell off a cliff to his “death” while picking herbs.

So it seems the picking of herbs are for the warriors to soak in.

It was pathetic, to pick herbs at an early age for others and falling to his death without any compensation. Even their rations were withheld.

“8 oz of herbs a day per person? How is that possible?” Jiang Xiaorou thought furiously. “Besides if they were to pick herbs, where would they find the time to make the arrows? Without the weapons, how were they going to exchange rations with the big tribes? Won’t we starve to death then!”

“Hahahaha! You are still thinking about exchanging for rations? When Young master Lian reaches the level of Purple Blood Warrior, and chosen by the Tai Ah Divine Kingdom, you don’t even need to exchange for the rations. You will all move into the city and I guarantee you that you will have good food and drink!”

The man said sarcastically, and looked covetously at Jiang Xiaorou. This little chick is a beauty; in time to come with better nutrition she would be even prettier.

“My brother hurt himself previously while picking herbs. His feet aren’t nimble yet, yet you insist he pick herbs, do you really want his life?” Jiang Xiaorou said with her voice trembling. Yi Yun had originally fallen to his death, but having just come back to life, his body was still weak. Sending him to pick herbs was the same as sending him to his death!

Furthermore, picking herbs gave them no benefits. All the herbs were given without compensation to the tribe!

The man listened to Jiang Xiaorou’s words and laughed disdainfully, “How can a person’s life compare to the entire clan’s glory!” As long as Young master Lian reaches the level of Purple Blood Warrior, and chosen by the Tai Ah Divine Kingdom, he would benefit generations to come, and protect our clan for hundreds of years. The clan history books will record all your meritorious deeds!”

“Such a blessing for generations to come, yet you are haggling, you sure don’t appreciate it!”

“Besides, the Patriarch has ordered. To strengthen your body and to make you more energetic, all the herbs remnants will be given back to you after it has been brewed. You can then use it to soak. In the past, these remnants were only reserved for the warrior preparation camp.”

As the man said it, Jiang Xiaorou only gripped the arrow in her hand tightly till her fingers went white. “What if we can’t hit the quota?”

“Can’t hit?” the man face turned cold. “Humph! The tribe doesn’t rear trash; if you can’t pick herbs, what right do you have to eat? If you can’t hit the quota, your rations will be confiscated. Many are still waiting for that food!”

The man said and glanced at Yi Yun who was lying in bed. He recalled Yi Yun causing him trouble in front of the crowd. Lian Chengyu later reprimanded him for being incompetent at distributing the rations.

Zhao Tiezhu’s heart immediately burned with rage, “Kid, stop pretending dead. I heard you were injured, let me see where you are injured!”

The man thrust out his hand to grab Yi Yun!

He was deliberately trying to make Yi Yun suffer, so his thrust was extremely strong.

Yi Yun wanted to dodge the man’s sudden attack, but Yi Yun suddenly felt the world go slow in front of his eyes. The fierce look on the man, his actions were all clearly reflected in Yi Yun’s eyes.

Including Jiang Xiaorou’s worried face, Yi Yun saw the arrow in her hand under the blanket.

It felt like time had frozen. Sounds and the air seemed to have become a part of his body, and clearly perceived by Yi Yun.

With everything slowed down, a cool and clear feeling from the Purple Crystal was felt.

Purple Crystal?

The cool feeling from the Purple Crystal shook Yi Yun’s body!

Yi Yun felt that in that instant, he could dodge the man’s grab, snatch Jiang Xiaorou’s arrow, raise his body and stick the arrow in the man’s throat, killing him!

The feeling was extremely intense, and the images of his body doing the movements perfectly played in his mind, giving him the urge to give it a try.

But Yi Yun finally decided against it, it wasn’t time for him to turn the Lian tribal clan against him.

Just stirring the crowd led to the Lian Chengyu’s killing intent. If he were to kill or beat up a tribal warrior, the consequences would be more serious. How could a kid who originally was weak as a fly kill a member of the warrior preparation camp? Wouldn’t this gain the attention of the upper levels of the tribe? There was no way he could explain the source of his power!

He looked as Zhao Tiezhu grab approached him, and retreated without a trace. Zhao Tiezhu only managed to scrape his skin, and seize his clothes.

Zhao Tiezhu originally wanted to beat Yi Yun up, but he didn’t expect to have missed when Yi Yun shrank backwards!

If he were to grab another time, Zhao Tiezhu would lose face, so with a grunt; he lifted Yi Yun up before throwing him on the bed.

“Looks like this monkey isn’t hurt! Tomorrow at sunset, hand over the herbs. For every ounce missing, ten pounds of rations will be confiscated!” Finishing his sentence, Zhao Tiezhu walked away and left.

“Yun-er, are you fine?” asked Jiang Xiaorou worriedly. But Yi Yun did not say a word.

What was that feeling a moment ago?

A well-trained Zhao Tiezhu had moved as slow as a tortoise in front of him, making him vulnerable to Yi Yun’s killing intent.

If it wasn’t because Zhao Tiezhu suddenly got Alzheimer’s…could it be his own speed had increased?

Could it be…my body?

“Sis Xiaorou, what male tier was I?” Yi Yun seemed to have realized something and asked Jiang Xiaorou impatiently.

“Why are you asking this suddenly? Yun-er, in the past you weren’t even tiered. Even the weakest tier five male could lift a hundred pounds. Yun-er, you could only lift 30 pounds…”

“30 pounds huh…” Yi Yun was speechless, but in the Lian tribe, they had to lift a rock over their heads. 30 pounds was similar to a bag of rice; a weak kid would have trouble lifting that up.

“Where are the tribe’s rock weights stored?” asked Yi Yun.

“Behind the village at the training grounds. Why do you ask this, Yun-er?”

“Nothing,” Yi Yun smiled. “Sis, sleep early tonight. We still have to pick herbs tomorrow.”

In the middle of the night, the dark sky was filled with numerous bright constellations.

This era didn’t have any streetlights, and the poor were unwilling to use the oil lamps. So the entire Lian tribe village was pitch black.

The training ground behind the village was a wide field. The members of the warrior preparation camp trained here normally. A dark shadow sneaked into the training grounds, looking around him tonight.

“Found it!” Yi Yun was delighted. As Jiang Xiaorou described, there were rows of rock weights arranged on the training grounds.

From 20 lbs. to 300 lbs. there were even 500 lbs. millstones, and a 1000 lbs. stoneroller.

Yi Yun was here today to test his strength! He wanted to know what changes his body had experienced…