With old man Su gone, Yi Yun and Lin Xintong were left standing in the wilderness.
With the bright moon in the sky, Lin Xintong was dressed in a white dress like a fairy. Yi Yun was dressed in a flying fish robe and had an outstanding temperament.
In the wilderness, this man and woman were as handsome as jade.
Lin Xintong was a quiet person, and Yi Yun was usually a man of few words, so the atmosphere turned silent.
"Old man Su … Uh … Old man Su has left. What does Miss Lin plan on doing these few days?" Yi Yun was the first to break the silence.
Hearing Yi Yun address Su Jie as Su Jie, Lin Xintong giggled. She looked radiant.
"It's nothing special. Master told me not to go too far, so I'll just wander around nearby. In the deep Cloud Wilderness, there are some ancient desolate beasts that I'm no match for."
"Is that so …" Yi Yun had a thought and blurted out, "I'll be returning to the Lian tribal clan tomorrow. Miss Lin, if you really have nothing …"
Yi Yun was still planning on practicing martial arts with Lin Xintong every night. Yi Yun had gained a lot from practicing martial arts with Lin Xintong.
"Alright." Lin Xintong's answer was very succinct. This surprised Yi Yun. He had thought that Lin Xintong would be unwilling, but she agreed so readily. He did not even have the time to finish his sentence.
"You're coming with me to the Lian tribal clan?" Yi Yun confirmed with Lin Xintong.
"That's what I plan to do. I also have something I need to confirm." Lin Xintong said.
Good! Yi Yun was overjoyed. With Lin Xintong accompanying him, his strength would improve at a predictable rate. He had originally thought that his cultivation would be delayed when he returned to see his sister. But now, there was no need to worry about this.
…
The next morning. Five Jin Long Wei warriors had prepared some food, meat, vegetables and some clothes. They were prepared to set off for the Lian tribal clan.
These people were here to send Yi Yun home. To travel the vast wilderness, one had to be at least in the Purple Blood realm. It would be best if they were in the middle or late stages of Purple Blood.
Although Yi Yun was strong, he was traveling alone in the vast wilderness. Zhang Tan was still worried that something might go wrong.
Yi Yun rode a near-horned beast by himself. This was Yi Yun's mount. Together with the other five Jin Long Wei warriors, it was a team of six near-horned beasts. It was quite a sight.
As Yi Yun and company were packing, the members of the Lian tribal clan's warrior preparation camp sneakily came not far away. They looked at the six rhinoceroses from afar and felt bitter.
They were members of the warrior preparation camp. They had come to the Tao tribal clan to participate in the Kingdom's selection, but they had to return to the Lian tribal clan. If not, the Tao tribal clan would not allow them to freeload.
The Jin Long Wei would send the contestants from the small tribal clans home, but only once. It was impossible to give it away again and again.
Obviously, if the members of the Lian tribal clan warrior preparation camp could not join the team, they could forget about returning. It was impossible for the Jin Long Wei to specially send them off.
A few men from the warrior preparation camp looked at each other with bitter expressions. He could not stay in the Tao tribal clan, but he could return to the Lian tribal clan. How were they going to explain this to him?
He simply did not have the face to return!
Besides, if they wanted to hitch a ride, they had to ask Yi Yun for permission!
They had followed Lian Chengyu in the past and followed his lead. They had mocked and ridiculed Yi Yun, but now they had to beg Yi Yun.
Thinking about it, they were filled with regret. If Yi Yun had made things difficult for them and deliberately refused to bring them along, then they could only fend for themselves!
"We're doomed, we're doomed. We have nowhere to go. Let's not talk about whether we can return. Even if we do, with Young master Lian being beaten up like this, how are we going to explain it to the Patriarch …"
A man said with a bitter face.
"Are you an idiot!" Another older man slapped the person who had spoken, "Don't you know that the world is about to change? In the future, Yi Yun will be the new master! Let's quickly kowtow to Young master Yi and acknowledge him as our new master! "
The quick-witted man's words made the people around him feel a little confused.
"We aren't strong, nor are we beauties. There's no use kowtowing and apologizing."
On this trip to the Tao tribal clan, they had seen many experts and Yi Yun's amazing strength. These people from the warrior preparation camp finally knew that their so-called strength was nothing compared to Yi Yun's.
"We still have to make our stand clear. In the future, we will work in the fields and perform well. At least we will have a way out. If not, Young master Yi can crush us as easily as squashing bugs."
The quick-witted man sighed. He had already realized that the days of sucking up to Yi Yun were gone forever. No matter how much they sucked up to Yi Yun, they would not be favored by Yi Yun. But if they sucked up to him, they would still be able to survive.
"Then … Then what about Young master Lian?" A dull man asked weakly.
"Young master Lian? F * * k, he's a fart young master now. Lian Chengyu, that son of a bitch, has caused us so much trouble! "
Upon mentioning Lian Chengyu, the man became angry. If not for Lian Chengyu, they would not have been at odds with Yi Yun!
After all sorts of discussions, the men from the warrior preparation camp had decided to recognize Yi Yun as their master.
They mustered up their courage and dragged Lian Chengyu, pushing and shoving him to meet Yi Yun.
"Putong!"
Eight members of the warrior preparation camp knelt on the ground. With Yi Yun's current status, it was natural for them to kneel to Yi Yun.
"Young master Yi, you are a great man. Please spare us!"
"Young master Yi, we have eyes but failed to recognize Mt. Tai. We deserve to die."
"Young master Yi, we will be your slave in the future. If you ask us to go east, we will not go west. If you ask us to catch a dog, we will not dare to catch a chicken."
A few of the men from the warrior preparation camp looked regretful and sorrowful. Their fan-like hands kept slapping their faces. Pa!
Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!
To show their sincerity, a few men slapped loudly.
Seeing this bunch of slave like members of the warrior preparation camp, Yi Yun could not be bothered with them. These people made Yi Yun feel nauseous.
Yi Yun packed his things and did not say a word.
Seeing that Yi Yun did not express his stance, the slaves felt that they were not sincere enough in slapping their faces, so they slapped even harder.
Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!
A few of their faces were slapped swollen.
Yi Yun was annoyed hearing this, "What are you doing?"
"Young master Yi, please have mercy." A man said as he slapped his face, "Young master Yi, please bring us home …"
Yi Yun impatiently said, "Just follow me."
Although these people were a bunch of cowards who bullied the weak and feared the strong, they did not commit any killing, so Yi Yun would not do anything to them.
"Thank you, Young master Yi!"
The few slaves were grateful.
A man thought for a while and hesitantly said, "Then … Then what about that thief, Lian Chengyu?"
"Bring him along," Yi Yun said casually. Lian Chengyu was already crippled. He had committed a serious crime and killed too many people. If he was brought back to the tribe, the people of the Lian tribal clan would deal with him.
"Alright, bring that bastard along. When we return to the tribe, Young master Yi will deal with him!"
The man was clever, so a few members of the warrior preparation camp dragged the half-dead Lian Chengyu out.
Lian Chengyu's eyes were lifeless as he was dragged to the ground by the few men. His face was covered in dirt.
Following that, two men threw Lian Chengyu like a dead dog into a basket on the back of a near-horned beast, ignoring Lian Chengyu's discomfort.
"Motherf * cker, it's all your fault!"
A man stepped on Lian Chengyu's face to vent the anger in his heart.
Yi Yun saw this scene from the corner of his eye and felt mixed emotions. A few days ago, he was a master, but a few days later, he had become a prisoner. The vast wilderness was cruel. The strong were respected, and for the weak … survival was a luxury.
The behemoth team set off.
The six behemoths ran out of the Tao tribal clan's stronghold, and along the way, dust billowed.
Yi Yun turned his head thoughtfully. He seemed to see a white figure in a building far away, smiling at him.
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