The Patriarch did not listen to Zhao Tiezhu's words. Having lived for so long, he naturally had the ability to tell the difference. He nervously asked, "Doctor, how is it?"
The Lian tribal clan's barefoot doctor was inexperienced, so how could he tell the problem?
The Mongolian doctor was completely flustered. Being bombarded by the Patriarch's questions, he was completely dumbfounded.
How would he know?
"The situation … I can't say for sure. I'll prescribe a dose of medicine for young master to take. Young master's foundation is solid and his blood is strong. It should … should be fine …"
"Are you sure it's fine? Could it be that young master's body is too weak after breaking through, causing the backlash of his Yuan Qi? He will recover soon. "
"This …" The Mongolian doctor didn't dare to guarantee anything. His forehead was full of sweat, but he pretended to be calm and said, "Everything depends on the young master's situation. Take the medicine first and sleep tonight. We should be able to see some progress tomorrow."
The Mongolian doctor said a bunch of nonsense, which was equivalent to saying nothing. But Yao Yuan frowned and walked to the Patriarch's side and whispered into his ear.
"What did you say!?"
Hearing Yao Yuan's words, the Patriarch's heart skipped a beat, "You said Chengyu failed to break through!?"
The Patriarch lowered his voice. This matter was of great importance, so he did not dare to announce it.
"Yes … it should be a failure, resulting in a backlash from the energy. Or maybe he was too angry, so that's why …"
Yao Yuan deliberated over his words, trying not to agitate the Patriarch.
But in the Patriarch's ears, he felt the world spin.
"How can it be!?" Zhao Tiezhu, who was extremely calm, turned anxious upon hearing Yao Yuan's words.
But Yao Yuan just stared at him, and Zhao Tiezhu immediately fell silent.
He knew that Yao Yuan was knowledgeable, and he had broken through to the Purple Blood realm. What he said would not be baseless, so it was probably the truth!
Young master Lian really failed to break through?
Seeing Lian Chengyu still unconscious and barely breathing, Zhao Tiezhu could no longer lie to himself.
"Chengyu …"
The old patriarch seemed to have aged seven or eight years in an instant. He stumbled as he helped Lian Chengyu up and carried him in his arms.
Seeing that the people were about to come over, the old clan leader hurriedly lowered his voice and said to the people around him, "Regarding Chengyu's failure to break through, keep it a secret for now … Don't let anyone know …"
The Patriarch's voice was weak. Be it the refinement of the desolate bones or Lian Chengyu's breakthrough, it was a matter of great importance to the entire clan.
Such a matter was related to the prestige and reputation of the ruling class of the tribe.
If the clansmen were to know that the desolate bones essence, which they had used all of their clansmen's strength and even starved to death, had been eaten by Lian Chengyu, yet he still failed to break through, what would the clansmen think?
Where would the dignity of the tribe be? How would they rule the tribe in the future?
Besides, all the cattle had been killed, all the herbs had been picked clean, and there was not a bit of food left in the tribe. In such a desperate situation, if the tribesmen knew that Lian Chengyu not only failed to break through, but also vomited blood, wouldn't it cause a riot?
They were all counting on Lian Chengyu to bring them good days!
"Carry Chengyu into the courtyard. No unrelated people are allowed to approach!" The old chief said sternly with a sullen face.
"Then … then how do we explain to the people?" Zhao Tiezhu asked in a daze.
"Say that Chengyu had broken through to the Purple Blood realm, but because he had withstood the brutal energy of the desolate bones, his body was injured. He needs to recuperate for a few days!"
The Patriarch decided to cover up the secret and wait for Lian Chengyu to recover from his injuries.
…
While the Lian tribal clan was in chaos and the upper echelons of the tribe were in a mess, Yi Yun, the main culprit, was roasting chicken wings on the back mountain of the Lian tribal clan.
While he was roasting, he sang a song.
This was a parody of "Journey to the West: An Immortal's Adventures". After Stephen Chow stole the Bull Demon King's fork, he used it to roast chicken wings.
"Chicken wings, I love to eat! Roasted chicken wings, I love to eat! Braised chicken wings, I love to eat! "
This was a silly song without any substance. The tune sounded cheap, but Yi Yun sang it happily.
Using firewood to roast meat was difficult, but nothing could stop a foodie from eating barbecued meat.
Soon, Yi Yun's roasted chicken wings were fragrant. Drops of fat dripped into the fire, making crackling sounds.
"It's done!" Yi Yun sprinkled some seasoning on a roasted chicken wing. "Sis Xiaorou, have a taste."
Yi Yun handed the first roasted chicken wing to Jiang Xiaorou.
"Be careful it's hot," Yi Yun exhorted.
Yi Yun exhorted. To Yi Yun, Jiang Xiaorou was the most important person in this world.
"Kid, you sure know how to exhort your sister." Jiang Xiaorou stared at Yi Yun. In the past, when Jiang Xiaorou cooked porridge for Yi Yun, she was afraid that Yi Yun would burn his mouth. She would blow on the porridge to cool it, and then exhorted Yi Yun to "eat slowly, be careful it's hot".
It was a very simple sentence, but it sounded very warm.
Yi Yun's chicken wings were guaranteed to be crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. There were only a few blackened spots, but it was harmless.
Jiang Xiaorou opened her mouth and took a small bite. It was tender, juicy and delicious.
"It's delicious!"
Jiang Xiaorou blushed. What could be more blissful than eating her brother's chicken wings around a bonfire in the middle of the night?
"Yun-er, you should eat too."
"Yes, of course. I researched for a long time before I found firewood that does not produce black smoke!"
Yi Yun laughed. These days, Yi Yun's improvement had slowed down. It was no longer like before, where he improved by a small realm every few days.
The fifth level of Mortal Blood, the Qi Gatherer realm, was a watershed. After that, the speed of cultivation would slow down. Those without talent would be stuck at a bottleneck, unable to improve.
About half of the Chi Lin beast's head's energy had been absorbed by Yi Yun.
Now, Yi Yun had gained some insight into the Purple Crystal. He could control the speed at which the Purple Crystal absorbed energy to a certain extent.
Back when Yi Yun had just broken through to the Meridians realm, he had absorbed the desolate bone's energy without any obstructions due to his meridians being connected. It nearly caused his body to explode.
Now that Yi Yun could control the Purple Crystal's absorption speed, he would not make such a mistake.
"The Chi Lin beast's head's energy is much richer than Lian Chengyu's desolate bone. It should be enough for another ten days. By then, it's almost time for me to participate in the Kingdom's selection …"
As Yi Yun was thinking, he suddenly heard a faint rumble from afar.
After reaching the fifth level of Mortal Blood, Yi Yun's senses were extremely sharp. The sound was far away, but Yi Yun could hear it immediately.
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