Before following Jiang Xiaorou, Yi Yun never expected that "home" would look like this. When Yi Yun originally saw the sword bearer riding that huge beast, he guessed that this world was one filled with flying martial arts experts, with elites from all sorts of large clans.
Having crossed worlds mysteriously, if he could be involved in a huge clan or sect, he could even learn martial arts one day. Even if he lacked talent, he would still be able to survive without worry.
But, seeing the ramshackled house in front of him, Yi Yun nearly collapsed.
In the past, Yi Yun had gone to rural villages, but the houses he saw there were many times better than the house in front of him now.
This spartan house was made of mud and rocks. Aside from a table, two stools, two old beds and a stove, there was nothing else.
Jiang Xiaorou piggybacked Yi Yun into the house. Yi Yun was not accustomed to being piggybacked by a young girl. He had struggled to get down a few times, but his body was just too weak. Just a couple of steps tired him out and then Jiang Xiaorou had to piggyback him again.
Yi Yun felt embarrassed that a man like him had to be given a piggyback by such a young girl.
"Yun'er, you must be hungry…" Jiang Xiaorou said as she placed Yi Yun on one of the wooden beds. Although she was sweating profusely, her face was energetic. She was naturally happy that her younger brother had come back from the dead.
Yi Yun looked at Jiang Xiaorou's sweaty clothes. Although his body was thin and light, the journey had been at least two to three kilometers. Jiang Xiaorou, who was about fifteen years old, had to piggyback him sporadically and she did not have it easy.
If it had been a fifteen-year-old girl from Earth, simply walking empty-handed for two to three kilometers would have tired her out completely, not to mention giving someone a piggyback ride.
"Yea… A… A bit." Yi Yun moved his parched lips. These were the first words that came out of his mouth ever since he had been transported to this world. He originally thought that using a language that wasn't his would be difficult, if not impossible. But surprisingly, it was just as easy as using his native language.
"I'll prepare the meal," said Jiang Xiaorou with a smile. She delicately wiped the mud from Yi Yun's face before pulling over a pillow for Yi Yun to rest against and covered him with a thin blanket. She covered Yi Yun in a deft and gentle manner, leaving him in a trance.
This girl was clearly not his sister, but due to her giving him a piggyback as well as the meticulous care she gave him, he slowly began to develop tender feelings for her.
Yi Yun wanted to help Jiang Xiaorou light the fire for the stove, but she insisted that he stay in bed.
"You've just recovered from a serious illness, take care to not catch a cold. Lie down here, Sis will be back soon." Jiang Xiaorou said as she lifted a nearly empty bag of grain.
Fifteen minutes later, Jiang Xiaorou placed the broken wooden table in front of the bed. On the table was a big bowl of rice porridge, two unknown wild fruits and a bowl of boiled wild vegetables.
Yi Yun had been starving for days so his stomach started rumbling the moment he saw the food.
Yi Yun was craving for pork or some roasted chicken, maybe duck or fish. Just the thought of it churned Yi Yun's stomach.
How can I satiate my extreme hunger with this?
He wolfed down a large mouthful of porridge but his empty stomach reacted by making him even hungrier.
He ate a few mouthfuls of porridge and some of the boiled, oil-less vegetables. The vegetables were so bitter that he even had trouble swallowing more of the food despite his extreme hunger.
As Yi Yun had trouble swallowing such an unpalatable meal, he noticed that Xiaorou was looking at him without eating; he curiously asked, "Why aren't you eating?"
"I ate just before I found you," Jiang Xiaorou stammered as she turned white.
Yi Yun paused; he recalled that Jiang Xiaorou was at the graveyard at around three in the afternoon, how could she have eaten by then?
It suddenly dawned on him that even food like this was probably not easily obtainable.
What sort of world is this, with strong experts riding wild beasts, yet there were poor people that starved?
Yi Yun pushed the bowl of porridge forward and stood up to go check the grain bag in the corner of the house. As expected, the grain bag was already empty.
Yi Yun realized that the porridge Xiaorou usually prepared was even smaller in quantity. Because of his resurrection, Xiaorou had purposely cooked more porridge for a weakened him to "nurse him up".
"I'm full. You have some," Yi Yun said as he pushed the bowl to Jiang Xiaorou. On one hand, he had lost his appetite, while on the other hand, he couldn't accept that a girl had to abstain from eating just to feed him.
He had mixed emotions in his heart and wondered if it was still possible to return to his world from this alternate world. If he really couldn't, he wanted to find an opportunity to train and become a soaring expert.
But from the looks of it, survival was an issue. He might even starve to death before he researched anything.
"I'm not hungry," Jiang Xiaorou stubbornly said. "Tomorrow is the day that they hand out rations, we can get a piece of meat then. I'll prepare it for you."
Jiang Xiaorou's face blushed the moment she mentioned the handing out of rations. It was clear that she highly anticipated it.
Yi Yun stayed silent. On Earth, he felt that life was tough. But compared to this alternate world, that sort of life was incomparable. With insufficient food and the constant danger of starvation, life was really tough. It was really torturous to endure hunger.
In the middle of the night, a night breeze slowly blew as frogs hidden within the pond grass croaked. Yi Yun was still awake. He leaned on the bed, immersed in moonlight. He tossed and turned while holding the mysterious Purple Crystal. It was all because of the Purple Crystal that resulted in him climbing out of the collapsed mountain. This small crystal card was unquestionably a treasure. If he studied it, it could potentially be beneficial in some way.
This alternate world was filled with dangers for normal people. But in recollection, the middle-aged man riding the huge beast in the wilderness had a commanding aura. Compared to the suffering people folk, the differences were like night and day.
"If I were to become an expert, I could be free. At the very least, I wouldn't starve…"
Yi Yun touched his stomach as he recalled how he eventually managed to give some of his dinner to Jiang Xiaorou. As he was still a growing child, the porridge had long since been digested. He was already hungry once again.
As he felt the emptiness of his stomach, the smooth and cold Purple Crystal in his hand started to spread a faint coolness, as if…
Oh?
Yi Yun suddenly noticed something. He bolted up from bed as he stared at the Purple Crystal. An ecstatic smile crept upon his face.
Upon careful examination, Yi Yun noticed that tiny, faint purple dots of light surrounded the Purple Crystal.
These light dots appeared out of nowhere and slowly floated into the Purple Crystal before they disappeared, as if the Purple Crystal absorbed them. This process carried on indefinitely as the Purple Crystal's glow became a bit more intense.
What is the meaning of this?
This discovery caused Yi Yun's breathing to speed up.
As the Purple Crystal's glow became brighter, Yi Yun felt the Purple Crystal turn colder. This unique coolness traversed up both his arms, into all his limbs, as if the miraculous light was cleansing his body. It absolutely refreshed him.
Yi Yun remembered this feeling. While he was digging his way out of the cave, he felt this coolness whenever he was out of breath. It rejuvenated him with strength whenever his body was failing him.
Yi Yun knew that, for a person to live and to move, it was due to energy that was provided to the body, allowing it to renew itself.
Without eating, there would be no nutrition. Naturally, there would not be energy either, which would result in starvation.
An energy source was required to laboriously traverse such a long tunnel without eating or drinking for days. This coolness must be the Purple Crystal providing him with life-giving energy.
Thinking carefully, when he originally discovered the Purple Crystal in the cave, the Purple Crystal was emitting a faint glow like a night pearl.
However after crossing into this strange world, the Purple Crystal's glow had weakened. This could have been a result of energy depletion.
But now, the Purple Crystal's glow was beginning to recharge and grow stronger. What could be the energy source that was recharging the Purple Crystal?
Yi Yun carefully observed and realized that these vague tiny dots formed a surface leading out the window. It seemed like it… came from starlight.
Starlight was the energy source recharging the Purple Crystal?
Yi Yun thought for a while and jumped out of bed. He went to the stove and dug out some burning coal. He lit a handful of grass and watched as the yellow flames danced.
Yi Yun carefully placed the Purple Crystal in the burning fire.
Yi Yun's theory was simple. If the Purple Crystal could absorb the energy from starlight, it could perhaps absorb the energy from its surroundings?
Fire, which was a form of energy from what Yi Yun understood, was likely stronger than starlight. If the Purple Crystal absorbed the energy in the flames, could it be faster?
Yi Yun did not once consider the possibility that the flames could destroy the Purple Crystal.
But, no matter how much Yi Yun burned the Purple Crystal, the Purple Crystal showed no change, nor could he feel the Purple Crystal gain any heat.
The Purple Crystal was like a block of ice which couldn't melt. It was cold to the touch even after the coal fire died down.
Yi Yun shook his head as he abandoned the experiment.
He decided to venture outside the house. The starlight outside would be denser and could provide the Purple Crystal with more energy.
If the Purple Crystal was filled to the brim with energy, what sort of changes could it bring?
Yi Yun eagerly anticipated the thought!
Yi Yun opened the house door and the courtyard door before carefully closing them behind him. He was afraid to wake the sister up in the adjacent room. But when Yi Yun walked into the courtyard, he was slightly startled.
He saw a girl in blue, sitting under a tree not far from him. She was carefully polishing an arrowhead.
The cold arrowhead reflected the chilly moonlight onto the girl's delicate face, as if veiling her in a layer of silver yarn. By the girl's side flew dozens of fireflies, as if they were surrounding a goddess.
Jiang Xiaorou?
Yi Yun saw a shiny stack of arrows by Jiang Xiaorou's side. Each arrow was well manufactured with a sharp arrowhead.
"This is…"
Although Yi Yun didn't know anything about weapons, he could appreciate the elegance of these arrows.
"Yun'er, why did you get up? It's very moist at night and your body just recovered. Go back to bed quickly," Jiang Xiaorou immediately stood up with the intention of sending Yi Yun back into the house.
"Sis, why are there so many arrows?" a curious Yi Yun asked. Jiang Xiaorou didn't seem like she could string a bow.
"This is for the exchange of tomorrow's rations. It has always been this way…"
Jiang Xiaorou looked at Yi Yun weirdly.
"Oh…" Yi Yun was obviously unaware of this. Mysteriously, he had crossed into this world, he understood the words and language, but he did not have a single clue about the life of "Yi Yun". All of his memories were his own.
It resembled people who suffered amnesia after a head injury. Although an amnesiac would lose his memory about events, he would not lose his language skills.
Yi Yun had long thought of a perfect excuse, explaining, "Sis, I died once, so there are some things I can't remember…"
"You can't remember?" a startled Jiang Xiaorou asked. Yi Yun had fallen down from a mountain wall while picking herbs and broke his bones. He had then laid bedridden for a while before he succumbed to his injuries. He might have hurt his head back then.
Thinking of that, Jiang Xiaorou's heart ached and worried. "Yun'er, you…"
"I'm fine," Yi Yun quickly stopped Jiang Xiaorou. He wanted to assuage her of her worries. "Sis, tell me about this world, and about the middle-aged man who rode that huge beast. What's happening, there are so many things I do not remember…"
Jiang Xiaorou did not suspect anything and explained the various aspects of the world to him.
Yi Yun originally imagined that this was a world where martial arts was respected, but after listening to Jiang Xiaorou's description, Yi Yun realized that he had underestimated the importance of martial arts in this world.
More precisely, this was a world where martial arts was life. In this world, humans had their own cities and campgrounds while the wilderness belonged to the wild beasts and desolate beasts. Humans risked the threat of being attacked by wild beasts or desolate beasts when out farming or hunting. Because of these monstrous behemoths, it had limited the range of human activities. So among the commoners, there was a supply deficit.
For a campground or a city, highly-skilled warriors were a lifeline! Without the protection of the highly-skilled warriors, desolate beasts could destroy the residents of campgrounds and cities in a night.
Unfortunately for Yi Yun and Jiang Xiaorou, their tribe was a small tribe without a single highly-skilled warrior. The entire tribe was in a precarious state, one that could be destroyed any time. Because of the lack of strength, these small tribes had a lot of troubles cultivating or collecting food. They were unable to survive on their own but relied on the manufacturing of weapons such as arrows and armor for the bigger tribes in exchange for some rations and beasts to survive.
The raw materials for the arrows Jiang Xiaorou made came from a bigger tribe. She was only in charge of manufacturing them.
"Yun'er, go back in. Tomorrow I can exchange quite a bit of ration with these arrows. I can even exchange a piece of desolate beast meat. Do you still remember desolate beasts? Those are the strongest beasts, and only very large tribes are able to hunt them. Eating a piece gives a lot of strength! If one eats it for prolonged periods, one can become a warrior very quickly!" Jiang Xiaorou said dreamingly, for if her brother could become a warrior, it would be absolutely splendid.
It was a pity that they only had a chance to eat a desolate beast every few months. The hopes of becoming a warrior were destined to be an extravagant wish.
However, in large tribes, the young had desolate beasts for their meals, and it was actually not considered valuable among the big tribes. Although desolate beasts were hard to hunt, a desolate beast was over ten meters high and weighed a few tons. It was sufficient to feed ten people for years.
To the proud elites in the large tribes, the meat of the desolate beasts was for the commoners. What they ate was the desolate beasts' bones or desolate bones.
All the essence in the desolate beasts was in their desolate bones. A huge skeleton of a desolate beast could be refined through a special method to obtain a bean-sized desolate bone essence.
This desolate bone essence was used to help warriors break their limits by opening up their meridians, stimulating blood pulses and provide various beneficial effects. It was something all martial artists yearned for.
Of course, a desolate bone essence was simply a legend to the poor families in a lowly tribe like Jiang Xiaorou and Yi Yun's.
Forgetting a desolate bone essence, even refining a piece of desolate bone would require many steps and secret methods. It was impossible for a normal person to refine it successfully.
"Desolate beast, desolate bone essence…" Yi Yun mumbled to himself. The terms he heard from Jiang Xiaorou's mouth surprised him, as she was so knowledgeable.
After a silent night, Yi Yun woke up early the next morning from hunger.
Without eating for a few days, and only eating a tiny bit of porridge, Yi Yun's level of hunger was understandably high.
"Sis Xiaorou!"
Now, Yi Yun was accustomed to calling Jiang Xiaorou sister. He had learned from the chat yesterday with Jiang Xiaorou that he used to call Jiang Xiaorou "Sis Xiaorou".
"Oh… Sis Xiaorou, why are you…"
Yi Yun suddenly realized that Jiang Xiaorou's clothes were soaked with dew, and her originally bright eyes were now speckled with red blood vessels. She looked exhausted.
Looking at the two bundles of arrows that Jiang Xiaorou was hugging, it was clear to Yi Yun that Jiang Xiaorou had not slept once throughout the night to finish the arrows!
They were so poor that they could not afford to light a lamp. Jiang Xiaorou had used the faint glow of the fireflies and the moonlight to arduously finish the arrows overnight.
Jiang Xiaorou smiled saying, "Yun'er, previously when you fell and hurt yourself, I kept taking care of you. In the past two days, I was busy with your burial and rites, so I didn't have time to make the arrows. Today is the day we exchange them for rations, so if I had not rushed to finish them, the two of us would starve. I'm even going to get you desolate beast meat to nurse you up!"
As she said that, Jiang Xiaorou looked lovingly at Yi Yun's forehead.
Yi Yun was dumbfounded as he saw Jiang Xiaorou use linoleum to wrap the two bundles of arrows carefully. Her expression was that of glee and satisfaction.
Yi Yun exhaled deeply and tightened his fists. He was determined to give the sister who cared for him a much better life.
"Let's go, it's time to collect our rations!"
Jiang Xiaorou held on to Yi Yun while carrying the two bundles of heavy arrows. She came full of anticipation to the Sun Valley field where the ration exchange was taking place.
There were already many people gathered there.
The thing that caught people's attention was the man in a robe on stage.
He looked approximately twenty-five and sat majestically on a chair covered in beast hide. A well-made sword hung by his waist.
The man in the robe was lazily glancing at the suffering crowd as they busied themselves below the stage.
These people were moving the bundles of arrows and the sets of exquisite leather armor. A person who looked like a treasurer recorded down every item that was moved.
Standing beside the robed man was an elderly man dressed in yellow. He was all smiles, with a fawning look on his face.
"Are the weapons and armor satisfactory, Lord Tao?" The elderly man bowed before him as his face wrinkled up. The robed man took a glance at the elderly man before snorting as a response.
Although the robed man was full of disdain, the elderly man didn't betray any of his thoughts and carried on smiling.
Lord Tao was an ambassador from a large tribe, and he was in charge of collecting the weapons. It was because Lord Tao was not considered special in his tribe that he was sent here on the errand, but to the yellow-robed elder, he was someone of utmost importance.
Jiang Xiaorou handed over the two bundles of arrows she made in exchange for two small wooden tablets. With the two wooden tablets in hand, Jiang Xiaorou's face reddened as she gripped it tightly in her clammy palms for this was for her and her brother's ration.
After fifteen minutes, all the weapons and armor were stored in the large cart that was pulled away by two big horned horses.
Lord Tao lazily scanned the books as he threw a large wooden chest at the yellow-robed elder before leaving with his subordinates.
The yellow-robed elder politely sent Lord Tao away with smiles before finally wiping them off his face to exude a face of dignity.
All the tribal folks were burning with anticipation as they said, "Patriarch, please distribute the rations."
"Right! We haven't seen it in months!" A couple of people had started shouting for they were all waiting to collect the rations to fill their stomachs back home.
"Silence!" as the yellow-robed elder quelled the masses with a gesture. Yi Yun never expected that this spineless old-timer was the Patriarch.
"Since everyone is so impatient, let's distribute the rations!" The moment he finished speaking, a few strong men walked up hurriedly and brought out bags of rations from a warehouse and stacked them into a small mound.
"That's not right, Patriarch. Why is there so little this time?"
"Yeah! There used to be a lot more!"
"Also why don't we see any beasts?"
Many people started rabbling for they had handed more weapons than previous years, yet the amount received was pathetically lesser. Not only were the rations halved, the beasts had also disappeared.
"The Tao tribal clan has gone too far, how can they dismiss us with this tiny amount?"
"Patriarch, what's the meaning of this!"
Seeing that the mob was getting more disorderly, the yellow-robed elder snorted and said, "Shut your mouths! You will understand in a while. Distribute the rations now! Hand over your wooden tablets, and whatever you receive is all you will get!"
The yellow-robed elder said it with a force that resulted in many of the dissatisfied to zip up their mouths immediately. The yellow-robed elder was a warrior. Although he was a low-classed Mortal Blood warrior, he was definitely the tribe's pillar, so few dared defy him.
"Those from the warrior preparation camp are the first to receive the rations!" The moment the yellow-robed elder waved his hand, a group of men wearing animal leather walked forward. Their ages ranged from fifteen to forty years old. Without exception, all of them were stout and muscular from their training. These people were members of the warrior preparation camp and were the hope of the tribe. As young adults with good physical attributes, they were chosen from young for training. Besides hunting occasionally, they did not farm or manufacture arrows or armor.
Besides, anything beneficial like food was first distributed to the warrior preparation camp. Because, if any of them were to become a high-class warrior, they would bring lots of riches to the tribe. Besides being able to protect, the output capabilities of high-level warriors were extremely high as they were strong enough to go out into the wilderness to hunt. Just a few large wild beasts would be enough to feed the entire tribe for days. Without exaggeration, a single high-level warrior could sustain a small tribe!
There were dozens of people in the warrior preparation camp, and because they never participated in the manufacturing, they naturally didn't have any wooden tablets; but each of them still took away a big bag of rations.
The tiny quantity of rations was further reduced by a fifth, but there were tens of times more people who haven't received the rations compared to the warrior preparation camp.
From this, it was fated that many would starve.
Jiang Xiaorou, who was by Yi Yun's side, grasped the wooden tablet tightly. Her face was pale for their days were numbered if they didn't manage to obtain any rations.
The people were solemn as the warrior preparation camp members took their usual share, which definitely meant that there wasn't enough to distribute.
"Households with tier-one males, come collect your rations!" The yellow-robed elder gave another order. In this world where martial arts was life, males not from the warrior preparation camp received distributions proportional to their abilities.
A simple test was that of strength; being able to lift 150 kilograms made one a tier-one male!
The lesser they lifted, the lower their tier.
Those households with tier-one males heaved a sigh of relief and rushed forward to collect their rations. The wooden tablets were just for show. These households received much fewer rations than normal, but at least they received something.
These households were originally wealthier and would have surplus food. So even though their days ahead required them to be frugal, it wasn't a desperate situation.
"Households with tier-two males, come collect your rations!" The yellow-robed elder opened his mouth again. Compared to the person who was bowing to "Lord Tao", this yellow-robed elder was a totally different person with his cold demeanor.
A tier-two male could lift about 125 kilograms. The rations they received were reduced greatly.
The ration bags depleted rapidly. With every disappearing bag, Jiang Xiaorou's face turned pale. Her clammy hands gripped the wooden tablet tightly.
The problem wasn't about having fewer bags of rations; this was a matter of life and death. Without the rations, they would starve to death!
She was originally full of hope for this round's ration distribution. Besides getting the rations, she was hoping to receive a piece of meat in order to nurse Yi Yun. However, there weren't even any normal rations left.
"Households with tier-three males, come collect your rations!"
With the depleting rations, Jiang Xiaorou held her breath.
The yellow-robed elder frowned, as a number of rations was too little. Many still had not received it. In the months to come, many would be fated to starve to death.
But for the tribe's benefit, to catch that golden opportunity, the yellow-robed elder could only steel his heart and sacrifice the weak.
It was common for people to die of hunger or sickness in the tribe. The adverse living conditions resulted in the average life expectancy to be frighteningly short.
"The rest, come collect your rations."
With those words, a large group of people rushed forward. Jiang Xiaorou screamed as the mob pushed her down.
She was bruised from her fall, but she held on to her wooden tablet closely, as if it was her freedom that could give her hope.
"Sis Xiaorou." Seeing Jiang Xiaorou fall, Yi Yun rushed through the mob and pulled her up.
"Are you alright, Sis Xiaorou?" Yi Yun was anxious as being trampled by this mob would result in death. Jiang Xiaorou held on helplessly to Yi Yun's hand.
"Stop squeezing. All of you be orderly!" The yellow-robed elder shouted. His voice seemed to be imbued with a special energy, causing the mob that was squeezing forward to quiet down.
"Line up, one by one!" The yellow-robed elder was authoritative. No one dared to defy him for they all knew he held absolute power. He was in charge of the tribe, and he would execute whoever disobeyed on the spot.
The people lined up for the rations, even if it was a pathetic amount. But in a while, the rations were gone, leaving many without any.
Jiang Xiaorou's heart sank. Without the rations, they could not survive.
"Wang Long, bring out the few stored rations," said the yellow-robed elder to a stout man. Wang Long was one of the yellow-robed elder's family members.
"Yes, Patriarch." Wang Long left and returned in a short while with a small cart of rations. These were the stored rations containing only grain.
On Earth, eating grain was a source of vitamins resulting in healthiness. However, in this alternate world, it was a totally different matter. Grain was the remnants after processing. It was mixed with wheat bran as food. The taste was horrible and hard to swallow.
Also, grain was low in nutrients, and difficult to digest. In fact, it provided very little energy, about half of the rations. Although it was grain, it was better than nothing. The crowd could only resign to fate and collect the extremely tiny amount of grain. Jiang Xiaorou was right at the back, and by her turn, there was almost no grain left.
She passed the two sweat sodden wooden tablets and received two palm-sized bags of grain. Even if she and Yi Yun ate the grains as porridge, it wouldn't last them more than ten days.
Jiang Xiaorou was stunned as she held the light bags of grain, unwilling to accept her fate.
Her brother had just come back from the dead, were they going to starve together?
"What are you staying there for, stop blocking the way!" The man in charge of distributing the grain said impatiently, wanting Jiang Xiaorou to leave as soon as possible.
Jiang Xiaorou felt anger. She had worked hard overnight to make those arrows, and all she got was this tiny amount. Although she was a weak girl, she daringly faced the group of men who held the tribe's authority. "Why is there so little? I handed over two bundles of arrows. Not only did I not get the rations, but all I got was grain that is far from the normal amount!"
The man in charge of distributing the grain was stunned. He never expected the young girl to have the courage to question him.
"Do you even know the rules? You are just a kid and a young girl at that. Without any males at home, what's the point of having so much food? It would be a waste!"
In this world, the smaller tribes favored males. In the big tribes, there were various kinds of desolate beasts and even desolate bones. So the differences between the two sexes didn't matter as much.
But in a small tribe, a male's strength was an advantage gap that couldn't be bridged. Few girls had the strength comparable to men.
Being looked down upon, Jiang Xiaorou shouted angrily, "Who said I didn't have any males in my house? There is one right here!" With that said, Jiang Xiaorou grabbed Yi Yun's hand and stood beside him.
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