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Chapter 16: The True Meaning of Lian Yun
Lian Yun was deep in thought, not considering how to protect others, but reflecting on when he had begun to conflate the common people with the noble families. When had he developed such a dark mindset, akin to that of a crow?
There was no regret, merely reflection, and he even felt a sense of calm.
Yet he pondered, weren't the hundred thousand people around him also part of those noble families? However, since they had been sent here as cannon fodder, it implied that they were not valued; perhaps they were merely members of subordinate families, existing at the bottom of society, much like cannon fodder.
Suddenly, Lian Yun found himself confused, unsure about whom he truly wanted to protect. At this moment, aside from his own family, he couldn't think of anyone else worth protecting.
He struggled to come to a conclusion but did not dwell on it. Instead, he suddenly recalled the Elder Ghost from the Southern District, the one who regarded humans and spirits as equals.
To be honest, Lian Yun could not view humans and spirits as equals; he could only see his Ghost Slave as a partner without doubt. However, to regard those mindless spirits who only knew destruction and slaughter as humans was something he simply could not do.
It wasn't just that he needed to hunt Spirits to gain spiritual power; it was that he could not perceive those devoid of humanity as human beings. Even from the perspective of that Elder Ghost who had enslaved several soulless individuals, it seemed he did not consider mindless Spirits as his kind either.
Lian Yun continued to contemplate while surrounded by a transparent sword aura that seemed to muffle the outside noise completely, rendering him oblivious to the shouts and curses beyond.
"Friends, you two have taken thirty for yourselves. Isn’t that a bit excessive for just two families?"
Many people hesitated to approach but shouted for a while. Seeing that Lian Yun paid them no mind, someone turned to Eastern Sword.
Their tone was relatively polite since they had witnessed Eastern Sword effortlessly create this impenetrable sword aura for Lian Yun when he sat down.
With formidable strength and being from the Eastern Family, others dared not offend him easily.
However, before Eastern Sword could speak, Lian Yun opened his eyes and coldly declared with an air of dominance, "Come talk to me after you’ve divided those seventy among yourselves."
Excessive? Lian Yun scoffed inwardly. The resources occupied by each major family amounted to the entirety of hundreds or thousands—if not tens of thousands—of households' resources.
Was that not excessive?
Lian Yun felt that if some family members sacrificed their lives for it, it was not excessive at all. However, if it was obtained through forceful means or oppression of others, then that was truly excessive.
Now, he too had exchanged his life for this, so naturally, he bore no psychological burden. Moreover, Lian Yun's original intention was not to entice them into death.
After finishing his thoughts, Lian Yun closed his eyes again and fell into contemplation, ignoring everything around him.
Eastern Sword shook his head helplessly. Although he exuded a calm and easygoing demeanor, there was an air about him that kept others at a distance, making it hard for anyone to approach.
However, as the Ten Thousand People began to retreat, Eastern Sword felt a twinge of reluctance and said, "The family sent me to investigate whether there are any abnormalities within Fengdu so that the capital can prepare early. Indifferent Blood Spirit Fruit."
"I can guarantee in the name of the Eastern Family that he will not seize it from you unless it is on the tree. If you cannot obtain it, he might go after it himself."
After saying this, Eastern Sword wore a conflicted expression. His original intention was to reassure others, but after speaking, he felt as if he were tempting them to seek out the Blood Spirit Fruit, almost as if urging them toward death.
After wrestling with his thoughts, he glanced at Lian Yun with a hint of helplessness. He realized that accompanying Lian Yun was far from the fun he had imagined; instead, it brought a host of unnecessary troubles.
As for the hundreds of teams present, after hearing Eastern Sword's words, they were not entirely convinced but felt somewhat reassured. After all, their previous fears were more about Lian Yun's power; if Lian Yun insisted on seizing it, no matter how many sacrifices they made, they would never possess the Blood Spirit Fruit.
Now they could truly begin to strategize.
Three or five teams gathered together—hundreds of people—and seven or eight teams with over a thousand individuals started discussing among themselves. Some teams consisted only of leaders who formed groups of ten to deliberate.
They recognized an opportunity had arisen; this was an undeniable fact. Thus, their discussions revolved around how to minimize casualties or acquire more Blood Spirit Fruits.
With hundreds of family factions present, it was destined that very few teams would be able to obtain the Blood Spirit Fruit. If anyone could secure more than two fruits, it would be an immense achievement.
Notably, the usually dominant Sima Family indeed listened to Lian Yun's words and retreated without a single person looking back—decisively and resolutely.
Lian Yun took note of this but felt that it might be due to some command issued by Sima Yi. He chose not to dwell on it further and pondered for a while longer. Although he did not fully comprehend everything, at least he felt somewhat clearer in mind before returning to reality.
When he opened his eyes again, Lian Yun carefully observed the sword energy shield surrounding him before rising; as he stood up, the shield naturally dissipated.
"Do you think that if I take fifty, or even more than fifty Blood Spirit Fruits, I could lure those Ten Thousand People away?" Lian Yun said casually.
Eastern Sword was somewhat puzzled. This was something he had previously thought, but Lian Yun's question indicated that he had considered this issue. However, Lian Yun had not acted on it, suggesting there was more to the story.
Lian Yun smiled lightly, a hint of helplessness in his expression. "Among these hundreds of teams, at least ten of them have the capability to obtain Blood Spirit Fruits, but that's all. They don't have a hundred percent assurance that they can deliver the Blood Spirit Fruits outside of Fengdu."
"That's true. As long as there is one Blood Spirit Fruit left on the Blood Spirit Fruit Tree, there will definitely be teams that will stay behind."
"And you?" Eastern Sword felt a bit reassured yet confused.
According to Lian Yun, his previous act of taking thirty Blood Spirit Fruits was not meant to lead others to their doom but rather to demonstrate to these hundreds of teams that if they weren't too greedy, there was still a glimmer of hope for survival. It was a form of protection in disguise.
This meant that Lian Yun had not changed. However, if that were the case, why did he need to reflect? Or perhaps Lian Yun was still the same as before; his words were simply unable to reach him.
Yet Lian Yun shook his head slightly and did not explain. Recently, he had developed a mindset that regarded human life as insignificant and had indeed committed numerous acts of slaughter.
Moreover, what Lian Yun had been contemplating was not about the current situation but rather whether he should save people when the Evil Spirits erupted in chaos.
(End of Chapter)
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