Tyrant Sky Martial Soul-Chapter 2164 - 2167: Slaying the Erroneous Clan’s Elder, the Laborers’ Rebellion
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! You can use me as a hostage, that way, you can threaten them not to attack the Ling Family."
The Elder Supreme of the Erroneous Clan was eventually caught by Ling Yuhua, while the others were all killed without exception.
Ling Jiaojiao and Ling Yan both made breakthroughs during the battle.
One reached the cultivation level of the Ninth Celestial Realm, and the other reached the First Heavenly Realm High Rank.
This advancement significantly enhanced the strength of the Ling Family.
At this moment, Ling Xiao had carefully picked the Hell Fruit and stored it in a jade bottle, preparing to use it for alchemy.
One Hell Fruit can only help one Martial Artist break through to the Yin-Yang Realm.
However, one Hell Fruit can be refined into ten Yin-Yang Hell Pills!
The effect of each pill is not inferior to the Hell Fruit itself.
This is why most people do not consume Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures directly, as it would be too wasteful.
With four Hell Fruits, Ling Xiao could refine forty Yin-Yang Hell Pills, enough to help forty people break through to the Yin-Yang Realm cultivation.
Of course, he planned to keep ten for himself.
And another ten would be reserved for winning people's hearts when he went to Eight Immortals County.
The remaining twenty would all be given to Ling Jiaojiao to distribute.
Those who are loyal to him and have the potential to break through to the Yin-Yang Realm will receive them first.
But this is a matter for later; the immediate problem is solving the siege of the Ling Family.
Ling Yuhua hesitated upon hearing the words of the Erroneous Clan's Elder Supreme.
He thought it over, and indeed, having this guy as a hostage might at least make the Erroneous Clan wary.
But Ling Xiao suddenly approached, and with a flash of sword light from his sword, he killed the Erroneous Clan's Elder Supreme on the spot.
"We don't need a hostage, because those twelve clans can never break through the Ling Family Courtyard."
Ling Xiao said calmly, "Let's go; once you return, you'll understand why."
Although Ling Yuhua and the others were puzzled, they all nodded in trust of Ling Xiao and followed him swiftly toward Yuhua Town.
...
At this moment, outside the Ling Family in Yuhua Town.
Bodies were strewn everywhere.
However, these bodies were not of the Ling Family, but left by the twelve clans that besieged the Ling Family.
A rough estimate suggested there were over ten thousand corpses.
Blood covered the ground, turning the street red.
"No, this isn't what was agreed upon. Who set up such a terrifying array formation for the Ling Family, causing us so much loss, it's infuriating."
One clan leader cried out in anguish.
"I think we should retreat. If we continue fighting, we'll all end up here."
A timid clan leader suggested.
"Retreat? A drawn bow has no turning back! Since we've chosen to destroy the Ling Family, we can't give up halfway."
The Miu Clan Leader stepped forward, coldly saying, "That old man Ling Yuhua is already dead. What do we have to fear? In this world, the cheapest thing is human life.
No matter how strong the Ling Family's array formation is, it can still be broken, and I've heard that blood can render an array formation ineffective."
"Yes, I've heard that too. Let's just send in our labor force, as they are worthless lives anyway."
Another person said.
"That's a good plan. The lives of those slaves are worthless. Once we destroy the Ling Family, we can buy more slaves."
Soon, the twelve clans reached an agreement.
Some returned to their clans and drove a large number of laborers and workers to the Ling Family's gate.
These people were treated like livestock on normal days, and now they were sent to be cannon fodder for this dangerous task.
They were actually not at fault.
If there's any fault at all, it's for not having strength and never meeting a master who truly respected them.
Each of the twelve clans had tens of thousands of laborers and workers.
A total of 120,000 laborers were gathered before the Ling Family gate.
"Hahaha, with 120,000 people, we can trample the Ling Family Courtyard flat. The Miu Clan Leader's idea is brilliant."
Those who had been timid now felt confident again.
They believed the Ling Family's demise was just around the corner.
"Destroy the Ling Family!"
Whips snapped harshly on the backs of the laborers, forcing them to advance.
But if it were just laboring, these people might have done it begrudgingly.
Yet knowing they were sent to die, how could they willingly comply?
After half a day, they still refused to move a step.
This angered the overseers, who drew their weapons and killed the laborers at the forefront who were unwilling to advance.
They wanted to set an example.
But this action ignited anger on the faces of the oppressed laborers.
They had thought they were numb and would never resist again, faithfully laboring.
But at this moment, thinking of their families, their tragic fate.
Even being obedient, so what?
In the end, they were just cannon fodder for others.
They decided it would be better to rebel.
"Brothers, we've worked hard for them, faithfully laboring, but not even getting enough to eat. We never thought of rebelling.
But today, they're sending us to die. Are you willing? Are your families willing?
If we die, your mothers, wives, and children will be humiliated to death by them.
Are you willing to accept this?
If you're not willing, then follow me in rebellion. We can't live in humiliation any longer."
Suddenly, a laborer among the crowd shouted.
He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, tall and strong, and it was clear he had practiced Martial Arts before.
Laborers like him were not uncommon in Yuhua Town; their work capability was stronger, so their Martial Arts were not abolished.
But most had low cultivation, only reaching the Martial Vein Realm, not enough to cause an upheaval.
"It's that Wu Sheng guy again!"
The Miu Clan Leader cast a cold glance at the young man, revealing a trace of sinister intent.
"Kill him!"
Wu Sheng gritted his teeth and, seeing the martial artist charging at him, instead of retreating, he advanced first.
Because he knew that if he didn't act, those numbed laborers would not act either.
"Hiss!"
A sharp sword pierced into Wu Sheng's abdomen; this attack was one he deliberately took.
Although his cultivation was low, he was resourceful.
The Erroneous Clan's martial artist, after thrusting the sword, was still basking in the thrill of killing and didn't react in time.
Wu Sheng suddenly picked up a sharp blade from the ground and stabbed it into the opponent's throat.
The opponent was a Transcendent Realm Martial Artist, and he was just a Martial Vein Realm Martial Artist.
The difference was significant, yet under these circumstances, the opponent couldn't escape death.
"Kill!"
Wu Sheng directly cut off the opponent's head, clutching his wounded abdomen, and waving the sharp blade in his hand, he roared.
