I died young at the start, but I'm reincarnated with unlimited skill points!

The armored soldier at the very front was stunned.

They watched helplessly as those twelve living people turned into a sky full of white ash in the blink of an eye.

Then, ashes rose up.

The small patch of hazy demonic energy above the broken valley seemed to have been forcibly torn apart by some invisible force.

A drop of rain, exuding an extremely pure aura, fell.

"Tick-tock".

Raindrops fell on the demon slave officer's cheeks.

The officer instinctively reached out to touch it.

But the moment my fingertips touched that raindrop.

"ah--!"

A bloodcurdling scream burst from his throat.

That drop of clear rainwater was more deadly than the most potent poison to the demonic energy flowing within him!

The rain melted the scales on his face, burning through his flesh and revealing the black bones beneath.

Then, the rain intensified.

This was a pure, ethereal rain that only covered an area of ​​a dozen or so feet around the broken valley.

The rain fell on ordinary mortals and armored soldiers without them feeling anything, just like a normal spring rain.

But when it happened to that demon slave at the third level of Qi Refining, it was a devastating disaster.

The demonic energy within him was being frantically washed away and purified by the refreshing rain.

His cultivation collapsed completely within a few breaths.

The internal organs, which were forcibly catalyzed by demonic energy, quickly withered away after losing the support of demonic energy.

The officer fell off his horse and rolled and scratched wildly in the mud.

In less than half an incense stick's time, he turned into a shriveled corpse in a pool of foul-smelling black blood.

He died a very thorough death.

A hundred Dali soldiers stood frozen in the rain, staring at the officer's gruesome death, their grip on their swords trembling.

This rain was beyond their comprehension.

……

Half a day later.

The message was relayed back to the underground cavern through a hidden sentry.

The twelve brothers did not return.

But the scouts who went to investigate brought back news that silenced the entire camp.

The demon slave leading the group died, and his death was extremely gruesome.

The air in that deserted valley was so clean it made you want to cry.

There was not a trace of demonic energy.

Even if it's only a few dozen feet in radius, even if the wind blows, the demonic energy outside will slowly flow back in.

But that brief moment of cleanliness was real.

Li Zizai sat in the stone house, listening to the scout's report, his hands clenched into fists.

The fingernail dug into the flesh, drawing blood.

He didn't cry.

He stood up, walked outside the stone chamber, and looked at the ragged mortals in the camp who were looking up at him.

"They didn't die in vain."

Li Zizai's voice echoed through the cave.

"The method of mortals committing suicide is real."

"When our bones burn, they can really kill the evil spirits."

In the crowd, some people shed silent tears, while others vigorously wiped the dirt from their faces.

Verification successful.

In this twisted world, the method of mortal self-mutilation is absolutely feasible.

But it was just a light drizzle covering a dozen feet.

The death of a demon slave at the third level of Qi Refining was not even worthy of being called a true demon.

This amount of sparks is far from enough to truly shake the foundations of this world.

The technique of mortal self-mutilation must be spread like a plague to every prefecture and village of the Great Li Dynasty.

It spread to the hearts of every mortal in the world.

Clearly, Li Zizai understood this principle as well.

He looked at the refugees outside who had rekindled their hope, took a deep breath, and turned back into the stone chamber.

Inside the stone chamber, Su Yu remained quietly seated on his bunk in the corner.

"Immortal Master."

Li Zizai walked over.

The dozen or so leaders and deputy generals inside the stone chamber spontaneously stepped aside to make way for each other.

They bowed their heads deeply, even their breathing was deliberately suppressed.

Occasionally, when someone raises their eyelids and glances at the five-year-old child sitting on the corner bunk, there is no longer any suspicion in their eyes.

Instead, there was an almost subservient humility, and a fanatical grasping at straws.

The deaths of twelve people brought forth a rain that could burn the demon slaves to death.

This proves that everything the child said was true.

He is a cultivator, and he represents the will of Heaven!

In this cannibalistic world, he is the only god that mortals can look up to.

Li Zizai sat down cross-legged opposite Su Yu.

"I've made up my mind."

Su Yu raised her head, looked at him, and said nothing.

Li Zizai's expression was calm, as if he had just made a decision.

"The method of mortal self-mutilation must be spread, to every prefecture and every village and town in the entire Great Li Dynasty."

"If we rely on just over 10,000 people teaching in the caves, we couldn't finish passing on the knowledge even in a lifetime."

"But there is a way to spread this skill to all the mortals in the world in the shortest amount of time."

He paused for a moment, a very faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"With my life."

The moment those words were spoken, the oppressive awe and deathly silence that had filled the stone chamber was instantly shattered.

"leader?!"

Lieutenant Li Xiaotian suddenly stood up, his eyes instantly turning red, and his voice cracking from extreme shock and anxiety.

"What nonsense are you spouting?! If anyone's going, it should be us! There are tens of thousands of brothers in this camp. We'll pick a few hundred fearless daredevils to go down the mountain and spread the word. Anyone who even flinchs is a son of a bitch!"

"Yes! Chief, you mustn't go and kill yourself!"

"You are our backbone. If you're gone, who will these tens of thousands of brothers listen to? Will the resistance even exist?!"

The leaders were all in a panic.

Several burly men, their eyes red, rushed forward two steps, clenching their fists tightly, as if afraid that Li Zizai would die at any moment.

They were all tough guys who had survived countless battles, their families having been filled with blood by demons in the Blood Refining Workshop, so they no longer valued their lives.

The leader ordered them to die, and they didn't even blink.

But the leader must not go and seek his own death!

Li Zizai raised one hand and pressed it down.

"You guys will make too little noise."

Li Zizai's voice remained calm, as if he were stating a very simple truth.

"Ordinary people can't see it, and evil spirits don't care at all."

He turned his head and looked at Li Xiaotian and the group of men with bloodshot eyes. His gaze was gentle, but it revealed an irresistible determination.

"But this fire must be lit in front of everyone to burn the brightest."

A heavy, deathly silence fell over the stone chamber, broken only by heavy breathing.

Li Xiaotian bit his lip hard, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

His knees buckled and he knelt on the ground, burying his head deeply in anguish.

The other leaders also knelt down, digging their fingers into the stone slabs on the ground, their tears falling silently into the dust.

They weren't stupid; they understood what their leader meant.

It is precisely because I understand this that I feel extreme despair and pain.

In order to awaken the whole world, they could only watch helplessly as their most respected elder brother embarked on that most tragic and irreversible path.

Su Yu watched this scene quietly.

Seeing Li Zizai's resolute decision, and also seeing the grief of this group of ordinary warriors.

In Li Zizai, he saw an extreme spirit of martyrdom—the willingness to give up everything for one's fellow human beings.

"What do you want to do?"

Su Yu did not object, but instead calmly asked about the most crucial details.

"What evil wants is to intimidate."

Li Zizai spoke slowly, as if he were stating something he had thought through thoroughly.

"I am the leader of the mortal resistance army. I hijacked their blood tribute cart, killed their servants, and slapped them in the face."

"Once this gets out, the evil spirits can't possibly remain silent."

"The best response would be to arrest me and publicly execute me in front of all the people in the world."

"Whether it's a blood sacrifice or slow slicing, the more gruesome the better."

"Because what they want is for all mortals to see what the consequences of rebellion are."

Su Yu understood.

This is a completely open and aboveboard scheme.

Using themselves as bait, they wield the demon's butcher's knife to do their own thing.

"You're going to use this?"

Looking at the ordinary warrior calmly facing death, Su Yu felt a genuine sense of admiration.

"right."

Li Zizai nodded.

"If the demons want to kill me, they must gather people together and let as many mortals as possible witness it."

"The more people watch, the more valuable my death will be."

"At that time, I will ignite the self-mutilation method of mortals in front of everyone, right under the noses of the demons."

"Let them see what mortal bones look like when they burn."

"Let them see with their own eyes the rain of cleansing, let them see with their own eyes the evil writhing and festering in the clean rain."

"I don't need to say a word; every mortal present will remember this scene."

"Then they'll spread it."

"This is the fastest way."

Su Yu looked at Li Zizai and calmly exposed the most fatal flaw in the plan.

"After being captured, the demons may not carry out a public execution. They may simply throw you into the Blood Refining Workshop to be refined into a Blood Pill, so that you die quietly."

"Or, you might not even make it to the day of your execution and be tortured to death in prison."

Upon hearing this, Li Xiaotian and the others kneeling beside him trembled violently, their fingers digging deep into the cracks in the stone slab, blood seeping from their fingernails.

Li Zizai remained unmoved after hearing this.

"I've thought about it."

His tone remained calm, even somewhat nonchalant.

"If that's the case, I'll light my own fire before I die."

"Even if no one sees it, at least we can clean those few floor tiles in the cell and disgust those demon slaves guarding it. It's not a loss in the end."

He paused, his eyes revealing a deep understanding of the very nature of evil.

"But I bet they won't do that."

"Those things have been high and mighty for too long, treating ordinary people like livestock."

"If a beast bites its owner, the owner will never secretly kill it."

"They are so arrogant that they must be hung up and mutilated in front of all the livestock to show the master's power."

"What I will exploit is their arrogance."

After listening, Su Yu nodded slightly.

He admitted that Li Zizai saw things more clearly than he had imagined.

This person is not seeking a quick death, nor is he gambling on a slim chance of winning.

He was simply using his life to do something that only his life could accomplish.

The torches in the stone chamber occasionally emitted a faint crackling sound.

Li Zizai remained silent for a while, then suddenly stood up.

He knelt down on both knees in front of Su Yu and performed a grand salute.

"Master, I am certain to die if I go, but these tens of thousands of brothers and refugees must not be scattered."

Li Zizai's head was pressed against the cold stone slab, his voice muffled.

"I beg the immortal master to take over this army and become the new leader of the mortal resistance."

Su Yu looked at Li Zizai kneeling on the ground but did not speak immediately.

Having lived for nearly a thousand years, he naturally saw through Li Zizai's plan at a glance.

To ordinary people, it would be utterly ridiculous for a five-year-old child to be a leader.

But in the eyes of the rebels, he was the living embodiment of the Way of Heaven, the only spiritual totem in their desperate situation.

What Li Zizai wanted was to use his "god-like" status to stabilize the morale of these tens of thousands of soldiers.

"Are they reliable?"

Su Yu did not refuse, but glanced at the dozen or so burly men kneeling behind him and asked directly about the most crucial details.

Understanding the subtext of those words, Li Zizai breathed a sigh of relief.

"Reliable."

Li Zizai answered very decisively.

"The dozen or so leaders who were able to enter this stone house all had their entire families thrown into the Blood Refining Workshop by the evil demons. Each of them carries a deep-seated hatred and has no way out. They would never betray us."

"After I leave, the food, drink, and sanitation needs of this 10,000-person camp will be taken care of by my adjutant, Li Xiaotian."

"You only need to sit behind the scenes, and these men who have survived countless battles will be the most obedient knives in the immortal's hand."

Li Zizai had just finished speaking.

Lieutenant Li Xiaotian suddenly raised his head, his face streaked with tears and his eyes bloodshot.

Without the slightest hesitation, Li Xiaotian immediately turned around and slammed his head heavily against Su Yu, his forehead hitting the bluestone slab with an extremely dull thud.

"Your subordinate, Li Xiaotian, is willing to pay homage to the Immortal Master! I will go through fire and water, even unto death!"

Immediately afterwards, the dozen or so ruthless rebel leaders behind him turned around and offered their utmost submission and loyalty to the five-year-old child sitting on the corner bunk.

"We are willing to die for the immortals! We will never betray our leader's will!"

"May I be struck down by heaven and earth if I break this oath!"

The roar of the tough man echoed in the stone chamber, revealing a resolute determination to gamble everything.

They are not kowtowing to a five-year-old child.

They were kowtowing to "Heaven's Mandate," the only force in this world capable of saving mortals from suffering!

Su Yu looked at the group of mortals before him who had completely disregarded life and death, and a barely perceptible hint of approval flashed in his eyes.

"it is good."

Su Yu nodded slightly, making the final decision.

"I'll take this team."

Upon hearing this, Li Zizai let out a long sigh of relief.

His nerves, which had been taut for five years, finally relaxed completely at this moment.

There are no more worries.

Li Zizai straightened up, kowtowed three times to Su Yu, and a relieved smile appeared on his lips.

"Thank you for your kindness, Immortal!"