But even when facing a child, those Yu soldiers still raised their weapons.

All remnants of Chu must die; not a single surviving member of the former dynasty is innocent. The orders they received were to kill without mercy, even if the opponent was just a child.

Under the pressure of death, the inhuman child suddenly moved.

It was only at this moment that the Yu soldiers realized this was probably no ordinary Chu child.

In just one confrontation, five Yu soldiers had already fallen to the ground. Immediately after, more soldiers were torn to pieces. The dangerously extreme Evil Qi, which was perilous to ordinary people, was easily manipulated by this child, and slaughtering was as easy as eating and drinking to it.

And when the remnants of Chu returned, gritting their teeth in preparation to take away this most important research product, all they saw were corpses everywhere and the child sitting in a pool of blood.

This was the first time the remnants of Chu realized the true power of the Immortal body. Their previous imaginations had been far too conservative.

The remnants of Chu ultimately took it away and rewarded it with candy, and after that, they started to train it, teaching it the skills necessary for combat, shaping it into a genuine killing machine.

During this process, the once-child rapidly grew into a teenager.

The process was extremely swift, taking less than a year. This was not the growth speed of a human, but rather resembled monsters consumed by Evil Qi.

"It will become the vanguard general of the Chu people, the sharpest spear of the Chu people!"

At that moment, these remnants of Chu finally saw the dawn of restoring the kingdom.

As for it, no one cared what its thoughts were.

It was born a tool crafted for a purpose, its use was to fight against the Yu Dynasty, to restore the glory of old Chu. Tools don’t need their own ideas, only to execute the commands of their users.

But did it really have no thoughts of its own?

"Yes."

From a spectator’s perspective, Du Chengfeng could clearly sense this.

Indeed, it was an anthropomorphic weapon created by the remnants of Chu, but it was ultimately not real steel. It would tire from training and feel distressed when it couldn’t complete assessments. If it could eat sweets, it would be happy, and this was one of the few pleasures in its life.

As for the remnants of Chu, they became its family, after all, it had never seen anyone else.

But the remnants of Chu never contemplated these things; they truly regarded it as a sharp weapon.

The remnants of Chu deployed it to slaughter those officials of the Yu Dynasty, its bare hands being its best disguise, as people believed that someone without a weapon couldn’t stir much trouble.

Until it erupted with Evil Qi.

On that day, under the orders of the remnants of Chu, the Inspectorate in the Northwest Liang Province was razed to the ground by it.

It was an easy task for it, as simple as eating and drinking.

But just as it was about to leave, someone knelt before it.

They were the common people of Liang Province, expressing gratitude for its actions.

It turned out the Yu Dynasty was not a monolith, and there was infighting among those scholars adept at manipulating minds—though their infighting didn’t lead them to take action themselves. They were not like those rash Chu people; they were more skilled in using others as intermediaries and tools.

It was under this mindset that they exploited the people, treating the common folk like milk-producing livestock.

"They want to kill you, so why don’t you fight back?"

Faced with the common people’s lamentations, it was quite puzzled. In its view, these people had hands and feet, so why didn’t they fight back themselves?

Then, noticing its confusion, people told it the story of the great tree.

In the story, the people clearly represented those high officials of the Yu Dynasty, while the useful common folk had been pruned of their branches, turned into useful trees—in front of the knife-wielding people, what could the great tree as a tool do?

They couldn’t do anything; they could only sit and await their fate.

Until it appeared.

The people kept it, welcoming it fervently, simply because it did what they couldn’t do, even overturning the Inspectorate that oppressed them.

It initially wanted to leave, but the people offered pastries.

This was the first time it tasted sweetness other than sugar.

Smoother and more palatable, this led it to eat a few more pieces, which also caused it to hesitate.

That was when several sturdy men emerged from the crowd.

"You’re destined for great things! We’ll follow you!"

Follow?

It didn’t really understand what this "follow" meant. Those remnants of Chu hadn’t taught it this, and it never learned it by itself.

But it quickly realized that "follow" was likely literal; wherever it went, these people would follow, even if it returned to that Chu bunker hidden in the mountains, these people followed without wavering.

Naturally, when outsiders entered the bunker, it initially put the remnants of Chu on high alert, but after understanding the situation’s origins, these remnants found happiness.

"They’ve already learned to bring back their own materials?"