Human life is worthless

Li Family Estate.

Li Na's residence, a high-ranking disciple.

A man knelt on both knees, trembling uncontrollably, his eyes filled with terror, his nerves taut.

His heart pounded rapidly, feeling as if it would leap out of his throat.

"You said you found no clues about that low-ranking disciple!"

The speaker was Li Na herself; her eyes seemed to burn with fire, and her whole demeanor was extremely agitated and restless.

Extreme emotion caused her to clench her teeth tightly, a faint trace of blood subtly appearing on her pristine teeth, which looked quite out of place.

It was like an immaculate snowfield, sullied by a mischievous child's muddy footprint! It looked very awkward.

"I've already given you three days! Could it be that this person grew wings and flew away?"

"Truly laughable!"

The man below instantly felt his breathing become incredibly difficult; a strong will to live made him continuously kowtow.

Below him was hard flagstone, and he incessantly begged for mercy, hoping to receive forgiveness from the woman before him.

The flagstone was too hard and had broken his forehead, leaving the ground a mess with blood flowing non-stop.

But he couldn't bother to wipe away the blood, which caused it to stream freely down his face, making him appear utterly desolate.

"How ugly...."

As her words fell, Li Na, at some unknown point, held a three-foot-long sword in her hand; her face was cold and beautiful, much like a female swordswoman roaming the world.

The next moment! A bloody head flew off.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the body, losing its support, fell limply.

Li Na wiped the sword with a pristine silk cloth, her brows furrowing slightly.

"How dirty, I've already killed no less than nine of these lowly people in three days."

"But I still haven't found that disciple. These lowly people can die, but I, Li Na, absolutely cannot!"

Her eyes were filled with coldness and ruthlessness; she felt no guilt whatsoever over the man's death.

"Someone! Clean up this filthy corpse, and continue to send people to investigate for clues."

........

The scene shifts. A refined Young Master was leisurely drinking tea at a stone pavilion, with two guards standing beside him, both Cultivators at the second level of Qi condensation.

This person was the previously mentioned "Li Yunxiao."

He lightly raised his cup, and the aroma of tea permeated the air.

Li Yunxiao showed a look of enjoyment, and couldn't help but exclaim: "This Spirit Infusion Tea is truly a marvel of Qingfeng City!"

"This tea! One must only sip it lightly. Tea is like life, rich and colorful, truly leaving an endless aftertaste."

Then, Li Yunxiao glanced at the guard beside him, and the guard immediately understood, his posture instantly becoming serious as he loudly reprimanded those below!

"You bunch of good-for-nothings! Lowly scum! Not one of you can even gather three Spirit Stones a month! Young Master has been painstakingly protecting you all!"

"Is this how you repay Young Master! You truly are a bunch of lowly people! Your consciences have been eaten by dogs! You don't even know how to write the words 'repay kindness'!"

Shifting the view downwards, one could see at least thirty or more people, all dressed in old, tattered, and shabby clothes.

The youngest were only eight or nine years old, while the oldest were even eighty years old.

At this moment, they were all kneeling on the ground, their bodies trembling incessantly, their faces even paler than paper.

If one looked closely, some even had missing fingers, severed hands, or missing ears, and severely, missing arms or legs.

Some wounds had even become infected and festered, with the surrounding flesh rotting and atrophying.

A young boy, unable to bear the strong man's wanton insults, suddenly straightened his back! He retorted angrily!

"What protection! When we were beaten by temporary workers, did you ever come?"

"When my father was beaten to death, did you ever come to see? Failing to complete the workload would result in severed fingers! Even injuries sustained at work received no medical supplies!"

The young boy was filled with righteous indignation! His words were sharp! His eyes were full of a readiness to die.

The strong man on the platform heard the young boy's words and immediately flew into a rage, his eyes filled with murderous intent: "You little bastard! What are you saying!"

As he spoke, he raised his great saber and walked directly towards the young boy.

But at this moment, the young boy smiled; his eyes were filled with despair, regret, joy, relief, and other emotions....

Just before the strong man arrived, the young boy slowly uttered his last words in life....

"I can die! Because in my opinion, my death is very valuable, everyone has woken up, haven't they...."

The crowd no longer knelt, even though fear had disfigured them.

Their bodies stood proudly, their eyes no longer held a glimmer of weakness, even if they knew their outcome, at this moment they lived more like....

"Humans."

In a corner, a limping old man, with dirty, tattered robes and a scrawny body, was a complete and utter unkempt vagrant.

Just a moment ago, he had been mocking the foolishness of these people, but it was as if he had realized something....

He let out two self-mocking bitter laughs, then he was seen supporting a young boy beside him, straightening his back that had been bent for half a lifetime.

He murmured to himself: "So the world seen with a straight back is so beautiful...."

In the strong man's astonished gaze, each of them began to smile.

Chaotic sounds came from the crowd, everyone was talking to themselves, the bright sun shone on them... there was an indescribable warmth, an indescribable desolation....

"So humans are free."

"So standing straight is so comfortable, why did my parents warn me to only bend my back?"

"The sky is truly beautiful, so the steward was a bad person, he said we couldn't look up."

Most of them were sighing, some were reminiscing.

Li Yunxiao at the stone pavilion frowned, his face full of confusion and incomprehension: "What are they saying? How can it be so confusing? Could it be that all these people have gone mad?"

Li Yunxiao's eyes widened in astonishment, and he immediately asked the guard beside him: "Yan Guard, what do they mean, do you know?"

Yan Guard felt immense sorrow in his heart, silently sighing, and said to the old and young women in the crowd in an inaudible voice: "May you all have a good journey."

But when facing Li Yunxiao's question, Yan Guard's face stiffened, and he also showed a look of incomprehension.

"They, well, they've probably all gone mad...."

Li Yunxiao didn't think much of it, silently finishing the tea in his cup.

He then prepared to leave this place. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he solemnly instructed: "Yan Guard, tomorrow I am to visit a very important person, who is an Elder's successor, so by no means can they be underestimated!"

"Be sure to prepare a generous gift for me! And a robe that shows a bit of literary talent, as that important person enjoys writing poetry and drinking wine."

Yan Guard asked uneasily: "Young Master, how should these people be dealt with?"

Only a light, floating remark came from the tea pavilion.

"Kill them...."