A family of loyal martyrs, starting with nine wives to continue the family line.

Inside the council chamber, the matriarch was checking casualty data with several officers.

Liu Jingshuang stood beside the sand table, her face cold as she marked out the distribution of the remnants of the Northern Rong army.

Wei Zhao sat in the main seat, his face bearing a perfectly thoughtful expression.

No one knew that the transparent panel in his mind was frantically displaying numbers.

[The Battle of Yanmen Pass - Final Settlement!]

[Enemy kills in this battle: 31,560]

[Note: This includes 31,560 people killed by frontal strangulation and 17,444 people killed by heavy armored troops.]

[Gained Killing Power: 49,004 points!]

[Gained 4,900 free attribute points to allocate!]

Four thousand nine hundred points.

Wei Zhao's fingers clenched tightly on the armrest of the chair, his knuckles turning white.

He felt like he'd made a killing after the last skirmish where he only earned a little over three thousand points.

This time it increased more than tenfold!

The panel continues to scroll down.

【等级提升：4级→7级（52，550/100，000）】

[Congratulations, host, on obtaining a new title—Little Butcher!]

Wei Zhao's breath hitched for a second.

Bai Qi's ultimate title was "Human Butcher," for killing millions earned him godhood.

What he has now earned is the title of "Little Butcher"—he is just one step away from the ultimate title.

[The Butcher's Effect: When the host is in command, the enemy's morale and fighting spirit drop significantly!]

[Note: This effect stacks with "White-Clad Assassin." White-Clad Assassin boosts friendly morale, while the Little Butcher suppresses enemy morale. A two-pronged approach leads to battlefield domination!]

Good guy.

Wei Zhao almost jumped off his chair.

The White-Clad Assassin buffs his own team, while the Little Butcher inflicts debuffs on the enemy.

With the two stacked together, he stood on the battlefield, and his own side roared to kill, while the enemy's legs went weak and they wanted to run away.

What's the point of fighting? Let's just surrender!

Wei Zhao looked at the 4,900 points of freedom attribute.

His current stats are: Strength 100, Constitution 105, Command 100, Intelligence 100.

When I increased it to 100 last time, the system said "Beyond the limits of mortals".

What about a thousand?

What would happen if it were a thousand?

Will it ascend to heaven on the spot?

Who cares? I'll add it first and see what happens.

Wei Zhao quickly did some mental calculations.

It takes 1,000 points to increase combat strength from 100 to 1,100.

The commander's rank ranges from 100 to 1100, or 1000 points.

Intelligence ranges from 100 to 1100, or 1000 points.

The physique improved from 105 to 1100, or 995 points.

In total, it's 3,995 points.

Four thousand nine hundred minus three thousand nine hundred and ninety-five, leaves nine hundred and five points.

Completely smash your physique.

Thus, the final values ​​are: 1100 in martial prowess, 1100 in command, 1100 in intelligence, and 1905 in physical fitness.

done.

"Increase the force to 1100."

The change came like a tsunami.

No, it's more powerful than a tsunami.

Every bone in the body is simultaneously shattered and rebuilt, and muscle fibers are broken down into the finest threads, which are then twisted into steel cables.

Last time, breaking the 100 mark in physical fitness was like "breaking out of a cocoon"—this time it's like "being reborn"—literally.

Wei Zhao gripped the handrail tightly, his fingers digging into the wood.

This kind of pain is unbearable for ordinary people. But his physical condition is over 100, and his pain threshold is far beyond that of ordinary people, so he didn't utter a sound.

After a dozen or so breaths, the pain subsided.

Instead, there is a terrifying sense of power.

He could feel every muscle in his body humming, like a crossbow that had been cocked.

With a casual movement of his arm, the air was torn apart with a very faint whistling sound.

The marksmanship that Liu Jingshuang taught him—no, not just marksmanship.

He developed a vague "intuition" for knife skills, sword skills, fist skills, hidden weapons, and even weapons he had never encountered before.

It seems that as long as you give him a weapon, he can master its essence in the shortest amount of time.

"Commander, increase it to 1100."

My mind exploded with a "boom".

When he commanded a hundred troops, he could see the offensive and defensive relationships by looking at the map of the North.

Now? He closed his eyes, and the entire border of the Great Wei unfolded in his mind.

Beirong, Xiqiang, Donghu, Nanman, Xianyuan——

The distribution of troops, supply routes, and tactical preferences of the five alien races were all as clear as chess pieces on a chessboard.

Where to attack, where to defend, where to set up ambushes, where to cut off supply lines—the answers almost automatically emerge.

"Increase intelligence to 1100."

The world has changed.

It's not a visual change, but a fundamental shift in how information is processed.

His brain automatically captures, analyzes, and categorizes the tone of voice, micro-expressions, and breathing rhythm of everyone speaking in the council chamber.

He only heard half a sentence of the conversation between the old lady and the captain, yet he was already able to deduce the complete content and conclusion of the conversation.

"Constitution, add everything else."

Smash it down to 905 points.

His physical condition soared from 1,100 to 1,905.

A buzzing vibration emanated from within the bones, and every inch of muscle, every bone, and every blood vessel was undergoing a complete transformation.

The feeling was like being thrown into a furnace, burned into molten iron, and then recast into an unparalleled divine weapon.

Wei Zhao gritted his teeth, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.

That was fucking awesome!

That fucking hurts so much!

He almost jumped up from his chair and yelled.

But when he caught sight of the old matriarch, Liu Jingshuang, and several captains in the hall, he swallowed back his impulse.

As they gripped the handrail, the wood cracked with a "crack" sound.

Liu Jingshuang turned her head, her gaze falling on the broken armrest under his hand, and raised an eyebrow slightly.

Wei Zhao coughed lightly and withdrew his hand.

A line of text, brighter than gold, popped up on the panel, almost blinding.

[Congratulations, host! Your attribute has broken through the 1000 mark!]

[A meteoric rise—The host has advanced to the First Rank Realm!]

First-class realm?

Wei Zhao was taken aback.

He vaguely remembered Liu Jingshuang mentioning that the warriors of the Great Wei were divided into nine ranks.

The ninth rank is the lowest, and the first rank is the highest.

The world's most recognized top masters are only at the second rank, and the first rank has been untouched for nearly a century.

He jumped straight to the first rank?

The panel is still running.

[Since the host has not yet cultivated any martial arts, the template is now activated—Martial Arts Exchange Shop!]

[The following are some of the martial arts techniques that can be exchanged (consuming Killing God Points, not counting towards level experience):]

【《Overturning the Seas Technique》—Rank: High-Grade Heaven. Effect: Drives a massive amount of true energy with internal force; a single strike can overturn rivers and seas. Exchange Price: 1,000,000 Killing God Points】

【Nine Netherworld Prison Suppressing Spear - Grade: Mid-grade Heavenly. Effect: The spear unleashes nine forms, each amplifying its power by one time. Exchange Price: 500,000 Killing God Points】

【《Ten Thousand Armies Breaking Formation Blade》—Grade: Upper Earth Rank. Effect: Specifically designed for battlefield combat; the blade's momentum amplifies the killing intent within a hundred paces. Exchange Price: 100,000 Killing God Points】

【"Indestructible Vajra Body" - Grade: High-grade Heavenly Rank. Effect: Tempers the physical body to its ultimate level, making it impervious to blades and spears. Exchange Price: 800,000 Killing God Points】

[For more martial arts techniques, please browse on your own...]

Wei Zhao stared at the string of numbers, and the corner of his mouth twitched.