My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit

Under this kind of overwhelming firepower, the Undead Army actually can’t really gather up, or maybe the mastermind behind the Undead Army is deliberately refusing to let them fully assemble, just to avoid getting wiped out by some random full-screen AOE. So in this world, the Undead are mostly coming in as small squads taking turns in a war of attrition.

As for the humans, you can only say they’re roughly united for now. According to the people in this settlement, although the whole world has all sorts of different names for them, they’re all just warlords. Right now these warlords occupy the best few pieces of land and have founded their own "nations", each one insisting that they’re the true orthodox Empire.

Even though they’re "allied" for the moment, if there’s any chance to screw the other side over, they absolutely won’t hold back.

As for the overall situation...

It’s exactly like the Old Demon Emperor said: Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, chaotic and lawless. Eating people or being eaten is basically just a flip in social status. That old man even told a story about a small kingdom not far from here: after its capital was breached, the entire royal family of the King got thrown into a pot and boiled.

Xue Dili honestly didn’t even know how to comment.

"Actually, if you look on the bright side, this place is doing better than I expected. Before I came, I thought this world had already turned into the Undead’s private back garden." Xue Dili thought to himself.

He really hadn’t expected there’d be a day when the Undead couldn’t use a human-wave tactic, and could only rely on small detachments taking turns whittling down the current warlords’ HP bars.

And these battle junkies are vicious enough too. To stop the Undead from using their corpses, they’ve chosen to just chop up their own dead and eat them...

All you can say is: brutal.

This is 100% "doing the right thing with the worst possible approach."

Looking at it this way, the situation is already very clear.

"Old Deng, let’s just go straight to the Undead’s lair and wipe them in one go. For us, we can totally just charge right into the Witch Demon King’s lair now and kill it. A Witch Demon King at this level isn’t even qualified to breathe in our direction anymore."

After roughly piecing together the intel, Xue Dili concluded that from his perspective, the Undead side’s power level is straight-up underwhelming—at best, their strongest is only about on par with the Old Demon Emperor.

Even if Xue Dili couldn’t use the Giant God of Destruction from Genesis, he could still crush that thing just by controlling the Divine Tree.

Right now he could even cosplay Hashirama Senju inside the Undead Army, controlling the Divine Tree to instantly grow an entire forest.

Only, this forest would all be extensions of the Divine Tree; if he doesn’t kill them off, they’ll eventually grow into new Divine Trees, which would leave him with endless trouble.

So once he confirmed that a Witch Demon King at this level wasn’t even qualified to breathe at him, Xue Dili immediately prepped a speedrun: drag the Old Demon Emperor over, smash the Witch Demon King, then toss all the Undead into magma for a hot spring bath.

As for the remaining warlords in this world, they were even simpler. The Old Demon Emperor’s strength is more than enough to kill them all and, just like he did once before, pinch a unified Empire back together.

After that, it’s no longer something Xue Dili needs to meddle in.

After his Enlightenment at Longchang, the Old Demon Emperor now actually knows more about history and politics than Xue Dili does, despite being an Otherworldly People who only stayed on Earth for a few days.

Old Deng nodded at Xue Dili’s plan. It might be crude and violent, but with how absurdly busted their power is right now, they should absolutely be using this kind of simple, no-brain strategy.

The simpler the plan, the fewer the flaws. Plus the whole thing is built on the two of them completely steamrolling this world’s current power ceiling anyway.

So while Xue Dili continued to take in some local sights of the Otherworld, he also shined some Holy Light on the Wraith Demon inside his own Consciousness Space. At that moment, Susu suddenly cut in: "Bro, I’ve already tested the Undead of this world on my side. I can also find a way to ferry them into my body. After all, in essence they’re pretty similar to the Evil Ghosts from my world."

"They didn’t mesh that well before, but now I’ve tested it on this Banshee and it works. You can just pull them straight into my Pure Land..." Susu said.

"Huh, that gives me another hard counter to the Undead." Xue Dili thought.

Because for him, his whole body is basically carved with "Undead counter" all over it. Whether it’s Holy Light, Genesis, or the Divine Tree, every one of them is a killer move with insane advantage against the Undead.

What can he say—no shame in being someone who made his name by massacring Undead. Even if it was all unintentional growth, he still ended up covered head to toe in anti-Undead tools.

Now that Susu’s joining in, it’s just icing on the cake. Susu still holds part of Margaret’s authority; for example, her essence is still basically a supersized Pure Land—a full-on Spiritual Particle shredder.

Throw all dead souls and the dead into this Spiritual Particle shredder of hers, and they get ground down into their purest primordial form—dust to dust, earth to earth. That’s the logic of a planet’s cycle.

The living things on a planet enjoy the energy provided by the world, and after they die, everything about them flows back into the planet, making the planet stronger.

And Susu, as the vessel, basically handles this part of the job. This "useless" Witch isn’t that useless after all; somehow she really did manage, starting from this Banshee, to tinker out a method to bring the Undead into her Pure Land and grind them down into their most basic Spiritual Particle form.

"Not bad, Susu." Xue Dili patted her head, giving some encouragement.

Susu froze for a moment, then her usual big-hearted goofiness vanished; she suddenly turned very shy.

"I kinda feel like... the current you, Brother Li, is way more cheerful than when we first met..." Susu said, fidgeting with her own hair nonstop.

Xue Dili paused, and finally realized why.

Because when he met Susu, he was under the influence of the Void. But now, for some reason, after the Void ate the Twelfth Apostle, its side effects have actually weakened a lot.

Add in the fact that senior Abdullah Hassan stuffed his Flowing Light Sand full of emotions for him, so he doesn’t need to worry about the Void’s side effects for the time being. With his personality snapping back to more or less what it used to be, that actually made Susu, who joined later, feel a bit out of sync.

From her point of view, it’s like a cold, stoic badass suddenly got patched into a goofy college idiot.

Xue Dili didn’t bother explaining. He just grinned and ruthlessly ruffled her hair. After turning her hair into a chicken nest, he ran off like he was fleeing the scene.

He left Susu standing there in a daze. Only after she realized that her originally silky black straight hair now looked like a vengeful ghost’s tangled mess did she puff up her cheeks and grumble, "This isn’t fair, I want to ruffle your hair too!"

...

The Old Demon Emperor got intel from his former subjects: the Undead are said to all come from a place called the "Great Tomb."

That should be the Witch Demon King’s lair. It might not be the familiar Frozen Throne, but Xue Dili was already loosening up his muscles, ready to speedrun the Undead catastrophe and then dip.

So after leaving behind this Tower of Light, and while the crowd of people who had just eaten bread were raising their hands and jumping in celebration, the two of them left this tiny settlement of just a few hundred people.

Their destination: the Great Tomb!

A Giant Dragon of blood soared directly across the sky—that was the Old Demon Emperor’s Dragon Spirit. This blood-condensed Giant Dragon was practically his true body, and it was also a "Treasure"-like ability he’d obtained back on Dragon Star.

Xue Dili sat on the Blood Dragon’s back, utterly relaxed, feeling like the difficulty had suddenly dropped off a cliff. This didn’t even feel like work anymore; it was more like going on a trip.

For him, something like an Undead catastrophe already counts as a picnic.

After all, what he’d been fighting before were either Apostles, or the Apostles’ Clan, or Demons made in imitation of Apostles, or straight-up World Consciousnesses...

Play in too many high-elo lobbies, and now stomping a master-tier room just feels like smurfing on newbies.

"How long till we arrive?"

"Probably a bit over an hour." the Old Demon Emperor said.