Kill Me More Times, I'll Become Invincible-Chapter 332:

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Peach Blossom Villa.

Inside a quiet room in the villa.

Qiao Mu and Wooden Sword Walker Lu Yanbei sat facing each other.

After leaving the Hundred-mile Desert, Wooden Sword Walker Lu Yanbei parted ways with Qiao Mu and the three hundred old soldiers.

The last time they met, Qiao Mu’s name was still "Qiao Shui," it was at the tomb of the Earth Sword Immortal in Anxi Pass.

When they met at this moment, Qiao Mu saw Lu Yanbei as an old friend, while Lu Yanbei seemed a bit reserved.

Lu Yanbei was known as the "Wooden Sword Walker," a master swordsman who learned his swordsmanship skills from his younger brother, the Earth Sword Immortal Lu Yannan, and he was a famous swordsmanship expert in the martial world.

He was also eighty-seven years old like the Earth Sword Immortal, but after not seeing each other for over half a year, it was clear that Lu Yanbei looked much better.

The wrinkles on his face had lessened, making him appear like a sprightly old man in his seventies.

Especially his spirit was high, his eyes shining brightly, giving off the aura of a sharp sword about to be unsheathed.

In a daze, Qiao Mu felt as if he saw the Earth Sword Immortal from within the Hundred-mile Desert once again.

In fact, Lu Yanbei and the Earth Sword Immortal were twin brothers from the same mother, and they bore a striking resemblance to each other.

However, the Earth Sword Immortal had long been secretly practicing the ways of immortality, so he didn’t show signs of aging on the outside.

As for Lu Yanbei, at eighty years old he had entered his old age as a martial artist, appearing much more aged in Qiao Mu’s memory. The difference in appearance between the two brothers was like that of a father and son.

"It seems like he has succeeded in practicing the ‘Xumi Mountain King Sutra’," Qiao Mu carefully observed Lu Yanbei before speaking.

"Mr. Qiao has sharp eyes," Lu Yanbei nodded.

Back in the Hundred-mile Desert, he was taught the ‘Xumi Mountain King Sutra’ by a member of the Qiao family along with the city’s military and civilians, making him one of the earliest practitioners.

He had good talent and understanding, reaching the 1st rank of Spiritual Refining Period at his peak.

However, when Qiao Mu met him, he was already 87 years old, far from his peak with declining energy and blood. Even his spiritual essence was fading, and his martial arts determination was not as strong as it was in his youth.

"He has made good progress in the ‘Xumi Mountain King Sutra’," Qiao Mu nodded.

"The ‘Xumi Mountain King Sutra’ can directly convert to the ‘Human Path Sutra,’" he explained.

"Those who reached the 1st rank in martial arts in the old era were considered exceptional individuals."

"In this era, you should aim for even higher achievements."

In the ancient martial arts world, being the 1st rank was definitely the top of the 9 ranks of martial artists system.

What about the superb rank?

In the past few hundred years, there were only a few superb martial artists in the entire martial arts world at the same time, maybe a dozen or so. In earlier times, there were even fewer, naturally they were rare talents and outstanding heroes.

It’s a pity that the superb ranks of the past martial arts world have long since died at the hands of the Martial Saint.

If the Spear Saint, Eight-armed Heavenly Dragon, and others could still be alive today, who knows if they could be as remarkable as the Martial Saint, renewing their glory.

Lu Yanbei felt a bit emotional when he heard Qiao Mu’s praise.

To receive such praise from a living martial arts legend was an honor, even for him, a well-known martial artist.

"At my age, with one foot already in the grave, being able to continue improving in martial arts is thanks to the help of the Qiao family ancestors," sighed Lu Yanbei.

"It’s your own effort, not the merit of my Qiao family," Qiao Mu looked at Lu Yanbei.

This person’s strength has not reached its peak yet, but their spiritual cultivation has already reached a high level, entering the top rank.

"Even in old age, with a determined spirit, one can reach the peak again. It is your determination that brings you back to the peak, not the Xumi Mountain King Sutra’s magical powers."

In front of the grave of the Earth Sword Immortal at Anxi Pass, Lu Yanbei vowed to retrieve the Earth Sword Immortal’s sword from the Immortal Gate.

This is almost an impossible task, but clearly, Lu Yanbei is serious about it. His breakthrough in mindset shows his determination.

"For the past six months, I have been searching for news of my friend Lu Yannan. He turned into a sword and lost his physical form, falling into the hands of Elder Qingzhuo of the Great Dao Sect."

Lu Yanbei said:

"Recently, I heard rumors about a legendary divine sword emerging in the Southeast Province again."

"It is said that there is a divine sword that is neither copper, iron, nor steel, capable of speaking and moving in the air to demonstrate superior swordsmanship…"

"Are you suspecting that this is the Earth Sword Immortal?" Qiao Mu asked in surprise.

He was just wondering what would happen if Spear Saint, Eight-armed Heavenly Dragon and other powerful warriors from the previous era were born in this world. And then, he immediately heard the news about Earth Sword Immortal.

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"Just skeptical," said Lu Yanbei.

"inhuman has always been cunning, maybe it’s a trap," he said.

"If I go alone to Southeast Province to find out the truth, I fear I will be vulnerable and risk my own life —"

"So you come to me for help?" Qiao Mu became interested.

Regardless of the truth, Earth Sword Immortal, who survived in the sword by unknown means, was worth a trip to Southeast Province for him.

He had no objections to helping out.

Before Qiao Mu was known as "Qiao Shui," he had made a promise to Lu Yanbei that a Qiao family member would personally bring Earth Sword Immortal back from the Great Dao Sect.

Now, he was fulfilling that promise.

Lu Yanbei blushed, showing embarrassment.

"I am troubled Mr. Qiao with this matter."

"I… as an old man, I have never asked for help, but this matter involves my younger brother’s life, and I am not strong enough to confront the Immortal Gate."

"Actually… if Elder Qingzhuo were still in the Great Dao Sect, I wouldn’t have the audacity to…"

Lu Yanbei hesitated in his words, clearly feeling embarrassed.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally made up his mind and said:

"Whether Mr. Qiao sees me as an opportunistic hypocrite or a shameless villain…"

He knelt down, abandoning his dignity and bowed deeply to Qiao Mu.

"If Mr. Qiao agrees, my life will belong to the Qiao family from now on. I am willing to sacrifice myself for the Qiao family."

But when he looked up, he realized that Qiao Mu had already stood up and was standing at the door of the quiet room, watching the fat cat yawning in the courtyard with its back towards him.

"What’s the point of taking your life?"

"I’ll bear the consequences myself." Qiao Mu replied.

When Qiao Mu turned around with his current perspective.

Elder Qingzhuo in the Hundred-mile Desert was indeed a Nascent Soul cultivator, but he was too arrogant and suffered a big loss.

With Qiao Mu’s previous martial arts strength, it was impossible for him to deal with the Elder of the Immortal Gate.

Even if he used up all five lives, he still couldn’t make it out of the Hundred-mile Desert.

Therefore, Qiao Mu felt he owed a debt to Earth Sword Immortal, and now he saw it as repaying a favor.

Moreover, if he could really rescue Earth Sword Immortal, who was currently in the form of a stone sword, Qiao Mu wondered what kind of storm he could stir up in Jiu Province.

"Even though I am involved in this matter, the journey to Southeast Province is long, and we need to think carefully about it."

Qiao Mu had just killed an elder from Immortal Gate in Southwest Province, so Yunxiao Sect definitely cannot act like nothing happened.

For now, not taking action is probably brewing a conspiracy, just the calm before the storm.

If Qiao Mu leaves at this moment, it would be easy for him, but the subsequent rage of Immortal Gate will likely have to be borne by others.

Lu Yanbei naturally bowed deeply in thanks and took his leave.

Qiao Mu was about to take out a scroll to continue practicing the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method, but unexpectedly, two people approached.

These two people, one was Wei En, and the other was a young man whom Qiao Mu had never seen before.

"Mr. Qiao." Wei En greeted with a bow:

"He is Wu Qizheng, who has been working tirelessly to kill the Martial Saint."

Wei En spoke very quickly, as if he had something important to do:

"A skill like the《Divine Transformation Technique》, I need to give it to the royal court as soon as possible, so I must say goodbye for now."

If Founding Emperor Yan could learn the《Divine Transformation Technique》earlier, the situation in Zhong Province would improve.

Currently, Jiu Province is in chaos, and the other eight provinces are engulfed in a war. The Great Yan Imperial Court is weakening every day, which also means that the power of the Human Emperor Sword is declining.

The young emperor is not yet capable enough to support the overall situation.

The entire Great Yan Imperial Court relies solely on Founding Emperor Yan.

With the《Divine Transformation Technique》, Founding Emperor Yan’s strength could greatly increase, which gave Wei En hope for stabilizing the situation in Jiu Province.

Moreover, Qiao Mu gave him not only the《Divine Transformation Technique》but also the《Spiritual Sound Conducting Technique》.

The《Spiritual Sound Conducting Technique》doesn’t benefit Founding Emperor Yan in martial arts, but it is equally significant.

The special connection between martial artists can break through the Immortal Gate’s barrier, possibly helping Zhong Province to communicate with the other eight provinces.

Wei En, known as the best at lightness skills in the world, naturally took personal responsibility for this important matter, rushing day and night straight to the capital of Zhong Province.

Wei En hurriedly left without saying much.

Inside the quiet room, only Wu Qizheng and Qiao Mu stood facing each other.

"Are you Wu Qizheng?" Qiao Mu looked at the unfamiliar young man in front of him.

This young man appeared to be in his early twenties, very young-looking, but his gaze was deep and he seemed quite extraordinary.

The Wu Qizheng he had met in Nan Province appeared to be an ordinary middle-aged man.

However, it made sense. Wu Qizheng, who was skilled in Shape Changing, like Qiao Mu, always wore a mask, so no one knew his true age or appearance.

"I heard you are looking for trouble with the Martial Saint," Wu Qizheng spoke.

"If there is anyone in this world who can stop and kill the Martial Saint, it must be a member of your Qiao family."

"As long as you have the intention to kill the Martial Saint, I can help you."

Wu Qizheng kept a certain distance in his attitude towards others.

The past "Qiao Zhong" and the past "Wu Qizheng" had some friendship, but now they are no longer the same.

Qiao Mu is not the same as the past "Qiao Zhong," and Wu Qizheng may not be exactly the same as the past Wu Qizheng.

The Shape Changing Skill used to deceive both the Martial Saint and the Immortal Gate elders is not an easy task.

Perhaps the original Wu Qizheng has perished under the heavenly thunder, and the being in front of Qiao Mu is just a creature with the same name created by the Shape Changing Skill.

Qiao Mu asked, "Are you the one who pretended to be the famous doctor Dong Xinglin, who was treating Hai Wuya in the Zhong Province Imperial Capital and used flesh to extend his life?"

Qiao Mu frowned at the thought.

"But Dong Xinglin was a famous doctor, with rows of apricot trees in front of his clinic. It was said that he planted a tree for every person he saved over the years. After decades of accumulation, he had created a stunning landscape."

"Oh, you mean that thing," said Wu Qizheng calmly.

"The apricot trees were planted by me, and my reputation was spread by my associates. My apprentices usually treat the patients. As for ‘Dong Xinglin’, he is getting old and doesn’t practice medicine regularly. Any problems with that?"

Qiao Mu was speechless for a moment.

It’s true, the disciple of the Martial Saint couldn’t possibly choose the ordinary path and be obedient.

Wu Qizheng was the only martial artist who had completely broken free from the control of the Martial Saint. This free man, however, was plotting to kill the Martial Saint.

"As for the sacrifices for life…" Wu Qizheng squinted his eyes.

"I just think that someone as pure as Hai Wuya should live longer."

Mentioning Hai Wuya made Wu Qizheng sentimental too. He didn’t want to dwell on this topic and quickly changed it, throwing out a bombshell:

"Wu Qiankun has died."

"He was killed by the Martial Saint."

"The recent ‘disappearance of creatures devouring cities’ in the Southwest Province, where villages, towns, and cities were wiped out overnight, was actually caused by Wu Qiankun."

"…The Martial Saint killed Wu Qiankun, could it be for a reason?" Qiao Mu was skeptical.

"I don’t believe it either," Wu Qizheng said coldly.

"Doing dirty deeds with a saintly heart, who would believe that?"

"Anyone can talk nicely, but in the end, it’s about what they do, not what they say."

Wu Qizheng’s gaze was indifferent, as an abandoned disciple replacing the deceased Martial Saint, it was clear he had no hope or trust in the Martial Saint.

"You hate the Martial Saint so much?" Qiao Mu was slightly surprised.

The family relationships in the Martial Saint family don’t seem very harmonious.

Unlike the Qiao family, with so many people in the whole family, everyone gets along really well.

"To me, inhumans are a source of chaos in the world, and Martial Saint is another source of chaos." Wu Qizheng squinted his eyes.

"Wu Qiankun, among the Martial Saint’s adopted children, has the highest martial arts skills and the highest level of spiritual refining. He once ranked first in the Spiritual Refining List."

"Although the Taotie Swallowing Heaven Skill is extraordinary, it is not without flaws."

"It requires high mental strength. Each time it devours, it is a process of sharpening iron with iron. If a sharp blade cannot be honed, it will break."

"Even our strongest Wu Qiankun has become a beast out of control."

"As strong as Wu Qiankun is, he has only reached this point. Although Martial Saint is stronger than him, how far can he go?"

"Are you saying that Wu Qiankun is actually a possibility of becoming the Martial Saint in the future?" Qiao Mu was intrigued.

"Yes, but it’s not just that," said Wu Qizheng.

"Not only Wu Qiankun, but also the other members of the Wuji family, how could they not have the same potential as Wu Qiankun?"

As one of the seventy-two wise men, Wu Qizheng naturally understood the Wuji Association and Martial Saint.

During the era of the "Martial Saint Spiritual Technique," out of three thousand martial arts geniuses, after a bloody selection, less than one hundred survived.

However, the Martial Saint quickly realized that this path was not feasible.

The strongest survivor of this bloody selection was naturally Wu Qiankun, who was only a "Little Martial Saint" and ultimately followed behind the Martial Saint.

The bloody selection failed, as no matter how they were trained, they could not produce a supreme master capable of competing with the Martial Saint.

In the Way of Gluttony, the Martial Saint was an invincible powerhouse, unmatched by anyone who came before or after.