Kill Me More Times, I'll Become Invincible-Chapter 371:

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From Wooden Sword Walker Lu Yanbei’s explanation, Qiao Mu understood the history of the Sword Tomb.

As he listened, he felt something was not right.

"You just said that Iron-hearted Layman had no other interests in life except for swords, treating them like loved ones. Yet, this individual founded the Sword Casting Village and generously gave away the swords he crafted?"

Giving a sword as a gift seems simple.

But if you had a sword that could cut through iron like mud, wouldn’t everyone treasure it and hesitate to give it away easily?

The generous Iron-hearted Layman was truly remarkable, no wonder Sword Casting Village became renowned worldwide. This action was indeed exceptional… but when adding the phrase "treating swords as dear as a wife," things started to get strange.

Qiao Mu and Lu Yanbei both found this puzzling and remained silent for a while.

"Iron-hearted Layman passed away centuries ago. How can we, as later generations, understand his thoughts?"

"But the saying that he loves his sword like a wife has long been passed down."

Speaking of this, Lu Yanbei paused and then changed the subject;

"Although I do not know what Iron-hearted Layman truly thinks, I have a guess."

"After all, like the Iron-hearted Layman hundreds of years ago, my swordsmanship skills are not enough to reach the peak, falling short in comparison."

Speaking of Iron-hearted Layman, Lu Yanbei also had long felt a sense of mutual admiration.

Wood Sword Walker Lu Yanbei was well-known, in his prime he once reached the 1st rank of spiritual refining period, ranking 30th in the Skill List with his swordsmanship, and was a famous martial arts expert in Jiu Province.

However, his younger brother was the legendary Earth Sword Immortal, who was renowned in Jiu Province and once overpowered all opponents with a single sword.

As the older brother, Lu Yanbei was the first to practice swordsmanship. When they first roamed the world together, he, in his role as the elder, taught Earth Sword Immortal swordsmanship.

However, he was eventually left far behind by Earth Sword Immortal, lacking both in swordsmanship and reputation.

Lu Yanbei felt happy about his talented younger brother, but as a swordsman, he also felt a bit sad deep down.

He saw a huge difference in talent between himself and his brother.

Lu Yanbei’s expression turned slightly sad as he jokingly said:

"I have some talent in swordsmanship, but I have not reached the highest level. I am like someone lingering outside the door, unable to enter the hall of swordsmanship."

"I can see the light from inside the hall, but I can’t open the door," Lu Yanbei said with a hint of resignation.

"I used to think that this was the biggest regret of my life."

"It wasn’t until I saw my younger brother excelling in the art of swordsmanship in Jiu Province, while also enjoying life carelessly in the city."

So Wooden Sword Walker Lu Yanbei, who was famous for his sword skills in his youth, gradually shifted his focus away from swordsmanship as he grew older.

Instead, he dedicated his time to other pursuits, such as acting as a hero and passing on his skills to apprentices.

"Even Iron-hearted Layman might have thought so."

Looking at it from this point of view, Lu Yanbei could still understand the Iron-hearted Layman from before.

"Although he had talent and abilities of his own, they were not enough to reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship, so he focused on swordsmithing instead."

"Just crafting swords, what’s all this talk about giving them away?" Qiao Mu asked again.

Lu Yanbei said, "I’ve heard that to create a famous sword, merely shaping and sharpening it is just the beginning."

"No matter how sharp a sword is, it is still a weapon. And a weapon must draw blood."

"Only when it falls into the hands of a skilled swordsman, goes through battles in the martial world, and gains fame, can it truly become a renowned sword."

The first step is forging, the second step is gaining fame.

A sword empowers a swordsman like wings on a tiger, and when a heroic figure wields the sword, it gains fame throughout the land.

Both are indispensable.

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"This was the motto of the former Sword Casting Village. But since Sword Casting Village fell and became the Sword Tomb, this rule naturally changed."

The swordsmiths of the manor said, "A sword cannot become divine without enduring worldly hardships."

However, the guardian of the Sword Tomb said, "Even if an unparalleled divine sword gathers dust, it’s better than being wielded by the incompetent."

Qiao Mu shook his head, "Their ideas are completely opposite, no wonder the Sword Demon killed the swordsmith."

At this point, Qiao Mu began to guess the identity of the woman in red.

Yet it was not important, as this time he came to the Southeast Province with only one purpose.

In the past, the Earth Sword Immortal transformed into a sword and, with Qiao Mu’s help, defeated the Elder of the Immortal Gate Nascent Soul, at the cost of losing his physical body.

Nearly two years had passed since that time.

Now, no matter how much the Sword Demon and the swordsmith try to stop him, they cannot prevent him from fulfilling his promise and reclaiming the stone sword transformed into the Earth Sword Immortal.

……………………………………

Sword Tomb.

Hundreds of broken swords fell from the sky like rain, each emitting sharp sword light that cut through the air, creating piercing whistling sounds.

At this moment, martial artists from the Southeast Province had also arrived at the Sword Tomb. They gathered in small groups, supporting each other, and wielded their swords and knives to fend off the falling swords.

"What on earth is this?"

"Could it be that there are cultivators hiding behind the scenes in the Sword Tomb?"

"Is this rumored mystical place of martial arts, the Sword Tomb, really so mysterious? Is this a display of martial arts?"

These martial artists showed expressions of shock, with their hair standing on end.

Regular martial artists in the martial world usually only fight with each other.

Only superb martial artists can hope to deal with powerful demons, and cultivators are even more rare. There are very few martial artists in the entire martial world who have experience fighting against cultivators.

For ordinary martial artists, a high-level martial art manual or a sharp sword can easily lead to conflict and bloodshed.

The sword flying on its own is something that exceeds the understanding of ordinary martial artists.

As they entered the Sword Tomb and saw the falling swords, they were shocked and thought there must be a mastermind controlling them behind the scenes.

Clang!

In the distance, the famous sword, Burning Silence, cut through the air with mysterious trajectories, striking Xue Changhe down from the sky as he leaped.

After Xue Changhe landed, several sword lights crisscrossed around him. The swords Hidden Sea and Xingyue burst out with brilliant sword lights, diving towards him.

These seven famous swords were once wielded by renowned martial artists. Even after hundreds of years, they were still as sharp as ever, able to cut through iron like mud.

Xue Changhe was too scared to block with his sword, so he used his strong inner power to knock these famous swords away.

Unlike the thousands of broken swords at the sword cleaning pool.

Seven long swords were in the air at the moment, attacking Xue Changhe with skill instead of just stabbing straight, as if invisible sword masters were controlling the swords with expertise.

The fifty famous swords of the Sword Tomb had been honed by human experiences and each possessed a hint of spirituality.

Fighting against the seven famous swords, Xue Changhe felt like he was battling with sword masters from the past through time and space.

The sword lights cut through Xue Changhe’s clothes, causing blood to gush from the wounds.

Facing the seven famous swords was like being surrounded by seven legendary sword masters attacking at once, even with his strong inner power, he still got hurt.

Xue Changhe’s eyes shone brighter:

"No wonder these famous swords are all buried in the Sword Tomb, it’s like a graveyard for the dead."

After battling with seven swords that seemed to move like real people, Xue Changhe’s vague guess gradually became clear:

"The swords inside the Sword Tomb are indeed extraordinary, each with its own mystical powers. They may not be as magical as the stone sword in Baichuan City that can speak, but they can still be considered spiritual."

With this in mind, Xue Changhe’s fighting spirit grew stronger.

Despite being new to the world, his vast strength was already unmatched among humans. Now, encountering these spiritual swords was the moment he had been eagerly waiting for to show his skills.

"Fifty swords, all possessing spiritual powers, can move on their own and demonstrate ancient sword techniques," Xue Changhe looked up towards the peak of the Sword Tomb.

"I wonder what treasures those two swords on the mountaintop hold."

As he looked up, he was about to meet the gaze of the red-robed woman looking down at him.

The red-robed woman’s expression remained indifferent.

It was the stone sword that had been silent for a while that spoke up teasingly:

"Did you bring these young talented climbers here on purpose to satisfy your desire to become a true sword wielder?"

Earth Sword Immortal initially suspected that the woman in red had a hidden agenda, deliberately attracting these martial artists from the rivers and lakes, wondering if it was just a trap.

Now it seemed that the woman in red had a simple goal in mind, she just wanted to find a swordsman who matched her.

"Even covered in dust, you still refuse to fall into the hands of the incompetent. Isn’t that true? Do you want to test your skills?" teased Earth Sword Immortal.

The woman in red remained silent.

At that moment, Xue Changhe, who was engaged in a fierce battle with seven flying swords, finally realized the true meaning behind those words. He was suddenly enlightened and couldn’t help but exclaim:

"The guardian of the Sword Tomb in the red robe is none other than the magical sword ‘Burning Sea’ that can speak?"

Xue Changhe couldn’t hide his surprise.

Before this moment, Xue Changhe, a martial artist from the rivers and lakes, had not been able to connect the woman in red with a sword.

After seeing the cunning stone sword in Baichuan City, he began to believe in it.

"It seems like we’ve come to the right place in this Sword Tomb," Xue Changhe said with a smile.

"Entering the Sword Tomb this time is a rare encounter in the martial arts world of Jiu Province, it is a great opportunity!"

With a big laugh, Xue Changhe’s whole body released a strong inner power like the sea.

His inner power was passed down by his family for thousands of years, and at only twenty years old, he surpassed the accumulation of several lifetimes of ordinary people.

With his strong inner power, he already had the potential to overpower skill with strength.

Faced with the encirclement of these seven famous swords, he originally did not want to defeat them with strength, but was prepared to subdue these sentient swords.

But now, after seeing the sword "Burning Sea" that could take human form, he no longer paid attention to these famous swords.

Of course, he decided to overpower with strength, quickly crush them to seize the divine sword Burning Sea at the pinnacle of the Sword Tomb!

Fight, fight, fight!

"Today will be the beginning of my martial arts legend," said Xue Changhe.

With a loud laugh, Xue Changhe soared through the sky with explosive secret techniques, bursting with immense internal strength. He forcefully broke through the encirclement of seven famous swords and charged straight to the mountaintop.

His actions caught the attention of the martial artists in the area.

"Is the woman in red the ‘Burning Sea’?"

"Isn’t this person the guardian of the Sword Tomb?"

"No wonder the Sword Tomb doesn’t look like a place where living people reside…"

"Could the so-called Sword Demon not be a skilled ancient swordsman, but a demon within the swords? Did she kill the Iron-hearted Layman and guard the Sword Tomb till now?!"

For ordinary martial artists, this was truly shocking.

After the shock, came the excitement.

"Thousands of broken swords that can swing on their own; dozens of spirit swords that can perform sword techniques by themselves, and two divine swords that can speak…"

"No wonder Xue family’s head, Xue Changhe, is so excited, this is indeed a great opportunity!"

These martial artists in the martial world were also excited:

"Although Xue Changhe is strong, he is only one person, can he really take away all the famous swords in the Sword Tomb?"

"There are two divine swords at the peak of the Sword Tomb, let’s not compete with him, but there are at least fifty spirit swords accumulated in the Sword Tomb over hundreds of years!"

"Fight! If we miss this opportunity, we will truly regret it for a lifetime!"

Ordinary martial artists would fight for a martial arts manual or a sharp treasure sword.

The sights and stories of Sword Tomb today were enough to drive them crazy.

…..

At the top of the Sword Tomb.

The woman in red clothes kept a calm expression as she looked down at the fighting below.

Even after her identity was revealed, she remained expressionless, just watching quietly from the mountaintop, like a general overseeing a battlefield.

But at a certain moment, she suddenly looked up at the sky, her usual indifferent expression turning more serious.

*Inhales*….

The strong wind howled, swirling up clouds like rolling waves.

Two old Taoists with white hair appeared on the clouds unexpectedly.

They were dressed in flowing robes that shimmered with a faint spiritual light, their clothes rustling in the wind as they looked down upon the Sword Tomb battlefield below.

The Sword Tomb trial, at this intense moment, the martial artists from the rivers and lakes have gone crazy for this great opportunity.

The sound of metal clashing filled the air as swords collided, sparks flew, and streaks of light left long grooves on the ground, with dust and smoke scattering.

But the two old Taoists remained expressionless, with a hint of disdain in their eyes.

"A spiritual place easily breeding monsters, with dozens of newly born small monsters, makes these ordinary people go crazy, seeing it as a great opportunity for what?"

Elder Qingzhuo found it amusing.

"Common folks have short lives, and hundreds of years old spiritual places are already an elusive legend to them," Elder Xuanji from the Soul Predicting Path added.

He naturally knew about the existence of the Sword Tomb.

The Sword Tomb is a naturally born nurturing place for spirits, which in the eyes of the cultivators from the Immortal Gate, is like a lingzhi mushroom naturally growing in the corner of a wall.

It can be said that this lingzhi is considered a treasure of heaven and earth.

It’s just not cooked enough, almost there.

So it was left to grow slowly in the corner of the wall, taking hundreds of years to develop gradually.

Elder Xuanji insisted on coming over with Elder Qingzhuo, actually having his own selfish motives.

Wild fruits from one’s own home should always be harvested by oneself.

"The Sword Tomb, Sword Casting Village, Sword Demon, or Swordsmiths, they are just wild fruits that have only grown in the past three to four hundred years. Since we have got the person, we can pick these ‘fruits’ off by hand."