Kill Me More Times, I'll Become Invincible-Chapter 394:

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Outside Heyang City in Nan Province, by the roadside, there was a small inn.

Several bruised and swollen big men hurriedly sat down at the inn, ordered some food, and began eating hungrily.

While eating heartily, they also discreetly glanced around, checking for any pursuers behind them, looking very suspicious.

"Could they be fugitives…?" The innkeeper furrowed his brow, quietly went to the kitchen and grabbed a sharp knife.

Nan Province is a mountainous region, although not as treacherous as the Southwest Province with numerous mountains and monsters lurking, most people running an inn outside the city are usually not weak individuals.

At that moment, several fierce martial artists entered the inn, and upon seeing the beaten-up big men eating, their faces turned green.

"Give us our money back!"

"Trying to escape? Return our hard-earned money!"

"The old swindler Qiao Jinyin, stole my one hundred taels of silver, you’re not getting away!"

These men, all previously paid to learn martial arts in Heyang City.

Most of those who could afford to pay one hundred taels to learn martial arts were wealthy, many of them attracted by the reputation of the Qiao family members in the martial arts world.

Therefore, they were chased all the way from Heyang City and couldn’t shake them off.

"Stop, stop…" those big men were beaten up badly and were complaining.

After being beaten for a while, one of the big men suddenly shouted:

"Senior sister, senior sister, why are you here too?"

"Senior sister, please save me!"

Following the sound, they saw a graceful young girl standing at the door.

The girl was beautiful and charming, but she looked a bit lazy, not wearing makeup or jewelry, just dressed casually, yet still showing off her graceful figure.

"Why are you attracting trouble? Do you think we’re blind?" The martial artists became even angrier and started hitting harder.

"This water spirit girl, how could she be a disciple of your dishonest master, Qiao Jinyin?"

"She doesn’t seem like one of your bad peers!"

Obviously, to them, this simple-looking girl must not be their senior sister; she’s probably just causing a scene and planning to escape.

It seems that having good looks allows one to do as they please. Even without makeup, this pretty girl made these martial artists feel some fondness and unconsciously excluded her. �

The casually dressed girl didn’t say anything, seemingly shocked by their beating, standing still without a sound.

These people got more aggressive, grabbing a nearby stool and hitting a big guy on his back with it.

With a loud crack, the stool broke into two pieces, with half of it flying off, exposing its nails, heading straight towards the girl by the door.

"The girl, be careful–" the martial artist who broke the stool subconsciously warned.

It was just at the moment when the broken stool was smashing towards the little girl.

She reached out her hand and made a quick turn.

The broken stool was thrown out of the girl’s hand and hit the big man’s head, causing bruising and swelling.

Her actions were smooth and easy, even making the martial artists who were beating up the big men pause and look over subconsciously.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" But the girl seemed uninterested, lost in thought, saying:

"If Qiao Jinyin is a old swindler, then what is this Hua strength kung fu I’ve been practicing?"

"Huh?" Several martial artists hesitated immediately.

Could it be that this girl is really the senior sister from Qiao Jinyin’s school of martial arts?

Thinking carefully, she realized that her actions just now were indeed somewhat similar to the martial arts called Hua strength that Qiao Jinyin had mentioned.

Thinking about these martial artists made her start to question life a bit.

What’s going on? Is Hua strength real? Can it really be used in real combat?

So did they attack the wrong person? But the head of Xue Changhe Xue family in the city said that Qiao Jinyin was just a scammer…

While they were reflecting on life, a middle-aged man nearby let out a soft sigh.

"Lord Mingkong, stop joking around, you really are a genius at pretending to be clueless."

Li Gongde, who looked like a wealthy man, walked over from outside the inn and sighed.

"Martial Saint told you to learn martial arts from a member of the Qiao family, not just pick someone on the street who claims to be from the Qiao family to fool around with."

Wu Mingkong widened her eyes in shock after hearing that.

"I don’t believe it. Qiao Jinyin must be a member of the Qiao family, his kung fu skills are truly extraordinary! Watch me show off a bit more…"

Li Gongde:…

Wu Mingkong, despite her pretty appearance, is actually a lazy donkey who won’t move forward unless pushed by someone. She has outstanding talent in martial arts.

Without the Wuji Association, she tries to find ways to be lazy.

Martial Saint asked her to go to the Thunderous Monastery in the Western Heaven to learn, but she ended up at an electronic music monastery on the way and started learning to rap. She even claims that true Buddhist teachings are at the electronic music monastery, and the rap she sings is actually authentic Sanskrit…

She even improvises a techno mantra for you after everything is done.

You could say this clever girl is quite unusual… well, she actually gained some understanding of Buddhist philosophy through rapping at the electronic music monastery. She speaks so convincingly that it leaves people stunned.

Li Gongde thought it’s fortunate that she went to the electronic music monastery, because in this place where lies are portrayed as truth, if she had gone to the completely unrelated Thunderous Pop Monastery, who knows what trouble might have arisen…

"Please don’t be angry," Li Gongde said with a big smile as he approached the group of martial artists who were doubting life:

"The young lady in my house is not very smart, and was cheated out of one hundred taels of silver by that tricky Qiao Jinyin. Her mind is still a bit confused."

While speaking, Li Gongde also stepped forward and gave each person a hundred taels of silver.

"What are we going to do with these hundred taels of silver?" the group of martial artists asked, confused.

"Could it be that you are really working with Qiao Jinyin, here to return the money?" The group of martial artists frowned.

"No, that’s not true. We are also victims." Li Gongde smiled and gave a kick to the big man on the ground, making him nearly vomit in fear.

"We are all victims deceived by that old trickster, we can sympathize with each other… I understand the hardships everyone has gone through, but it doesn’t mean we should repay the cheated money to that old trickster."

The group of martial artists were still puzzled, but they certainly wouldn’t refuse the money that came for free.

"What a generous person…" They looked at Li Gongde and Wu Mingkong with much kinder eyes as they watched the two walk away.

Once they left the inn, the smile on Li Gongde’s face faded, revealing a hint of helplessness.

"Uncle Gong, did you come all the way from Zhong Province just for this?" asked Wu Mingkong.

"..You’ve got some nerve to ask," Li Gongde sighed even more helplessly.

Wu Mingkong is lazy and won’t move forward unless someone pushes her.

Li Gongde is one of the few people who can get Wu Mingkong to move.

Li Gongde is the Moon Xuan Envoy from Zhong Province, he shouldn’t be away from his duty and far from Zhong Province.

However, with Founding Emperor Yan wielding the Human Emperor Sword in Zhong Province, amidst the chaos and uprising of the various kings in Jiu Province, it is considered the most stable place in Jiu Province.

So he did come all the way for this matter related to Wu Mingkong, making the journey on a donkey…and now that he’s here, it seems like it’s a big deal indeed, requiring his intervention.

"It’s true! The Hua strength is real! Absolutely not fake!" Wu Mingkong exclaimed with wide eyes.

Li Gongde sighed in resignation, holding his head in his hand.

"Even though I’m not a martial artist, I’ve picked up a bit of martial arts wisdom over the years." He said.

"The essence of martial arts is all about ‘resolving conflict – counterattack’, using force against force. This is not something new, but rather a theory that has long existed in Jiu Province martial arts. It was only when that Qiao Jinyin guy started waving the flag for the Qiao family member and added the label of ‘Hua strength’ to it."

"It makes sense in theory, but whether it can be put into practice is another matter," Li Gongde said.

"According to the Wuji Association’s understanding of martial arts, true martial arts is about training your fists to be big and tough. If you try to elevate it to profound theories and philosophies, it’s considered unconventional. If it can’t be used in real combat, then what use is it?"

"But I truly mastered the Hua strength–" Wu Mingkong insisted.

"What connection does your Hua strength have with Qiao Jinyin’s Hua strength? Have you not figured it out?" Li Gongde rubbed his forehead.

"Lord Mingkong, it’s okay to deceive Master Gongde, but don’t deceive yourself,"

Wu Mingkong fell silent and did not speak again.

Li Gongde continued:

"I have found out the location of Peach Blossom Villa."

He looked towards a direction deep in the mountains and said:

"I will escort Lord Mingkong there, and then I ask Lord Mingkong to take care."

Li Gongde mentioned softly:

"Lord Mingkong’s martial arts talent is extraordinary, capable of turning fake into real. Over the years, even Martial Saint has been quite tolerant towards Lord Mingkong."

"Lord Mingkong is also a clever person and naturally knows that Martial Saint is not someone to pamper others. No matter how talented you are, the Wuji Association does not accommodate idle individuals."

Li Gongde did not finish speaking.

Previously, Martial Saint had been very indulgent towards Wu Mingkong, partly because of her high talent. Even Martial Saint, who has gathered three thousand martial arts geniuses in Jiu Province, felt a sense of cherishing her talent.

On the other hand, the future of the Way of Gluttony is still uncertain, even Martial Saint himself does not know if the path ahead is feasible.

So he didn’t force Wu Mingkong to practice his martial arts, because what’s the use if she reaches the top but then realizes it’s the wrong path and has to start all over again?

"I understand." Moving on to a serious topic, Wu Mingkong dropped her girly act and spoke seriously:

"Seventy-two wise men are all martial arts talents. In Martial Saint’s eyes, they represent the seventy-two potential futures of martial arts in Jiu Province."

"Among these seeds of the future, there are naturally both good and bad ones. Some never sprout, some wither midway, some stray off the path, and then there’s me… unwilling to grow."

Hai Wuya is a possibility, Wu Qiankun and Wu Qizheng too, and of course, Wu Mingkong as well.

"It was just not the right time before. Lord Mingkong, do you remember Wu Qiankun?" Li Gongde asked.

"Wu Qiankun went the furthest on the Way of Gluttony, but was slain by Martial Saint himself. He ranked third among the seventy-two wise men, which means…"

"It signifies that the Way of Gluttony is basically a dead-end in Martial Saint’s eyes; and as the greatest martial arts talent, it is time for me to take on the challenge and bloom." Wu Mingkong said solemnly.

"Lord Mingkong is truly astute. It seems I don’t need to persuade you further."

The two of them chatted as they walked through the mountains, and in the distance, they could see the village nestled among the hills, as well as Peach Blossom Villa. Li Gongde bowed politely.

"As we head to Peach Blossom Villa, I ask Lord Mingkong to take care and not waste your time."

"Okay."

The two of them were about to say goodbye.

Suddenly, they saw a figure from Peach Blossom Villa in the distance, flying through the air and landing on a tree branch in the mountains, looking down coldly at Li Gongde.

"Lord Qizheng…" Li Gongde was surprised, his eyes wide.

"Mr. Li is quite polite," Wu Qizheng said coldly.

"When I was still in the Wuji Association, I was only ranked seventieth, at the bottom of the seventy-two wise men. How could I be compared to Wu Mingkong and be called a ‘Lord’ by Mr. Li?"

Wu Qizheng didn’t have a good impression of Wu Mingkong.

Even though both are from the Wu family, Wu Mingkong is very talented. She has been successful and things have been easy for her at the Wuji Association, despite the tough competition.

Wu Qizheng, on the other hand, is not like that.

"Lord Qizheng is joking," Li Gongde said seriously.

"Lord Qizheng is good at hiding his true abilities, even fooling Martial Saint. He is the only one among the seventy-two wise men who has faked his death to escape Martial Saint’s control, something Lord Mingkong has always wanted."

Wu Qizheng remained silent, only giving a cold look in the direction Wu Mingkong had disappeared.

"Did Martial Saint bring her to Peach Blossom Villa to teach her the Qiao family’s martial arts?"

"Exactly."

Wu Qizheng pondered for a long time, deep in thought. "Now that Wu Mingkong has been sent out, is it already time for this… In that case, I should leave too."

Wu Qizheng looked away from Peach Blossom Villa, and then with a swift movement, disappeared into the distance.

Li Gongde was surprised.

Although Wu Qizheng and Wu Mingkong didn’t get along very well, he didn’t think Wu Qizheng was specifically avoiding Wu Mingkong by going out.

"This is all a matter within the Wu family, I won’t get involved."

Li Gongde shook his head and walked away.

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Although Wu Qizheng thought about leaving the Peach Blossom Villa, he didn’t leave right away.

Wu Mingkong was, after all, part of the Wuji Association, which was different from someone like him who was no longer under their control.

For both moral and logical reasons, he should remind the villa’s master, Qiao Xin, before leaving.

He and Wu Mingkong walked side by side towards the Peach Blossom Villa.

These two people looked like young men and young women, but they seemed cold and silent along the way, clearly not getting along.

As they approached the manor, they saw Qiao Xin writing quickly, while Xue Changhe stood by watching with great interest…

Qiao Xin suddenly felt something, raised his head, and looked at Wu Qizheng and Wu Mingkong.

"What is it?"

"Her last name is Wu, and her name is Wu Mingkong," Wu Qizheng introduced.

Regardless of Martial Saint’s intentions in sending Wu Mingkong over, now that Wu Qizheng has found out, he will naturally reveal Wu Mingkong’s identity.

"Martial Saint’s disciple?" Qiao Xin raised an eyebrow.

"Exactly. Wu Mingkong is ranked second among the seventy-two wise men, the number one martial arts genius recognized by Martial Saint in the Jiu Province, comparable to the Earth Sword Immortal," Wu Qizheng said seriously.

Beside them, a stone sword trembled slightly.

"Hmm? Who is on my level?"