Kill Me More Times, I’ll Become Invincible
Chapter 427:

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Wu Aotian quieted down in the innermost cell, lost in thought, showing signs of a brain overload.

"You do make some sense." He pondered for a long time before saying:

"So, I was simply taking a shortcut."

"At twenty-five years old, reaching the superb rank doesn’t mean I’m a unique genius. It’s just because I practiced the Taotie Swallowing Heaven Skill, which allows me to absorb and steal others’ powers."

Wu Qizheng was startled by what he heard.

Wu Aotian, who was just now arrogant and wild, suddenly became calm and composed.

This made him feel a bit uncomfortable.

"Martial Saint is the same, he also took shortcuts," said Wu Aotian.

"Defeating Nascent Soul cultivators who are thousands of years old doesn’t mean all of them are worthless," Wu Aotian continued.

"Martial Saint relied on constantly absorbing and stealing from others to get to where he is now."

"To credit oneself for this, claim to be a unique genius and the chosen one, is too arrogant," he explained.

"I caught up to Martial Saint’s martial arts skills in half a lifetime at the age of twenty-five, but I shouldn’t be arrogant."

"So…" Wu Aotian calmly analyzed.

"Both Martial Saint and I took shortcuts, so I guess we’re even."

Wu Qizheng:…

He suddenly lost interest in talking to Wu Aotian and felt like he wasn’t getting through to him at all.

At that moment, Li Gongde caught up.

"Lord Qizheng, it’s time to go."

"I’ll take you to the second place, where the Spiritual Meat Pill comes from."

Wu Qizheng shivered slightly and followed Li Gongde out.

Suddenly, a noise came from behind.

Wu Aotian, who had been sitting quietly in the prison cell, suddenly stood up.

He had no expression on his face, his eyes deep like water, staring intently at Wu Qizheng’s back.

"Taking shortcuts comes with a price," he said softly.

Wu Qizheng paused in his steps and turned around.

At that moment, Wu Aotian’s eyes were clear yet profound, like a bottomless deep pool.

"People have limits to their abilities," Wu Aotian calmly stated.

"If one seeks to surpass their own limits, they must naturally pay a price."

"Look at those distortors in this dungeon, attempting to break their own physical limits, only to end up distorted and out of control."

"And those who lose control due to the Taotie Swallowing Heaven Skill are ‘gods’ who cannot keep up with the rapid expansion of their power, reduced to waste controlled by their desires."

Wu Aotian sneered and said:

"What Martial Saint calls ‘the Way of Gluttony’ is nothing but the law of the jungle, where the strong prey on the weak."

"If one loses the rationality that comes with being human, then how different are they from true beasts?"

Wu Qizheng looked deeply into Wu Aotian’s eyes and stared back at him.

"I don’t have time to waste with you here. Are you truly insane or just pretending?" he asked.

Upon hearing this, Wu Aotian just laughed heartily, his laughter echoing in the dungeon, almost bringing tears to his eyes.

"So, just because I’m imprisoned here, I must be mad? Is madness the only distinction – real or feigned?"

Wu Aotian laughed loudly and said:

"You are really going to make me die of laughter. The only reason I am imprisoned here is one."

"That was when I lost to Martial Saint."

Wu Aotian declared loudly, "Inside the prison is where the losers are; outside the prison is where the winners are. That’s all there is to it."

"Are the people locked up in prisons all mad? And are those outside truly clear-headed?" Wu Aotian questioned sharply.

Wu Qizheng remained silent.

He hesitated to speak for a long time, finally unable to voice his question, and simply walked away.

He actually understood the implied meaning behind Wu Aotian’s words.

Unlike the harmonious Qiao family member.

The relationships within the Wu family have never been very good… what Wu Aotian said just now was not directed at him.

"Does Martial Saint still have some sanity left?"

Wu Qizheng didn’t ask the question out loud, instead he silently followed behind Li Gongde.

Wu Qizheng didn’t offer any help: most of the people imprisoned in these cells were cultivators who had lost control, some even had a superb rank.

If they were to be released, Wu Qizheng doubted he could control them, especially with Li Gongde watching closely beside him.

……………………………….

The tunnel behind the small building was very dark and deep, like the twisted roots of an old tree.

Wu Qizheng walked down step by step with Li Gongde, and the air gradually became damp.

"There are two sources of the Spiritual Meat Pill," Li Gongde explained:

"Martial Saint nurtures the Spiritual Meat Pill from distorted cultivators. Due to the differences in the physical bodies of each martial artist, the healing effects of the Spiritual Meat Pill also vary."

"Moreover, these Spiritual Meat Pills are ultimately limited. Those who are eligible to practice the ‘Taotie Swallowing Heaven Skill’ and have achieved something are already extraordinary martial artists within the Wuji Association."

"And the second type of Spiritual Meat Pill is actually used in earlier times," said Li Gongde slowly.

"Unlike those Spiritual Meat Pills, this batch of Spiritual Meat Pills can actually be produced in large quantities."

The tunnel became deeper and narrower, the air getting more and more murky. A strange foul smell wafted from the front, while a faint blood-red color appeared on the walls on either side.

Wu Qizheng hesitated for a moment, subconsciously furrowing his brows.

At some point, he realized that beneath his feet was no longer the hard stone ground and soil, but rather something softer and more resilient, feeling like skin and slightly warm.

"Lord Qizheng, if you wish to see, then look."

Li Gongde stood still, a soft light blooming in his hand, enveloping the underground space.

In their sight was a crimson flesh carpet that covered the entire underground space, red, pink, white, and gray colors interweaving, constantly wriggling, twisting, and contracting.

"This kind of creature is called… a Blood Flesh Incubation Creature, it seems… it might be classified as a kind of monster," Li Gongde attempted to explain.

"The Blood Flesh Incubation Creature is said to be a strange species from a small world beyond the sky, supposedly brought to this world by ancient powers, so its appearance is quite different from the monsters in Jiu Province."

Wu Qizheng’s face looked slightly confused.

He had already reached a high level of spiritual refinement, where he could remember everything and recall any memory instantly. However, the appearance of the Blood Flesh Incubation Creature made him feel a sense of familiarity.

He had seen such scenes before, but for some reason, even though he had achieved a high level of spiritual refinement, this memory remained hidden in his mind until now.

"Where is the Spiritual Meat Pill you mentioned?" Wu Qizheng asked.

Li Gongde was silent for a moment, then bent down and lightly tapped the flesh blanket beneath his feet.

Suddenly, the flesh blanket beneath his feet surged like ocean waves, with flesh and blood spilling out to reveal things wrapped inside.

Inside were golden semi-transparent spherical spaces filled with a shiny and sticky liquid, with naked figures floating inside. From their abdomens, there were umbilical cords extending outward, pointing deeper into this fleshly bed.

These figures were almost identical, but upon closer inspection, Wu Qizheng realized they were all himself, dozens of naked figures of him among them.

"So, this is your answer," Wu Qizheng’s voice sounded a bit dry, but his face showed no expression.

"Or perhaps, this is the answer that Martial Saint wants to tell me?"

Li Gongde didn’t say anything.

When Wu Qizheng approached the Blood Flesh Incubation Creature, dusty memories surged in his mind like waves.

The Blood Flesh Incubation Creature is actually created from Martial Saint to give birth to descendants.

And Wu Qizheng himself was one of the creatures born inside this Blood Flesh Incubation Creature.

The difference between him and the other "Wu Qizhengs" here is that he received the name "Wu Qizheng" from Martial Saint and is active as one of the seventy-two wise men.

He inherited Martial Saint’s naturally superb physical body and unique constitution, allowing him to separate his own flesh and blood at will, healing others as a Spiritual Meat Pill…

Until Martial Saint’s martial arts were perfected.

The batch of Spiritual Meat Pills produced from the Blood Flesh Incubation Creatures are the foundation of the Wuji Association’s activities so far.

This is probably not a naturally special body like the Founding Emperor Yan Medicine Spirit Body, but intentionally created.

"I see," said Wu Qizheng expressionlessly.

"Wu Qizheng was born in this Blood Flesh Incubation Creature, born as the material for making Spiritual Meat Pills."

"Am I only stronger than the other Wu Qizhengs sleeping in here?"

Li Gongde still didn’t answer, he couldn’t answer.

Wu Qizheng felt more bored than angry in his heart.

"Forget it, I shouldn’t have any expectations in the first place."

It would be more accurate to say that before entering the dungeon, Wu Qizheng already had some suspicions in his heart.

"So, what about the main issue?"

Wu Qizheng turned his head and coldly looked at Li Gongde.

He didn’t forget why he came to sneak into the Wuji Association headquarters tonight.

"Martial Saint’s whereabouts? He has arrived in the Western Province, probably looking for the Immortal Gate and the Blood Lotus Sect there…" said Li Gongde.

"Let me explain slowly…."

Throughout, Li Gongde appeared as a peaceful wealthy gentleman.

Not only did he not hinder, but also led Wu Qizheng into the secret underground of the Wuji Association headquarters with a surprisingly good attitude, even making Wu Qizheng feel cautious, thinking he was up to something.

Things went far smoother than expected, or you can say that the information obtained from the visit to the Wuji Association headquarters was much more than originally imagined.

……………………..

About half an hour later.

At the entrance of this small building, emerged a tall and muscular man with bronze skin, resembling a small mountain.

Beside him, stood a figure wrapped in a robe, wearing a black sun mask.

The man with bronze skin was nearly three meters tall, holding an object in his hand.

It was a humanoid creature with obvious physical deformities, with cracked skin all over its body, with tiny black dots moving within the cracks like densely packed tadpoles, and bone spurs growing outwards from its back.

The man with bronze skin stood there, crushing the bone spurs in his palm every time they grew slightly taller.

Over and over again, tirelessly.

"Has Wu Qizheng escaped, Li Gongde?" the man with bronze skin asked in a deep voice, showing some undisguised dissatisfaction.

This man’s name was Wu Jingang.

Wu Jingang was originally ranked ninth on the Power List at the Tide Listening Building.

This ranking may not seem very high, but the Power List at Tide Listening Building is almost like the half-demon list.

Above Wu Jingang’s ranking, there are only two types of people.

One type is a member of the Qiao family, and the other type is a mixed-blood half-demon like Demon Spear Qing Li, who has exceptional strength due to having demon blood.

Wu Jingang, being a natural powerhouse, is already the top in terms of physical strength and bloodline among pure-blood humans on this earth, except for Qiao family members and Martial Saint.

"Sun Xuan Envoy," Li Gongde nodded slightly.

He is the Moon Xuan Envoy of the Wuji Association in the Zhong Province. While there are usually nine Moon Xuan Envoys, the Moon Xuan Envoy in Zhong Province is special and serves as the assistant to the Sun Xuan Envoy, constantly traveling outside.

"It’s not that Wu Qizheng is absent, but it was intentional on Martial Saint’s part," Li Gongde explained to Wu Jingang afterwards.

As soon as Martial Saint’s name was mentioned, Wu Jingang, who was restless and impatient just now, suddenly became quiet.

"Did the adoptive father intend for him to return to the headquarters and asked you to take him for a tour?" Wu Jingang furrowed his brow, finding it difficult to understand.

"That’s not entirely wrong," said Sun Xuan Envoy calmly.

Li Gongde took Wu Qizheng to the headquarters, showing him many truths.

However, there were some truths still hidden beneath the surface, unknown to Wu Qizheng.

Such as the Blood Flesh Incubation Creature, and Wu Qizheng’s true origins.

"Wu Qizheng already knows he was created as a tool person, with a special body meant for cultivating Spiritual Meat Pills. Even his death was meant for Martial Saint," the voice came from the dark sun mask of Sun Xuan Envoy.

"From birth to death, he was in Martial Saint’s control… Yet this person one day slipped out of Martial Saint’s grasp."

"He now has freedom to roam the wide sea and fly high in the sky."

"However, he could never let go of Martial Saint, leading him to secretly oppose Martial Saint and the Wuji Association…"

"But what he didn’t know was that the reason he was called Wu Qizheng, instead of being just an unnamed member of the Blood Flesh Incubation Creatures, was not because he was the strongest descendant of the nurturing mothers."

"It was because Martial Saint named him ‘Wu Qizheng’."

When parents give children names, it is not just a hope, but also a hint.

Curiosity comes first, action follows.

Through mysterious methods, walk the path of righteousness.

Sun Xuan Envoy said lightly, "Wu Qizheng, he is a ‘born saint’ created from the Blood Flesh Incubation Creatures."

"The innate sense of justice and compassion are indeed literally inherent."

"But now Wu Qizheng should also go back to where he belongs."

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