Kill Me More Times, I’ll Become Invincible
Chapter 428:

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In Nan Province, there was a place called Peach Blossom Villa.

Under a big banyan tree, Qiao Mu leaned against the trunk to cool off, casually looking up at the sky.

Even the chubby cat imitated Qiao Mu’s posture of leaning against the big tree, resting against Qiao Mu’s leg, feeling its fluffy soft fur.

In the midst of summer, white clouds drifted leisurely with the wind.

Several blurry figures suddenly shot up into the sky, stepping continuously in mid-air, their True strength bursting from under their feet, transforming into various thin clouds.

However, before long, one after another figure lost balance in mid-air, falling clumsily to the ground.

"Too clumsy, too clumsy," Long Shankong stood with hands on hips, frowning, his face darkening:

"After all this practice, the Dragon Transforming Step hasn’t even reached the basic level. How can it be used effectively in combat?"

"Brother Dragon, we’ve only been training in this light skill for a few days. Isn’t this a bit too difficult for us?"

A True Strength martial artist fell from the sky, with a pained expression on his face.

"The Dragon Transforming Step requires the True Strength to burst forth from under your feet, gathering qi clouds as if they were real. This light skill cannot be mastered overnight."

"Brother Long, you already have a foundation in the Heavenly Dragon Eight Steps, so you naturally progress faster in training. As for us, we are not as capable."

The True Strength martial artists in the Peach Blossom Villa were all at the 3rd rank in spiritual refining before.

Even within the entire Jiu Province, being at the 3rd rank in spiritual refining is considered a martial arts master.

Those who can advance their martial arts to this level are never weak, with no obvious weaknesses in intelligence, aptitude, constitution, or understanding.

However, as they trained in the Dragon Transforming Step at the Peach Blossom Villa, they faced many difficulties and often ended up falling down.

"Training in the Heavenly Dragon Eight Steps is no easy task," remarked Qiao Mu as he watched from the shade of a tree.

Initially, in the Long Life Dream, he trained in the Heavenly Dragon Eight Steps by climbing cliff walls and later scaling waterfalls. He perfected his light skill to the point where he could effortlessly ascend even the most challenging terrains.

Taking one step further is the "Heavenly Ascension Step", where one can ascend into the sky with eight steps, mastering lightness skills to a mysterious level.

Through these three stages, countless falls and years of practice are unknown.

The current martial artists at the estate have actually improved a lot.

They practice the Dragon Transforming Step derived from the "Heavenly Dragon Eight Steps".

If the former is the peak of lightness skills, the latter is a combination of advanced lightness skills and true strength, with a difficulty beyond comparison.

Although Dragon Transforming Step is relatively simple, it is not easy to master.

"Controlling true strength to gather into a substantial mist-like form is not easy," Qiao Mu explained the essence:

"Lacking the proper amount of force will make it hard to maintain and will exhaust too much true strength and energy."

It’s like jump rope, where beginners trip after just a few jumps.

If you jump really hard, you can jump really high without tripping, but you might get tired easily. Also, skipping rope can make your legs not tired the next day, but your arms may feel sore…

How to make your muscles stronger and unleash true strength… This is a matter of experience.

Qiao Mu looked at Long Shankong and saw that his legs were wrapped in bandages, with a little bit of blood coming out when he moved…

Obviously, even Long Shankong, the creator of lightness skills, hadn’t fully studied the way to use the Dragon Transforming Step’s power, which led to him hurting himself by exerting too much force.

But for Qiao Mu, this wasn’t a problem.

He had practiced the Heavenly Dragon Eight Steps to the highest level and completely mastered this lightness skill.

With his deep martial arts foundation, perfecting the Dragon Transforming Step wasn’t difficult in terms of technique, just a matter of needing enough time.

As he was deep in thought.

Swish…

Wu Mingkong walking in the air, creating gentle ripples with her true strength as she moves smoothly through the sky, finally landing steadily on the ground.

Although her movements were a bit awkward and her breathing slightly uneven, she did manage to land smoothly.

Long Shankong’s eye twitched slightly.

Losing to anyone was acceptable, except for the Wu family.

After all, there are two sources of the "Heavenly Dragon Eight Steps" in this world – one is their Dragon family lineage, and the other is from Martial Saint’s lineage.

Martial Saint’s "Heavenly Dragon Eight Steps" was obtained after successfully mastering the Martial Saint Spiritual Technique and defeating Spear Saint, Eight-armed Heavenly Dragon, and others.

Therefore, he really didn’t want to lose to Wu Mingkong in their family’s inherited martial arts…

However, since Wu Mingkong was younger, Long Shankong couldn’t argue with the young girl, so he turned his head and scolded the others instead:

"What are you complaining about? Look at Wu Mingkong, how long did it take her to master true strength?"

"Wu Mingkong is the second best martial arts student in the Wuji Association out of seventy-two wise men," someone muttered.

"Both Martial Saint and Earth Sword Immortal praise her a lot. Maybe she could be considered the top martial arts talent in Jiu Province. Who can compare to her in this?"

"There is a sequence in learning and everyone has their own expertise. We can measure ourselves against her…"

Wu Mingkong, hearing all the compliments, couldn’t help but straighten her chest proudly.

During these days, she has been practicing Hua strength diligently, but she hasn’t reached the level of a Qiao family member yet.

She was starting to doubt herself, but now she decides to focus on practicing the "Heavenly Dragon Eight Steps Dragon Transforming Step."

Hearing the praise from those around her at this moment, she suddenly feels confident again.

Qiao Mu, under the shade of a tree, listens to the muttering and suddenly feels something. He looks up and sees a blurry figure in the distance.

"Hmm?"

He leaped into the air, taking several steps with his feet creating ripples of energy, moving quickly and gracefully until he vanished from sight.

"Qiao Qijin is truly amazing!"

"His lightness skill is truly extraordinary…"

"Senior Qiao’s lightness skill is unparalleled, being able to take eight steps in mid-air, not to mention the Dragon Transforming Step…" The crowd marveled.

The Dragon Transforming Step is derived from the Heavenly Dragon Eight Steps, both being variations of the same lightness skill.

Therefore, Qiao Mu found it easy and effortless to practice the simpler Dragon Transforming Step.

Wu Mingkong stood on the side, feeling a bit envious.

The admiration she just received was quickly overshadowed by the senior members of the Qiao family, causing her newfound confidence to waver.

"Darn it, I want to become a lightness master too!" Wu Mingkong was starting to feel frustrated.

When she was at the Wuji Association, she was an amazing talent. Even Martial Saint treated her differently and didn’t let her practice the "Taotie Swallowing Heaven Skill", afraid that she might waste her potential in martial arts.

But after coming to Peach Blossom Villa, she found herself being surpassed in her proudest skills, more than once?

…………

A moment later.

Qiao Mu leaped and stood in front of the blurry figure in the black robe, blocking his way.

"Peach Blossom Villa welcomes talents and visitors openly, no need to hide," Qiao Mu said softly.

With his current lightness skills, no one in the martial arts world could catch up with him.

The reason he felt compelled to chase after this black-robed person wasn’t just his martial arts skills, but a sense of familiarity mixed with uncertainty.

The black-robed person stayed silent for a moment, then took off the hood that was covering most of his face, revealing his true identity.

This is Wu Qizheng, but at this moment his face looks a bit pale, and he seems weaker compared to the Wu Qizheng before leaving the manor, probably less than one-tenth of his usual strength.

"Hmm? Are you creating a flesh clone using the ‘Shape Changing Skill’?"

Qiao Mu has mastered the Shape Changing Skill, his vision is excellent, and he quickly made a judgment.

"Senior Qiao has a sharp eye…" Wu Qizheng nodded.

He hesitated for a moment, as if wanting to say something, but struggled to speak, finally managing to say:

"This flesh clone, the name suits it… this technique requires a lot of flesh and blood sacrifice."

"To create a powerful flesh clone, you need to sacrifice a portion of your flesh and blood. It’s quite challenging…"

Qiao Mu nodded in agreement.

His flesh clone was not taught by Wu Qizheng, but developed by himself through research, using fresh corpses from his youth as materials, becoming his unique skill – a corpse-wrangler that no one else can accomplish.

The power of a flesh clone can be close to what they were alive, or even have the consciousness of Qiao Mu hundreds or thousands of years later. It’s even possible for them to be stronger than before. All of this goes against the usual understanding of what a "flesh clone" is supposed to be.

Even though both of their flesh clones have the same name, they are completely different.

"What were you about to say earlier? You didn’t come all the way here just to discuss flesh clones, right?" Qiao Mu asked again.

If Wu Qizheng suddenly returned, whether it was really him or his flesh clone, it meant something important was happening.

It was strange that after he was seen from afar just now, he hurriedly left.

Wu Qizheng stayed silent.

This made Qiao Mu start to guess what was going on in Wu Qizheng’s mind.

"Do you have any clues about Martial Saint?" he asked.

He knew that Wu Qizheng’s biggest goal in this life was to send Martial Saint on his way.

After Wu Mingkong arrived, he hurriedly left the mansion, probably because of that.

"If you have any clues about Martial Saint, just say it straight. Why beat around the bush?" Qiao Mu laughed.

"Do you think I, Jo, would lose to Martial Saint? Are you trying to lead me into a dead end?"

Wu Qizheng remained silent.

Obviously, Qiao Mu’s words hit the nail on the head.

Qiao Shuangpian had fought Martial Saint before and ended up dead, which Qiao Mu thought was no big deal, but Wu Qizheng saw it differently.

He felt guilty inside, especially in front of Qiao Qijin, an elder in the family.

Qiao Mu frowned and spoke up:

"At this point, do you still think that the feud between our Qiao family and Martial Saint is just a personal vendetta or a blood feud between families?"

Wu Qizheng was surprised, then suddenly felt relieved.

"It seems like I worried too much."

After visiting the main headquarters of the Wuji Association, Wu Qizheng found out some things, which led to many mixed thoughts…

Next, Wu Qizheng stopped hiding and briefly shared his experiences from visiting the main headquarters of the Wuji Association.

He also mentioned that Martial Saint had arrived in the Western Province and was looking for the Immortal Gate Blood Lotus Sect in the area.

"The Blood Lotus Sect is actually considered a dark sect among the Nine Heavenly Immortal Gates," Wu Qizheng explained.

"While other Immortal Gates may hide their true nature and present themselves as noble and virtuous in public, the Blood Lotus Sect doesn’t bother with such pretenses."

"The Western Province has always been a place where supernatural disasters occur frequently."

"Recently, there have been strange rumors of a ‘Human Demon’ in the Western Province."

"They said the ‘Human Demon’ is a monster with three heads and six arms, everywhere it goes turns into scorched earth with no signs of life left behind."

Speaking of this, Wu Qizheng paused slightly and said,

"I don’t think it will be long before this rumor is spread far and wide by the storytellers at Tide Listening Building."

"Human Demon?" Qiao Mu found it oddly familiar.

"During the Disaster of Taotie in Southwest Province… are you suggesting…"

"The journey from Nan Province to Western Province is quite far," Wu Qizheng pondered.

"Rumors can easily become truth, the real facts are yet to be known."

"But Martial Saint is indeed in Western Province, seeing is believing, Senior Qiao is looking for Martial Saint, why not come with me on a trip."

…………………….

After a moment.

Inside the mansion, Qiao Mu and his flesh clone Qiao Xin were sitting in the room.

He would definitely go, but the journey was long, so he needed to prepare first.

Qiao Xin was a flesh clone created by him when he recently reached True Strength. Under his command, Qiao Xin could already rival a Nascent Soul cultivator.

If he wanted to stay and guard the mansion, relying only on Qiao Xin might end up like facing Xuantian Sect again…

"I was thinking of resting a bit more." Qiao Mu extended his finger and expressionlessly pointed to pierce his own forehead:

"Never mind, it’s only a few decades or hundreds of years, just a drop in the bucket.."

…………………

This time’s Death Assessment: D- (very creative)

Death consumes lifespan: 50 (0.5*100) years

Remaining resurrection chances this week: 4/5

Current age: 4935 years old

Vitality: 99%

Fifty years is already like half a lifetime for most people.

To the nearly five thousand year old Qiao Mu, it was already a rare and fleeting Long Life Dream.

……

Qiao Mu opened his eyes, supporting his falling body with one hand, gently smoothing the hole in the body, using the Shape Changing Skill to manipulate, infusing a piece of flesh bud.

After a moment, the freshly dead body opened its eyes, once again under Qiao Mu’s manipulation, adjusting its appearance and physique slightly.

Soon, in the small room, a new body identical to Qiao Xin appeared.

"From now on, let this body bear the name Qiao Xin," the recently deceased body spoke softly, with a hint of weariness in its eyes.

"The Qiao family member died too quickly. This time, I hope for a Qiao family member who can live longer, even if it’s just a false name, a false identity."

Fifty years of Long Life Dream, and it’s a shallow evaluation.

Qiao Mu didn’t have much energy to do many things, except for daily practice of the "Human Path Sutra" and focusing on perfecting the "Heavenly Dragon Eight Steps·Dragon Transforming Step."

In fifty years, Qiao Mu had enough time to perfect this light-footed skill…

"It’s time to hit the road."

Qiao Mu stood up, glanced at his two flesh clones, and walked out the door.

"Let’s settle things with Martial Saint in the Western Province."