Kill Me More Times, I’ll Become Invincible

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After sitting quietly for a moment, an old man with a sword at his waist came towards the inn. When he saw Wei En, his eyes lit up and he sat beside him.

This man was called "Wooden Sword Walker" Lu Yanbei.

Although they were not of the same generation, they had known each other for a while. After a chance encounter and a chat on the road, they decided to travel together.

Since the rebellion of the Feather King Army, Southwest Province had lost contact with the Great Yan Imperial Court. Recently, the Yunxiao Sect seemed to be toning down, but it was still good to have several skilled people traveling together.

"Mr. Lu, have you found out where the ‘Peach Blossom Villa’ you’re looking for is?" Wei En asked.

Lu Yanbei waved his hand and was about to take out a small book from his pocket when someone at the neighboring table asked:

"Brother, are you also looking for the ‘Peach Blossom Villa’?"

"I see you have extraordinary manners and a rhythmic breathing, obviously you are skilled in martial arts. If you want to go to that sacred place, why not go together with us?"

"What is this sacred place?" Wei En asked, slightly surprised.

This time it was the bearded man’s turn to be surprised:

"Have you two never heard of the Peach Blossom Villa?"

"In those mountains, Peach Blossom Villa is said to be guarded by Qiao Xin Mr. Qiao who possesses the ‘Breaking Waves and Dividing Floods Sword’."

"He is a living martial arts master, and he doesn’t have the arrogant demeanor of those unparalleled experts when teaching martial arts at that villa."

"This is a rare encounter that happens once in a hundred years!"

"Many martial artists, like Long Shankong from the Dragon Family, have benefited from the Peach Blossom Villa."

"Qiao Xin…" This name made Wei En and Lu Yanbei feel a little complicated for a while.

The two people knew members of the Qiao family, who were also from the same generation.

Little did they know that the one born today was already from a distinguished generation of the family.

It is unknown how many Qiao family members died in battles during their journeys.

"I just arrived in the capital city today, and I am not aware of this. Could you please tell me about this ‘Breaking Waves and Dividing Floods Sword’?" Wei En asked politely.

The name Breaking Waves and Dividing Floods Sword indeed carries a powerful presence.

In the martial arts world, anyone with skills and reputation usually has a nickname.

Wei En was nicknamed "Black Wing Bat King", but that doesn’t mean he is actually a bat with wings.

So Wei En didn’t take the "Breaking Waves and Dividing Floods Sword" seriously.

"Isn’t it easy to understand ‘Breaking Waves and Dividing Floods Sword’?" The burly man scratched his chin and gestured with his hands:

"It means swift sword movements to break waves and separate floods."

Wei En: …

"I do understand the literal meaning of Breaking Waves and Dividing Floods Sword," Wei En said helplessly.

"Actually, I wanted to ask you, what are Qiao Xin’s deeds that earned him such a nickname, and why has the mansion where he lives become a renowned martial arts site?"

"His deeds are about breaking waves and dividing floods," the burly man waved his hand.

The two men in front of him couldn’t agree, and Lu Yanbei finally took out the small book from his pocket.

"Qiao Mu, why don’t you take a look at the Martial Arts Ranking List of Tide Listening Building, it tells the story of Mr. Qiao’s deeds," Lu Yanbei said.

"Earlier, I went out and bought a copy of the Martial Arts Ranking List from the teahouse," he added.

"Oh?" Wei En took the list, opened it, and turned to the page about Qiao Xin.

On the top, it was written:

"Linhe City has been rainy for days, and the waters of Sky Piercing River are rising."

"Qiao Xin saved the city alone, cutting through the waves with a single sword, reaching the Nascent Soul stage in just eight steps."

"His powerful energy soared, mastering the essence of cultivation, aiming to be the top on both the Strength List and the Spiritual Refining List."

"It was said: A single sword divides the waves, reaching the peak of martial arts!"

With a snap.

Wei En’s Martial Arts Ranking List fell on the table, he quickly picked it up, carefully looked through it, and frowned:

"Mr. Lu, please don’t deceive me, is this Martial Arts Ranking List not a collection of ‘fantastic tales’ compiled by the Tide Listening Building Fantastic Faction storytellers?"

"Even if they are tales, they shouldn’t be too far-fetched, right?"

"This matter is absolutely true, I was in this city at the time and saw it with my own eyes." A rough-looking man nearby said:

"Of course… Outsiders might not believe it."

Wei En: …

His eyes went out of focus, unsure of what to say for a moment.

What? Since when could the Qiao family’s martial arts defeat the elders of the Immortal Gate?

When he broke through the blockade of the Yunxiao Sect and arrived in the capital city after braving mountains and rivers from Zhong Province, did the Qiao family member achieve immediate enlightenment?

"The spiritual energy is back, will you play with him?"

Wei En felt a bit confused. Just a year or two ago, he was the top martial artist in spiritual refining, a renowned figure in the martial arts world.

Ever since he was almost killed by a martial artist seeking enlightenment in the Imperial Capital, he has been healing for so long, the outside world has changed drastically….

While he was deep in thought.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the inn, with people bustling about and footsteps approaching. A middle-aged man walked in.

The man was dressed in a blue round-collared robe, wearing a black gauze hat. Clearly, he was an official from the city, followed by five or six attendants.

"I didn’t know the official had arrived. I apologize for not greeting you earlier, please forgive me."

Wei En glanced at the local official.

The moment of truth had arrived.

………………..

Emperor Yonghe was assassinated. After the young Emperor Wuping ascended the throne, Founding Emperor Yan acted as regent.

Meanwhile, Jiu Province fell into chaos, losing contact with almost all other eight provinces.

Nowadays, the Great Yan Imperial Court is like a flickering candle in the wind, and Wei En has gained the Emperor’s favor in these past few months.

Now, he is not only a high-ranking official in the court but also one of the key officers of the Flying Fish Guard, becoming the eyes and ears of the Founding Emperor Yan.

The high-ranking officials of the Flying Fish Guard stationed in other regions can also be considered as envoys sent from the Imperial Capital.

At this moment.

Inside the government office in Linhe Prefecture, Wei En is sitting at the head of the table, listening to the statement of the deputy prefect named Wang.

Wang Tongjian is a fifth-ranking official and one of the deputies to the local prefect.

After Lord Chen’s death, he temporarily oversees the affairs of the city.

"Lord Chen was killed by that Qiao Xin?" Wei En didn’t say much.

He is not just an ordinary first rank, he is known for being skilled in Eye Attacking Technique, lightness skills, and interrogation methods.

Now he is a high-ranking official of the Flying Fish Guard who is highly respected and skilled in martial arts, no one can lie in front of him.

It took him some time, but he learned the true nature of the matter from officials like Wang Tongjian.

"Qiao Xin killed a court official without authorization…." Wang Tongjian asked:

"In Lord Wei’s opinion, how should we handle this?"

"This matter involving Lord Chen…." Wei En’s gaze fell on the stack of files on the table, his eyes narrowed slightly, showing a hint of killing intent.

As the head of Linhe City, Lord Chen was planning to surrender during the Feather King Army rebellion, but was stopped by Feather King’s letter of persuasion – this is what Wei En deduced from Wang Tongjian and others.

This is just a guess, and since it’s not proven, it’s not solid evidence, so let’s overlook it for now.

But during the flood that engulfed the city, Lord Chen’s actions… if the fierce Founding Emperor Yan were here, he probably wouldn’t even finish speaking before Founding Emperor Yan swung his sword and killed him. Afterwards, Lord Chen would likely be accused of betraying and collaborating with enemies, and who knows, he might even be sentenced to death along with his family.

So, this matter is naturally…

"Even though Qiao Xin saved the city from the flood, good deeds are good deeds, but wrongs are wrongs. Since he wrongly killed an official appointed by the court, he naturally has to be wanted," said Wei En.

"Post wanted posters around the city, offering one thousand silver coins as a reward," he added.

Wang Tongjian felt relieved.

He understood Wei En’s hidden meaning.

By just posting the wanted posters and offering a reward, it was more of a gesture, they didn’t actually intend to capture Qiao Xin.

He was truly afraid of this high official above him, who was someone who wouldn’t believe the Qiao family’s legend about diverting floodwaters. He insisted they take people to catch Qiao Xin…

"Let’s put this aside for now. What about the rebellious army, Wei En asked again."

Wang Tongjian replied:

"After Feather King Qin Li died in battle, the Feather King Army was left without a leader."

"After the flood gradually receded, it seemed that the Feather King Army no longer had the desire to attack the city as they were wary of Qiao Xin striking back. Instead, they chose to retreat."

"It is reported that the current Feather King Army is now divided into factions, with the largest being the army led by Jade Carp, a close confidant of Feather King Qin Li…"

Wei En didn’t involve himself too much in these military and political matters.

After a brief inquiry, he remembered something.

"I heard that Immortal Yu Hua, the Nascent Soul Elder of Yunxiao Sect, was beheaded by Qiao Xin."

"So, where is the head of Immortal Yu Hua now?"

Wei En was still a bit afraid to believe that an elder from the Immortal Gate could die at the hands of mortal people.

"Sealed in the mansion’s treasury." said Wang Tongjian.

"It’s strange, that Immortal leader… the head of the Nascent Soul Immortal, doesn’t rot for three days, like it’s alive."

With that, Wang Tongjian looked around, lowered his voice and said,

"Qiao Xin killed Immortal Yu Hua three days ago. Normally, the Yunxiao Sect should have sent someone, but for these three days, no one, not even an inhuman, has been seen inside or outside the mansion…"

"We really don’t know how to deal with this item. Destroying it is not an option, but keeping it is also not suitable…"

"If you’re interested, you can come with me to take a look."

Wei En naturally didn’t refuse.

He left the room and followed Wang Tongjian towards the deep storage room in the mansion.

As Wei En walked, he sensed something was amiss and quickened his pace, ending up in front of Wang Tongjian.

"Sir?" Wang Tongjian hesitated, but Wei En had already stopped in his tracks.

In front of him, several yamen runners were lying on the ground, and the warehouse next to them was wide open, emitting an eerie aura that sent shivers down one’s spine.

Wei En frowned, bent his knees slightly, and leaped like a bird soaring through the sky, silently entering the warehouse.

Inside the warehouse, there was a tall man with broad shoulders standing with his back towards them.

In front of him, in the box that once held Immortal Yu Hua’s head, there was only a broken white skull, with no flesh remaining.

"This taste, truly belongs to someone of the Nascent Soul Stage."

"After waiting for forty years, the world is finally experiencing some unexpected turbulence."

The man turned around.

The room was still, but his long black hair lifted slightly, as if alive.

His eyes were deep like an ocean, making it hard to see his exact appearance.

Wei En’s eye twitched slightly, as if an invisible hand squeezed his heart. The air in the warehouse felt stagnant, creating a suffocating pressure.

"Martial Saint?" Wei En squinted, feeling a sudden wave of fear.

The Martial Saint looked at him, shook his head slightly, appearing disappointed.

"Your agility is good. But after all these years, you still haven’t reached the superb rank… Have you lost your way? What a pity."

He vanished like a gust of wind, disappearing in the blink of an eye.