Kill Me More Times, I’ll Become Invincible

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The setting sun was red as blood, with crows flying everywhere.

As the sun was about to set, Yangmen City was already quiet. The shadow of the city wall stretched long in the sunset, like a silent giant beast crawling.

"Here is Yangmen City."

Moon Xuan Envoy led the way ahead, followed by Martial Saint. The two of them had already arrived at the city.

They could see the city gates of Yangmen City opening. The gates were clearly twisted and deformed, and the street behind was a mess.

Looking around, the streets inside the city were in chaos, with broken slabs and collapsed houses everywhere.

Obviously, the city had just experienced a significant battle, with remnants of blood still on the ground.

The further they walked towards the city, the more severe the destruction of the streets and houses around.

"Yangmen City was recently captured by the Feather King Army. It was not a prosperous place to begin with, so it might not necessarily be the work of Lord Gan." said Moon Xuan Envoy.

While Moon Xuan Envoy was talking, he walked into the city.

Martial Saint still had a blank expression on his face.

"Even though it is not a densely populated area, there are still tens of thousands of people… In a city of this size, there will naturally be local temples of the Immortal Gate."

"Unlike temples in other regions, the temples of Yunxiao Sect contain many ‘spiritual beasts’. These spiritual beasts and their descendants often act as representatives of the Yunxiao Sect, walking in the human cities instead of inhumans."

"Sometimes when fierce beasts in the deep mountains cause chaos, these Immortal Spirit Beasts also come out. These manifesting spiritual beasts naturally gather a lot of worshippers locally."

Upon mentioning this, Moon Xuan Envoy suddenly stopped speaking.

By the road, in a collapsed tavern ruin, he saw a massive white wolf the size of a small mountain, covered in blood, with dry and withered fur, and emaciated flesh.

The huge monster was too strong for ordinary martial artists to fight. But now it looked weak and skinny, like a dying tree with only a big body left.

The giant white wolf spiritual beast was not alone. As they walked towards the city, more and more dead bodies were left on the roadside.

At first, there were human bodies, then animal bodies, and later…

Moon Xuan Envoy stopped as they saw two or three blood-stained blue robes on the side of the road. The robes were torn and almost in tatters.

Moon Xuan Envoy from Southwest Province, like Li Gongde, was one of the few cultivators who followed the Martial Saint.

He recognized the damaged blue robe as a magical robe that had been torn apart by some external force… There were no bodies inside the robe, not even bones left.

"Yes," Moon Xuan Envoy nodded.

"When such a disaster struck Southwest Province, the Immortal Gate ruling over this land must have known about it. It seems that Grandmaster Qiankun has already fought against inhumans."

Looking towards the city, they could see the Yunxiao Sect temple in the city zone.

The Taoist temple, as a sacred place for the Yunxiao Sect, should have been magnificent, but now it is clearly in ruins, with collapsed roofs, cracked walls, and broken doors and windows.

The destruction of this temple is the most severe, indicating that this place is the center of the battlefield.

Just as they arrived at the temple gate, a loud noise echoed, and the ground beneath their feet began to shake.

Within the collapsed temple, a large dark figure emerged with each step.

This dark figure was very tall, over three meters in height, almost reaching the height of the temple gate.

The blood-red sunset shone on the dark figure, revealing its full appearance.

Wu Qiankun’s upper body was only covered in tattered cloth strips, with several long wounds on his chest rapidly healing.

As he gently tore apart the worn-out shirt, his robust upper body was revealed, muscles so well-developed that they seemed like a suit of heavy flesh-colored armor draped over him.

"You finally arrived," Wu Qiankun’s gaze swept over the Moon Xuan Envoy beside him, a faint smile on his lips, before settling on the Martial Saint.

The Martial Saint had a blank expression as he looked at him.

The surroundings fell silent for a moment, only the rushing wind blowing up dust and scattered debris.

"I have heard many rumors about you," said the Martial Saint calmly.

"I had planned to confront you about your current situation… but now it seems unnecessary."

The first glance after months of separation, the Martial Saint finally saw the state of his proud disciple.

"It seems you have been waiting for me, are you prepared?" asked the Martial Saint casually.

"Of course, adoptive father."

"No, you should call me… Martial Saint now," replied Wu Qiankun calmly.

The Martial Saint squinted his eyes, showing no anger but instead a hint of satisfaction on his face.

"Why don’t you call me adoptive father? You sure have courage."

The thing Martial Saint hates the most are weaklings and cowards…. Conversely, he has more patience for the opposite.

"It seems like Li Gongde underestimated you…." Martial Saint said with a slight smile.

"Did you deliberately send Southwest Province Moon Xuan Envoy to deliver a message to Li Gongde and lure me here just to settle things with me?"

Moon Xuan Envoy, listening from the side, suddenly felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

When he first discovered Wu Qiankun had devoured all the living beings in a village, he seized the opportunity to inform Li Gongde, narrowly escaping being caught by Wu Qiankun on the spot….

Looking back now, it wasn’t just luck, but something Wu Qiankun intentionally did?

"What on earth are these two father and son really thinking, truly two monsters…" Moon Xuan Envoy felt a shiver in his heart.

Up to this moment, he couldn’t figure out Martial Saint’s and Wu Qiankun’s true intentions.

Moon Xuan Envoy once thought that when Martial Saint came this time, maybe he was planning to clear the doors and end Wu Qiankun’s life, but now he couldn’t understand it anymore.

"Wu Qiankun," Martial Saint looked around at the ruins and corpses scattered all around, and said slowly:

"Your martial path has deviated."

"We martial artists, if we only train our fists to be the biggest and strongest, then act violently, bullying the weak with strength, how is that any different from being inhuman?"

"The ultimate goal of martial arts is to use ultimate strength to eliminate all inhuman beings and bring eternal peace to the world!"

He strode forward quickly, step by step towards Wu Qiankun.

With each step he took, his body also expanded and enlarged, almost bursting and tearing his robe apart.

"Wu Qiankun, you have gone mad," Martial Saint said slowly.

But Wu Qiankun, upon hearing this, instead of feeling angry, burst into laughter.

"Mr. Martial Saint, did you come all this way just to say nice things and make me happy?"

At this moment.

Martial Saint had already reached Wu Qiankun, standing at a towering height of over two meters, though not as tall and strong as Wu Qiankun, his presence was equally imposing.

"Stop talking nonsense," Wu Qiankun’s smile turned cold.

"Everyone in this world may call me crazy, but you are the only one who doesn’t have the right!"

"I have just begun to kill the weak, while you, Martial Saint, have been following the Way of Gluttony for forty years!"

"The number of ordinary villagers living in towns and cities, compared to the Jiu Province martial artists who have died by your hands in the past forty years, who is more, who is less? Which is more important?"

"Don’t tell me you came all this way to settle scores? Do you really think you are a saint?"

Boom!

Wu Qiankun threw a lightning-fast punch, creating ripples in the air like waves on water.

The ripples swept across the tall walls, causing them to crumble; passing over the floor, making it shatter.

Only the Martial Saint stood still like a firmly rooted pine tree.

He held Wu Qiankun’s fist in his hand, his expression as cold as Wu Qiankun’s.

Cleaning house?

He did not come all this way just to clean the house.

The house used to be clean, but now it’s dusty and needs cleaning.

If the house had been dirty for years, would he suddenly come to clean it?

"There is only one reason," said Martial Saint slowly.

"Different paths lead to different outcomes."

Wu Qiankun hesitated for a moment and muttered:

"What a difference in paths leading to different outcomes!"

"So, have I become an obstacle in your path now?"

With lightning speed, he punched again, his body covered in dense pores, with pores appearing on the back of his arm too. With a whooshing sound, his fist smashed into Martial Saint’s chest, making a muffled noise.

"In the Way of Gluttony, there can only be one victor," Wu Qiankun said.

"The victor is the only king, while the defeated turn into dust, turned into sustenance!"

"If I continue to follow you closely, I will never rise above being a Little Martial Saint, always inferior to you."

"Therefore…"

"I won’t be Little Martial Saint anymore!"

Wu Qiankun swung his fists like the wind, continuously striking towards Martial Saint.

The two of them fought like lightning, their punches colliding, creating a whirlwind of powerful gusts.

Just the aftermath of their fight caused the nearby Taoist temple ruins to collapse completely, with the ground beneath their feet starting to crack.

Moon Xuan Envoy’s face changed dramatically as he swiftly moved backwards.

Setting aside the matter of Martial Saint, at this moment Wu Qiankun was indeed much stronger than before, already a powerful martial artist like never seen before in his lifetime….

However, even so, he couldn’t defeat Martial Saint.

"Martial Saint, it’s you who is wrong!"

Wu Qiankun clenched his fists angrily, with multiple shadows of fists appearing on his hands.

Wu Qiankun wanted to be like a powerful warrior, so he decided to follow the path of the Little Martial Saint.

Instead of following the same path as others, he chose a different way.

"This is the Way of Gluttony, and to truly follow it, one must embrace the idea of survival of the fittest!"

"Humans, warriors, monsters, immortals – everything can be food. Nothing in this world is off-limits!"

"To be the Martial Saint, one must fully embrace the Way of Gluttony!"

With a loud bang, the two fighters separated slightly. Wu Qiankun took a few steps back and stood his ground.

"The Way of Gluttony is about unity in diversity."

"Martial Saint, just like how you defeated the strongest warriors of Jiu Province thirty years ago, you have reached the level of the Martial Saint."

"By sacrificing countless lives and spirits, uniting all into one, and achieving a higher level in martial arts!"

"Martial Saint, you are too old-fashioned now!"

Wu Qiankun pointed to the collapsed ruins of the Taoist temple, where there were bodies of ordinary people, monsters, and cultivators, saying lightly:

"For everyone’s sake, I am for everyone."

"For Great Yan’s sake, I am for Great Yan."

"For the human race’s sake, I am for the human race!"

Roaring.

Wu Qiankun, with his huge body, pounced towards Martial Saint, dense pores appearing on his back, his speed instantly increasing, the air making sharp buzzing noises.

The two fought fiercely like a storm, strong winds creating waves of energy sweeping in all directions.

"Martial Saint, it’s you who have deviated from the Way of Gluttony, you are the one who has made a mistake!"

"If you don’t dare to kill all people in the world, how can you slay all immortals?"

With a loud bang, everything returned to calm.

The Martial Saint’s palm pierced through Wu Qiankun’s chest, coming out from his back, covered in a blur of blood and flesh.

"In the Way of Gluttony, both you and I are insane," said the Martial Saint calmly.

"The right and wrong of the path is still unknown, it’s just that you are weaker."

Wu Qiankun was no ordinary martial artist, even after being struck through the chest, he didn’t die immediately. His blood and flesh quickly wriggled to regenerate.

But soon, his body’s full flesh and blood began to rapidly shrivel, like dry branches without water.

"Good! Well done on the kill!" Wu Qiankun, near death, laughed loudly and mocked, saying:

"Kill me, Wu Qiankun, then devour all the land of the remaining eight provinces, and swallow up the other seventy-two wise men who practice the Taotie Swallowing Heaven Skill."

"When the time comes, the Martial Saint will not only achieve great martial arts skills, but also push the boundaries of martial arts to an unprecedented level!"

"He will also help the people, be morally upright, and become a sage!"

"The Martial Saint is invincible in the world!"

Wu Qiankun’s body quickly withered, but even at the brink of death, he remained defiant, not yielding even in front of the Martial Saint:

"Martial Saint, if I am wrong, are you always right? Don’t mock me!"

Wu Qiankun shouted sternly, but his voice grew weaker and weaker.

"Wrong?" The Martial Saint gazed calmly.

He opened his arms, embraced his most powerful disciple, and pressed him against his chest, saying gently:

"In my life as the Martial Saint, even if I’m wrong, it’s still right!"

After a while.

A dried-up corpse fell to the ground.

The Martial Saint stood still, twisted his neck, his skin turned red, his body expanded to three meters tall, his joints made cracking sounds, then returned to normal.

"This is the Taotie Swallowing Heaven Skill…." Moon Xuan Envoy’s heart raced, dared not look, quickly lowered his head, but had a thought in his mind:

In Martial Saint’s the Way of Gluttony, only one person can survive.

One will succeed while thousands will perish, in the end, only one person will stand on the pile of everyone else’s bones, becoming a king surpassing all ages.

……………………..

The two people left.

Another young man walked towards the silent city.

He walked up to the ruins of that old temple and crouched down next to a tall, skinny dried-up corpse, taking a closer look.

"Is that Wu Qiankun?" The young man shook his head.

"Another warrior from the Wu family has sacrificed." The young man stood up, his facial features changing slightly, turning into an ordinary middle-aged man, and quickly walked away.