Kill Me More Times, I’ll Become Invincible

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It was March in the sun.

Outside Peach Blossom Villa, the cold wind rustled through the peach blossom forest, petals falling with the wind, gradually thinning out the once colorful peach blossom forest like the hair of a middle-aged man.

The Sky Piercing River outside Linhe City was already frozen, with heavy snowflakes floating on both sides of the river.

Although Peach Blossom Villa wasn’t covered in snow, it was still freezing cold.

"What did you just say?"

Qiao Xin stared blankly at the white-haired old general Hai Siyuan in front of him, looking puzzled.

"It’s only been a day, and someone has already created a new skill called ‘Bloodthirsty Forging Skill’ based on ‘Bloodthirsty Skill’?"

"It’s not that surprising." The white-haired old general Hai Siyuan smiled.

"Who is this person and why does he have the same idea as me?" Qiao Mu was suddenly astonished.

"Haha, he’s not as amazing as Mr. Qiao makes him out to be."

Hai Siyuan smiled and said:

"In this world, there are always smart people with clever ideas."

"But rare are those like a member of the Qiao family, who can put ideas into practice and create perfect martial arts techniques."

Most people tend to keep their ideas in their minds.

A few people will turn their ideas into reality and become skilled in martial arts.

Not many people can develop unique ideas into practical martial arts techniques like a member of the Qiao family.

Lack of motivation and knowledge are common obstacles.

Qiao Mu always has plenty of time on his hands…

Outsiders often think that creative and original ideas are the most valuable and important.

Hai Siyuan is not an outsider in martial arts; he believes that turning vague ideas into well-crafted martial arts techniques is crucial.

"You haven’t said who it is yet…" Qiao Mu was a bit impatient. "Introduce me quickly."

"Mr. Qiao Xin, don’t worry, this person is not really a remarkable figure," Hai Siyuan said.

"Actually, this person has a bit of a connection with the Qiao family…" Hai Siyuan led the way, walking towards the peach blossom forest outside the mansion.

They could see a middle-aged man sitting under a tree with his back to them from afar.

The middle-aged man had thinning hair, a slightly balding head, and a somewhat desolate and aged appearance, not the young genius that Qiao Mu had initially imagined.

"This man is already in his fifties, he is not young anymore."

"His martial arts talent is also not high, at his age his skill in internal strength is stuck at the 5th rank, it’s difficult for him to make progress, this is almost his limit."

"His talent is average, he only managed to reach the 5th rank in internal strength through decades of daily effort…"

"Stop it… Do you have a grudge against him, why are you teasing him like this?"

Hai Siyuan paused for a moment and said, "That’s really not true."

He stopped in his tracks and looked towards the middle-aged man with his back facing them, saying:

"This person is my junior brother, Hai Boping."

Upon hearing this name, Qiao Mu also remembered.

Before entering Anxi Pass Hundred-mile Desert, Qiao Mu had briefly met "Mr. Hai" in Anxi Town.

This person’s martial arts skills were not high and when he used the forbidden martial arts skill "Bloodthirsty Skill" to challenge Madame Bai, he was defeated.

Qiao Mu’s "Bloodthirsty Skill" should be from the same place as him, the storyteller Clairvoyance from Tide Listening Building.

Just then, the middle-aged man turned around.

They saw his face with faint wrinkles, bloodshot eyes, and tears of blood flowing down his cheeks.

The strange appearance of the man made Hai Siyuan jump in surprise.

Upon closer inspection, Hai Siyuan saw a small fire in front of the middle-aged man Hai Boping, with some half-burned manuscripts in the fire.

"Hmm?" Hai Siyuan, the old general, raised an eyebrow.

With a palm thrusting out into the air, a tangible True strength shot out from Hai Siyuan’s hand, instantly extinguishing the burning fire pit ten meters away.

"What are you doing?"

In a swift motion, Hai Siyuan moved to Hai Boping and snatched a few half-burned manuscripts from the fire pit.

"What’s going on?" Hai Siyuan frowned.

"Was it you who asked me to deliver the ‘Bloodthirsty Forging Skill’ to Lord Qiao Xin, only to now change your mind and burn the manuscripts?"

"And what’s with the blood and tears on your face?"

"Ah…" Hai Boping shook his head.

"I always feel that this new ‘Bloodthirsty Forging Skill’ is too messy and simple."

"Even though Master Qiao says it doesn’t need to be a perfect martial arts technique, creating a new one or just providing a simple idea…"

"But this kind of simple martial arts, derived from forbidden martial arts deductions, naturally poses great danger. How can I easily hand it over to Master Qiao? Isn’t this joking about Master Qiao’s life?"

"Well, I do love joking around." Qiao Mu took the manuscript from Hai Siyuan and read it carefully.

With vast knowledge in martial arts, after just a casual read-through, Qiao Mu had a basic understanding of this new martial art.

"Hm?"

Suddenly, Qiao Mu felt a stir in his heart.

He raised his arm in front of his eyes and looked at a strand of hair standing up on it, lost in thought.

"Qiao Mu looked at Hai Boping, whose face was covered in blood and tears, after mentally going through the process without actually performing it. His instinctive spiritual refining sensed the danger…"

This person’s judgment is actually correct.

If one were to practice this newly developed technique, it is very likely that people will die. The deaths might be particularly gruesome. After all, even before practicing, Qiao Mu had sensed the danger of this technique.

Qiao Mu was immediately shocked:

"The idea seems feasible, but the risk is extremely high. If one is not careful, they may fall into demonic possession and die…"

Qiao Mu had ample experience with falling into demonic possession and dying.

Therefore, with a sudden realization, he already saw the extraordinary nature of this martial art.

"Great!" Qiao Mu patted Hai Boping’s shoulder:

"At Peach Blossom Villa, we need talented individuals like you."

"Keep practicing martial arts, help me practice more, the more dangerous the better, injuries and bleeding are rewarded, death from practicing is highly rewarded!"

Hai Boping opened his mouth to say something, but couldn’t speak, feeling inexplicably excited.

"Master Qiao, please don’t joke with me like this, I am already over fifty years old, my martial arts only reached the 5th rank, I am not a talent."

"Why not?" Qiao Mu said seriously:

"Hai Wuya’s martial arts are not high either, at the peak of his middle age, his martial arts cultivation reached at most the 4th rank, in his later years his vitality declined, aging to the 9th rank."

"Even so, he is still the founder of the Xumi Mountain King Sutra."

"Even if you are trash, my Peach Blossom Villa is your trash truck."

Hai Boping was stunned.

Over fifty years old, feeling like a failure, he really didn’t expect someone to compare him to his father Hai Wuya.

In fact, Qiao Mu is indeed serious, not just saying good things.

With his status, there is no need for him to boast about others.

Most martial artists in the world are practical, practicing martial arts just to defeat enemies.

Hai Boping and Hai Wuya, however, are rare exceptions among martial artists.

If we talk about their foundation and talent as martial artists, perhaps they are just average.

But if we focus on their deduction skills and understanding alone, maybe they have exceptional abilities, almost extraordinary.

Without Peach Blossom Villa, Hai Boping, as a martial artist, may lead a mediocre life.

The skill Hai Boping worked hard to deduce, the "Bloodthirsty Forging Skill", is only a partial achievement at the beginning and won’t lead to success.

"There must be other martial artists like Hai Boping at Peach Blossom Villa who are talented in martial arts deduction but are underestimated."

After encouraging Hai Boping, Qiao Mu took his manuscript and went back to his room to continue studying.

Hai Boping’s "Bloodthirsty Forging Skill" is indeed too rough and simple, possibly leading martial artists to lose control and go down the wrong path.

But the idea… maybe it’s right.

"If successful, perhaps my Peach Blossom Villa will have another key to unlock human potential, making the path beyond the 4th rank to superb rank slightly broader."

Qiao Mu was in a good mood.

Since he had "Heavenly Demon Forging Body" and the beginnings of "Bloodthirsty Forging Skill."

Why not have a third skill in addition to the first two?

His idea might be correct, the forbidden martial arts in the world could be undiscovered treasures waiting to be explored.

If he could reverse-engineer the martial arts body forging technique, allowing ordinary martial artists to unlock human potential step by step.

"The development of forbidden techniques cannot rely solely on the Qiao family. There must be demand to create a market."

As Qiao Mu walked through the gradually withering peach blossom forest, he thought to himself.

In this world, there are not many forbidden martial arts techniques, and most of them are quite crude and rudimentary.

After all, not many people spend their days practicing the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method. Most martial artists have a strong will to survive, and may never have the opportunity to use a forbidden martial arts technique in their lifetime.

But if the reputation of the Body Tempering Technique could spread, perhaps it could provide an opportunity for martial artists from all over the world to voluntarily delve into forbidden martial arts….

"Huh?"

Qiao Mu suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He reached out his hand and caught a swirling peach blossom petal in the palm of his hand.

He looked up.

The peach tree in front of him was already starting to look bald like Hai Boping’s head.

"It’s getting colder…" Qiao Mu squinted.

When he said cold, he wasn’t talking about temperature, but a chill that passed through his heart.

As he advanced in spiritual refinement, Qiao Mu’s intuition was still improving.

The sudden chilly feeling in his heart wasn’t unfounded.

………………………………………………

In the sunny month of March, the Sky Piercing River froze, Linhe City was covered in heavy snow, a rare sight in the Southwest Province.

"We’ve arrived at Linhe City."

The Yunxiao Sect Leader looked down at Linhe City from high above.

He had been following Martial Saint for a long time, but now he had disappeared into Linhe City without a trace.

But he wasn’t worried.

As the mighty leader of the Immortal Sect, he had come all this way and wouldn’t leave empty-handed.

"This city is where the immortal Qiao family killed Feather’s incarnation, causing the Sky Piercing Water Spirit to flee into Sky Piercing River, and letting little Jingwei escape from my Yunxiao Sect’s control…."

The leader of Yunxiao Sect lowered his eyelids:

"Is this city the beginning of the chaos in the Southwest Province?"

Taoist Child Yu Shan and Elder Feather were both exceptional disciples under his guidance.

"In that case, let’s end the chaos brought by the Qiao family’s monsters right here."

"It’s time to lure the snake out of its hole."

When Yunxiao Sect Leader had a thought, he tapped his waistguard and out came different Immortal Spirit Beasts.

Various Immortal Spirit Beasts with different appearances emerged from it.

There were admired Immortal Spirit Beasts like the Yellow-Haired Fat Cat "Cat Power Immortal" from Linhe City, as well as massive spirit dogs resembling small mountains.

"Long ago, the Feather King fell in battle, leaving the Feather King Army without a leader, causing internal divisions."

"Most of the rebels have now returned under the control of our Immortal Gate, but some of the Feather King’s old followers refuse to surrender…"

"Let’s start with them today," Yunxiao Sect Leader calmly ordered, sending these spiritual beasts off in all directions.

He then rested on a cloud, closing his eyes to regain his strength.

He wasn’t in a hurry to find Martial Saint or locate a Qiao family member, as it wasn’t difficult for him.

He wasn’t satisfied with just defeating one or two martial artists; he sought complete retribution.

From the rebel army that got out of control, to the little Jingwei, then to Martial Saint, a member of the Qiao family…

He planned to deal with all the causes of unrest in the Southwest Province in one decisive action, completely eliminate them…

…………………………………….

After half a day.

Cat Power Immortal and other spiritual beasts came and went.

The current Cat Power Immortal was now wearing a Taoist robe, looking quite human-like.

"Reporting to the sect leader, a total of 548 remaining members of the Feather King Army rebels have been captured."

With a wave of his sleeve, Cat Power Immortal shook out hundreds of Feather King Army soldiers, landing on the cloud in front of the Yunxiao Sect Leader.

The Yunxiao Sect Leader looked at a female general among these rebel soldiers.

"Flying Fish Demon?"

Flying Fish Demon Jade Carp was now terrified, trying to stay calm but sweating profusely.

"I heard that the Feather King once used the city to force the Qiao family member to reveal themselves. Is this true?"

Jade Carp’s expression changed, thought for a moment, and then said firmly, "No."

The Yunxiao Sect Leader smiled and said, "Clever."

"The Feather King is ultimately ruthless…" He lowered his eyelids, and with a wave of his sleeve, a cold wind emerged.

The sharp cold wind, like a knife, instantly cut Jade Carp into two pieces, splattering blood everywhere as her body fell by the city gate, turning into an icy sculpture.

"This is what true coercion looks like." The Yunxiao Sect Leader looked at the remaining 547 people trembling on the cloud platform before him, raised his hand, and unleashed another gust of wind.

Drop by drop, blood mixed with bits of flesh fell, turning Linhe City into a sudden blood rain.

"There are 547 people left."

"Let the lost little Jingwei and the hidden Qiao family member come over here."