Kill Me More Times, I'll Become Invincible-Chapter 385:

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A loud bang.

Qiao Jinyin’s body, bleeding from its seven orifices, crashed down, smashing the wooden platform and landing in front of the crowd.

The crowd gasped and stepped back in shock, creating a circle of empty space.

Xue Changhe, once ranked first on the Strength List, was a top martial artist. If he showed no mercy, there was no way for Qiao Jinyin to survive.

"What’s wrong?"

The tipsy bandit Zhang Kui had finished his drink, but was soon intrigued by the commotion nearby.

Running over and taking a closer look, much of his earlier drunkenness faded away, and he became much more sober.

"Master Qiao, was he beaten to death?"

At first, everyone was surprised.

But soon, some clever people noticed that Qiao Jinyin’s actual skill didn’t match the rumors.

"What Master Qiao? Didn’t you hear what Xue Changhe said? This is a fake imitation!"

"Huh?"

"Then I want my two hundred silver coins for boxing lessons… refunded!"

"Is the Qiao family member Qiao Jinyin outside fake, and Qiao Pianxin inside real?"

The crowd pondered for a moment, their gaze shifting between the collapsed wooden platform and the burning Immortal Statue inside the Taoist temple.

Separated by a wall.

The contrast was like night and day.

Although Qiao Jinyin is a fraud from the martial arts world, he does have some skills. He chats confidently with the mansion’s master without any sign of fear.

He confidently discusses the Qiao family’s martial arts and fighting techniques on the high platform, without any sign of embarrassment.

He even makes many skilled martial artists doubt themselves, feeling like their skills are lacking and they cannot understand Qiao Jinyin’s Qiao family techniques.

But when the fake encounters the real, the difference is like night and day. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

"The fake Qiao family member stands on the street teaching martial arts, talking about deceptive martial arts principles; the true Qiao family member has quietly entered the Taoist temple to pray and meditate."

"If the person from the Qiao family really cares about the hundred silver coins we have in our pocket for learning martial arts, what’s the point?"

"True, if the Qiao family’s old master is real, how could he be easily beaten to death by Xue Changhe with a single punch?"

"What you said makes sense…" the crowd discussed.

Xue Changhe stood on the wooden platform, stopped his martial arts moves, and couldn’t help but rub his forehead upon hearing the words.

What’s going on?

If someone can be easily defeated by Xue Changhe, are they fake?

Although Xue Changhe already knew the gap between him and the Qiao family’s martial arts, hearing everyone speak like that made him also rub his forehead.

At this moment, Qiao Jinyin’s body fell off the wooden platform.

The burly men who had been surrounding him, putting on a show, had already scattered as they sensed the situation turning bad.

Only a few bruised and swollen big men stubbornly said in a loud voice:

"The teacher Qiao Jinyin that you killed was already old, it’s not a real skill to defeat him."

"We will remember this grudge. When our senior sister comes, she will come to learn your tricks, Xue family master!"

After making this vicious statement, the big man grabbed Qiao Jinyin’s body and hurriedly ran away.

There is also a senior sister?

Xue Changhe found it amusing and didn’t pay attention at all.

With his status and martial arts skills, being on the same stage as a trickster like Qiao Jinyin was somewhat embarrassing.

Now that his emotions had calmed down, why would he fear a senior sister…

He silently shook his head, used lightness skills to leap from the high platform, and in the blink of an eye, he was gone, completely ignoring the person.

"Are they trying to run away?" Sheriff Qian’s face was stiff.

"What senior sister? It’s a mystery, right? Qiao Jinyin’s scheme has been exposed, and these people have deceived others for money here, it wouldn’t be exaggerating to say they could be beaten to death by the people of the town…"

These disciples of Qiao Jinyin are from out of town and can run away, but he, being a local, has been making a living in this town for years, where could he run to?

Perhaps he will also end up in ruin, being seen as an accomplice of Qiao Jinyin…

Sheriff Qian looked up, gazing at the flames gradually rising in the nearby Taoist temple, his face ashen.

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Just a wall away, in front of the main hall of the Taoist temple.

The flames in the massive bronze tripod burned fiercely, growing larger and larger.

Inside the flames, there were two bodies, one large and one small.

One of them is Immortal Chiyang, and the other one is also Immortal Chiyang.

The group of disciples who had rushed over earlier now had pale faces, some even turning green.

First, Immortal Chiyang’s statue was smashed and burned in the fire as firewood.

Then, a rainbow light appeared in the sky as Immortal Chiyang’s deity rode a magic treasure to come.

Who would have thought… one day, they would witness the strange sight of the wooden Immortal Statue burning together with the deity.

The scene was not terrifying, but rather extremely unsettling.

"Desecrating immortals and disrespecting gods… what are you planning to do?" asked one of the disciples in fear.

Qiao Mu glanced at him.

In the past two years, Nan Province has seen significant changes. The South King rebelled, nearly taking over the entire Nan Province. At the same time, he raised the flag of hunting immortals to confront the Xuantian Sect.

In the end, although the signboard of the Taoist temple was changed, the Immortal Statue inside remained unchanged.

"Want to ask me Qiao Pianxin, what do you want to do?" Qiao Mu lowered his eyelids, his voice calm and unruffled:

"Let South King come to talk to me."

He pointed to the burning Immortal Chiyang in the giant cauldron.

"Before this incense burns out, if I don’t see South King…."

He didn’t finish his sentence.

But the meaning was clear.

Though his voice was calm, it sounded like thunder rolling and echoed around.

The servants and monks all looked frightened, not daring to come closer, only standing far away, watching the statue burning slowly in the cauldron, sweating profusely.

The Nine Immortal Gates place great importance on the temples in the big city for ordinary people.

Burning incense is an essential part of practicing the immortal way nowadays. When Qiao Pianxin arrogantly entered the temple to burn the statue and kill the cultivator, it was certain to anger the Immortal Gate.

All he wanted was to talk to the South King?

Bandit Zhang Kui stood at the entrance of the temple, looking far away at the figure standing in front of the burning giant cauldron, his eyes widening slowly.

The remaining drunkenness from before was completely gone at this moment.

While others were unaware of the twists and turns of the matter, he knew all about it.

Since Qiao Xin and Qiao Pianxin arrived in the Nan Province.

Wang Songhe had been avoiding the Qiao family members all along, except for openly courting Qiao Jinyin and giving him a boost, causing this Qiao Jinyin to thrive in the city.

"The temper of this senior Qiao Pianxin is indeed inherited from the father and son duo of Qiao Sen in Yan City back then. It’s really from the same family, with the same blood flowing in their bodies…"

Bandit Zhang Kui sighed heavily.

Even though he was just a rough bandit, he sensed that there was something complicated behind Wang Songhe’s matter. He couldn’t figure it out and ended up drinking alone in the tavern.

Qiao Pianxin, on the other hand, was doing fine.

South King avoided him, but he didn’t bother to untangle the mess behind the matter.

Instead of trying to find South King, he went straight to the Xuantian Sect’s incense temple.

This time, Qiao Pianxin wasn’t looking for South King who had been avoiding him for days.

The situation escalated, and South King from the Immortal Gate, Zhao An, had to come see Qiao Pianxin immediately.

"Brother, is he coming?"

Bandit Zhang Kui wondered and felt a bit hopeful in his heart.

He also wondered, how Wang Songhe, who avoided the Qiao family member in every possible way, would react when seeing the real Qiao family member.

By this time.

The collapsed wooden platform outside the Taoist temple, and the dead body of Qiao Jinyin lying on the street, were almost ignored by everyone.

Everyone’s attention was focused on the Taoist temple engulfed in flames.

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In a round water mirror, thick smoke and flames were rising from the Taoist temple.

The image quickly zoomed in, showing a burning likeness of Immortal Chiyang inside the temple, along with his body.

"These past few years, such insignificant mortals who dare to challenge us are endless in number…"

On a mist-covered mountain peak, an enraged old Taoist with white hair and glaring eyes seemed to emit sparks of electricity.

This is a stern and respected old Taoist named Tianxing, also known as Heavenly Punishment. He is an elder responsible for punishment in the Xuantian Sect. Among all the elders, he is the second most powerful, just below Xuantian Sect Elder Jiuyang.

Two years ago, after Emperor Yonghe prayed to the gods, Xuantian Sect was suppressed by the other Eight Immortal Gates working together.

Originally the sect leader in Zhong Province, this generation’s Xuantian Taoist Lord was injured in this incident. Even the treasured Tianwu Mirror was taken away, causing a great loss of vitality.

During these two years, the Xuantian Taoist Lord has been mostly in seclusion, focusing on healing. He has taken a step back from his leadership role.

Elder Tianxing, who is in charge of enforcing punishment, can also be considered the second most important figure in the sect.

When Qiao Mu entered Heyang City Daoist Temple and burned the Immortal Statue as firewood, Elder Tianxing saw this happen.

"He is indeed too unruly, thunder must strike." Elder Tianxing’s face turned dark.

"These ordinary folks, learning a bit of martial arts in the mortal world, think they are superior once they gain some power, daring to challenge us… perhaps we didn’t kill enough in the past."

Elder Tianxing is not unfamiliar with ordinary martial artists.

Two years ago, a mortal martial artist known as "Martial Saint", who was once arrogant at the Daoist temple on the edge of the sect, ultimately met his end under a bolt of heavenly thunder, leaving no remains.

Although there were rumors of this person walking the earth again later on, there seemed to be something fishy about it.

Is Elder Tianxing unaware whether the person is truly dead or not?

"Tianxing, don’t be hasty," Elder Sun sitting beside him spoke up.

"This person is named Qiao Pianxin, and indeed possesses some skill…"

After embracing the path of immortality, most cultivators give themselves new titles, abandoning their mundane names, but there are a few like Elder Sun who keep theirs.

"Qiao Pianxin?"

The cultivators on the mountain peak all slightly paused at the mention of this name.

"So it’s him. A while back, the Qiao family caused quite a stir in the Southeast Province… Could it be that the Yunxiao Sect is involved in this matter too?" an elder spoke.

He’s not to blame for not thinking too much.

Recently, Xuantian Sect did indeed suffer losses at the hands of Yunxiao Sect.

"The Yunxiao Sect Leader is a cunning old fox. He pretended to die in the hands of the ordinary martial artist ‘Qiao Pianxin,’ or rather, pretended to die under the Zhong Province Human Emperor Sword’s blade."

"But when we rushed to Southeast Province, he turned the tables on us, killed a Nascent Soul Elder with a swift spear strike…" Everyone looked grim.

"Could this be another scheme by the Yunxiao Sect Leader?"

"Humph! Even if the Yunxiao Sect Leader comes in person to disturb our sacred grounds, they will meet their end." Elder Tianxing snorted angrily, his temper flaring.

Elder Sun, on the other hand, remained relatively calm and spoke up:

"Wasn’t Qiao Pianxin supposed to negotiate with the South King?"

"Then let him go and negotiate."

"Yaoyang?" Elder Sun looked at a Daoist with white eyebrows in the crowd.

"Southern King Songhe, you are his disciple, and the matter of South King was also handled by you."

"Right, it should be me who goes and deals with this wild beast." Elder Yaoyang stood up.

He was at the mid Nascent Soul stage in cultivation, not outstanding among the elders of Xuantian Sect.

What truly stood out was not his skills in combat, but his skill in alchemy.

"If someone needs to be killed, why do you need to go?" Elder Sun said calmly.

Taoist Chiyang, killed by Qiao Pianxin, was the golden core deacon of Xuantian Sect.

Although this matter was not small, it may not necessarily require the elders of the sect to personally take action.

The main issue is that behind Qiao Pianxin, there seems to be the shadow of the Yunxiao Sect Leader.

"Find out if this person is trustworthy, if you can uncover the twists and turns, or investigate the Yunxiao Sect in the Southeast Province… I don’t want you to resort to violence."

"I understand," said Master Yaoyang as he stood up and disappeared in a rainbow.

Elder Sun remained silent, his gaze fixed on the floating water mirror in the air.

The Elder of the Immortal Gate held a high position of authority, being a key figure within the Immortal Gate, not easily influenced by anyone, not even the Nascent Soul Elder.

Sending Master Yaoyang was motivated by the potential connection to the Yunxiao Sect.

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Southwest Province’s Yunxiao Sect.

The leader of the Yunxiao Sect was meditating in his cave when suddenly, a thought struck him.

"Someone is plotting against me again…"

Just as he was about to calculate with his fingers, he let out a soft sigh and gave up the idea.

"Never mind, there are already plenty of people thinking about me at this moment, do I really need to calculate…"

The true body of Yunxiao Sect Leader has already died.

During the refining process of this dharma body, it once absorbed the souls of a thousand Jingwei half-demons, possessing some extraordinary abilities of the Jingwei Divine Bird. This ability to forcibly prolong life is something that even the Soul Changing Taoist Lord of the Eight Immortal Gates cannot achieve or even think of.

With only the dharma body remaining after the death of the true body, he naturally became like a rootless duckweed.

Not to mention his magical power diminishing bit by bit, in the last thirty days, he gradually grew weaker each day, his spiritual consciousness clouded, and his magical power continuously declining.

In the first few days.

Relying on the Mountain Protection Formation, his dharma body avoided the detection of other cultivators from the Immortal Gate, displaying a strength not inferior to the true body at the Soul Changing Stage. He consecutively killed several Nascent Soul Elders, intimidating the Immortal Gate, creating an illusion that the true body was safe and sound.

And now…

"Let’s save some magical power," said the leader of Yunxiao Sect as he closed his eyes to rest.

The thirty-day extension of life was coming to an end, with only seven days left, reaching the critical moment.

After seven days, the weakness of Yunxiao Sect would be exposed, and the news of their Immortal Sect Leader being killed by mortals would need to be clarified again.