Kill Me More Times, I'll Become Invincible-Chapter 423:

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"Clairvoyance, I think you are getting too involved in the story, aren’t you?"

Clairaudience frowned and slowly said:

"Don’t forget our roles. We are just storytellers of Tide Listening Building. We only listen to the tide and don’t create it."

"Just listen to the stories of the human world."

"When we talk about the struggle between immortals and humans, in simpler terms, it’s like…" Clairaudience smiled slightly;

"Inhuman and mortals have the same origin, so basically it’s just a conflict within the human race, isn’t it?"

"And within our Tide Listening Building, there are many half-demons."

"Compared to the inhumans mentioned by mortals, the half-demons living among humans are the true outsiders, right?"

Jiang Chen fell silent at the words.

He also knew that Storyteller Clairvoyance was actually a mixed-blood half-demon with the bloodline of the three-eyed divine ape, with a divine eye between his eyebrows.

On the other hand, Clairaudience who introduced him was actually a pure-blood human with exceptional physical traits and extraordinary hearing.

Both Clairvoyance and Clairaudience were pillars of the Fantastic Faction and were the flagship members of the Tide Listening Building.

However, ever since Clairvoyance and a member of the Qiao family went to the Hundred-mile Desert, something seemed to change.

Two old partners, who used to work together, now have many disagreements.

Clairvoyance said casually, "Different races, different kinds… what you said is not unreasonable, but things in this world are not that simple."

"Everyone wears human skin, has the same blood running through their veins, are we not all brothers and neighbors from different backgrounds?"

"People from the same group may not always get along, while those who are different can still unite."

Clairaudience stood by coldly listening, even though they disagreed, they no longer desired to argue.

With that, the three of them left Peach Blossom Villa and found an inn in the nearby Yan City to rest in a comfortable room.

At this point, Clairaudience gave up on trying to persuade Jiang Chen and the others.

"Now that things have come to this, let’s head back to Tide Listening Building."

"For such important matters, it’s time to return to Tide Listening Building." Clairvoyance also agreed with a nod.

Beside him, Jiang Chen felt a slight movement in his heart and couldn’t help but ask:

"Is our Tide Listening Building located in Nan Province?"

Clairvoyance and Clairaudience smiled at each other upon hearing this.

"That’s right, whenever you entered the Tide Listening Building before, it was Clairaudience who guided you in," Clairvoyance said with a smile.

"Do you still not know where the actual Tide Listening Building is located?"

"Where is it? Isn’t it in Nan Province? Or is it at the border of Nan Province and Zhong Province?" Jiang Chen asked, puzzled.

Jiang Chen hadn’t been in the Tide Listening Building for too long, still considered a newcomer.

Every time he returned to the Tide Listening Building, Clairaudience would guide him.

Upon careful reflection, he was quite puzzled by how he ended up in the Tide Listening Building. When he tried to recall the memories, everything seemed unclear.

I only remember that Tide Listening Building, a very tall tower in the mountains, almost touching the sky, where you can almost grab the stars.

Despite being very tall, it was also by the sea, and you could faintly hear the sound of the tides rising and falling.

"Is such a place really in Jiu Province?" Jiang Chen pondered carefully, finding himself with even more questions.

A building so close to the sea, nestled in the mountains, and reaching into the clouds… if it truly existed in a certain part of Jiu Province, it would surely be a renowned scenic spot.

Jiang Chen had traveled far and wide in the last two years, gaining much experience, yet he had never heard of a place by the coast of Jiu Province resembling this…

What’s more puzzling is that… the last time he entered Tide Listening Building from a place in Zhong Province, but what he saw inside was a storyteller from a completely different region…

"We shouldn’t delay, let’s go now," Jiang Chen urged.

Clairaudience suddenly pulled out a scroll from his pocket and unfolded it before them.

In the scroll, there was a mountain peak covered in clouds, with raging waves crashing below the cliffs, and atop the mountain stood an extremely tall wooden tower.

The sign on the wooden building reads "Tide Listening Building".

"Well…" Jiang Chen thought to himself.

"Could that Tide Listening Building be in this painting?" Jiang Chen wondered.

"Isn’t this a magical technique? I heard that cultivators can create magical scrolls containing inner spaces, but this doesn’t make sense…"

"Who said it’s inside the painting? Why didn’t you notice it before, you’re being silly," Clairaudience sounded a bit impatient.

Clairvoyance next to them chimed in gently:

"We don’t have to enter the painting… Let me guide you this time."

Clairvoyance lightly placed their hand on Jiang Chen’s shoulder and continued:

"Look closely at this painting, concentrate, remember everything in it, contemplate it in your mind…"

"Don’t think of anything else, just focus on looking at the painting…"

Clairvoyance’s voice was very soft, like a gentle breeze.

Following his guidance, Jiang Chen slowly immersed his mind into the painting.

Gradually, he could smell the fresh scent of green grass in the mountains, hear the sound of waves at the cliff edge, and feel the salty sea breeze brushing against his face, moving his robe…

After some time passed, when Jiang Chen snapped out of it, he found himself standing between a forest, with a cliff and crashing waves behind him.

Clairaudience was nowhere to be found, while Clairvoyance stood beside him, gently removing his hand from Jiang Chen’s shoulder.

"Here we are, at the Tide Listening Building," Storyteller Clairvoyance smiled.

Jiang Chen suddenly widened his eyes, feeling that the Clairvoyance in front of him seemed even more unfamiliar and distant than before, with a smile on his face carrying a mysterious and unpredictable meaning.

"Don’t look at me like that," Clairvoyance seemed to know what he was thinking.

"The Tide Listening Building is a place where abandoned people are taken care of, and I am just one of them, with my own little tricks."

Clairvoyance gently pressed the center of her forehead between her eyebrows, and softly said:

"When it comes to someone who is not abandoned, it seems like only our Landlord protects us."

"So, the Tide Listening Building is his creation?"

Jiang Chen looked confused and asked, "What exactly is the Tide Listening Building?"

"Isn’t the Tide Listening Building right in front of us, this wooden building?" Clairvoyance smiled slightly:

"Though the Tide Listening Building is a mysterious force in the martial arts world, it is ultimately just a small building occupied by ordinary people."

"Our Landlord Nian Chao Sheng just took advantage of the situation temporarily, he is not the founder of the martial arts force behind the Tide Listening Building."

"As for the place we are currently in, although it is now called the Tide Listening Building, in the past, it had a very different name…."

"Alright, before Clairaudience arrives, let’s talk quietly before entering the Tide Listening Building."

As Clairvoyance mentioned this, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

"Jiang Chen, your background and experiences are not a secret to us in the building."

"You were born in the small sword faction ‘Bright Moon Sect’ in Tiger City, Nan Province. Later, when you traveled to Yan City with your wife, you angered the son of the city lord Guo Yan. It was thanks to Qiao family member Qiao Mu that you were saved…"

"After joining Tide Listening Building, it’s a good opportunity to share the story of Qiao family member at the teahouse."

Jiang Chen remained silent.

He didn’t feel offended. These details of his were not really secret, and before officially joining Tide Listening Building, they should have been thoroughly investigated by Clairvoyance, Clairaudience, and others.

"In fact, I am quite similar to you." Clairvoyance’s expression softened slightly.

"Since traveling to the Hundred-mile Desert with Qiao family member, my perspective on certain things has changed."

"Did you know, in that lonely city in the desert, there is an old man with only half a face who looks after the city’s libraries of knowledge and weaponry."

"The weaponry holds the military secrets, while the library contains the history of the lonely city, detailing events that took place over forty years…"

As he mentioned the events, his tone became slightly heavier, filled with emotion.

"Throughout history, written records have focused on emperors and generals, famous ministers, or the deeds of noble families…"

"But in the lonely city, the written records document the affairs of just one city."

"Over the span of forty years, the old man with half a face meticulously recorded the deeds of soldiers, officers, and even the common folk of the city in the city’s historical records."

"Even the affairs of common people are recorded in the city’s historical records?" Jiang Chen asked in surprise.

"Do not underestimate the common people in that city," Storyteller Clairvoyance said slowly.

"People’s hearts are just as important. If a hundred thousand soldiers defend a city to their deaths, and as long as there are survivors in the city, wouldn’t they witness the city’s drama unfold over thirty years?"

"The young men in that city were actually the only reinforcements for the army in the past forty years."

"And the history books in that isolated city record such events."

Speaking of this, Clairvoyance’s expression also turned solemn:

"From that moment on, I knew that real historical events, real stories… hold power."

"These are the tales that we storytellers have carefully crafted, lacking in power."

"That is, the power of truth," he said slowly.

Clairvoyance stopped in front of the Tide Listening Building, turned around slowly, and said:

"I was inside the isolated city’s library at that time, and in my heart, I vowed to bring this history book to the outside world in Jiu Province."

"So that the people outside in Jiu Province could also hear about the real events that happened in that isolated city."

"What do you want to say?" Jiang Chen was surprised and curious, not knowing the intention behind Clairvoyance’s secret conversation.

Clairvoyance said solemnly, "Whether it’s the events in the lonely city or the actions of the Qiao family member, they both possess a powerful and touching impact in my eyes."

"We are advocates of real events, and what we want to do is to spread these true events that happened in Jiu Province, allowing the ordinary people in Jiu Province to also experience the blood and tears that I read between the lines in the historical records of the lonely city."

"Such stories have a fundamental difference from the ‘Top Ten Worst Pants’ compiled by Clairaudience and the ‘Top Ten Most Stunning Beauties of the Martial World’."

After a moment of contemplation, Qin Li spoke up:

"Although Clairaudience is your guide, your thoughts must differ from his along the way, right?"

"So… are you willing to join me in focusing on real matters at the Tide Listening Building?"

Jiang Chen’s breathing quickened slightly.

"Certainly… I am willing!"

"Okay," Clairvoyance smiled again.

"Our Tide Listening Building is not just an ordinary building. The Landlord is cautious and rarely gets involved in worldly matters, preferring to hide in the building and listen to the tides."

"Although I am a half-demon with demon blood, I consider myself a normal human. Now, I also want to do what I can to help."

Clairvoyance and Jiang Chen were deep in discussion.

In the misty distance, the figure of Clairaudience emerged, looking towards them with a slight frown.

……………………………………………

In the second year of Wuping.

The Xuantian Sect in Nan Province was destroyed, and the whereabouts of the Yunxiao Sect in Southeast Province are unknown.

King Wang Songhe led his troops to attack the mountains and temples in Nan Province, erecting a new monument in the ruins of the Taoist temple.

News spread and shook the world.

The Qiao family, a martial arts clan in the mortal world, has become a mysterious legend that attracts a lot of attention from both ordinary people and those in the cultivation world.

……………………

The Western Province, also known as the Western Region, has few people and vast land.

It is mostly barren land here, with few oases, but plenty of deserts and sand dunes.

After walking for several days in the desert, a bearded traveler finally found an oasis. He stopped in front of an inn to have some food and drink.

The bearded traveler was actually in disguise as Martial Saint.

As he entered the desert of the Western Province, his usually calm heart began to feel some ripples.

This place is actually quite similar to the vast desert of a hundred miles in the Fang Yuan Desert in the Zhong Province of the past, which made him reminisce about the past as he drank his wine.

"Have you heard the latest big news?"

At that moment, the people at the nearby table were discussing excitedly:

"Are you talking about the incident of Nan Province Xuantian Sect being destroyed? I heard it was done by a member of the famous Qiao family in Jiu Province."

"Well, everyone already knows it was the Qiao family who did it, I was talking about another matter."

"In Southwest Province, it’s said that even Yunxiao Sect is gone now, the sect is just ruins, not a single person can be found!"

"What? Even Yunxiao Sect… fell victim to the Qiao family’s cruelty?"

"Do you also think it was the Qiao family behind this?"

"Of course, who else but the Qiao family? It must have been the Qiao family who did it!"

"I never thought we martial artists would live to see this day… Two major Immortal Gates, both destroyed by a single martial clan…"

The traveler Martial Saint listened to the people at the nearby table talking, with no expression on his face. He poured himself more wine and drank quietly.

"This is getting interesting." After taking a sip of his drink, he grinned slightly.

In the martial world of Jiu Province, Martial Saint had a notorious reputation, feared and disliked by many.

Usually, when something bad happened, people would mistakenly blame him, but this time, the blame was shifted to someone else.

"Good deeds, good deeds." With a smile on his face, he stood up and walked towards the door.

"The Qiao family attracts attention, but I will take advantage of this opportunity to act secretly in Western Province… to deal with the Blood Lotus Sect."

"That old Yunxiao Taoist Lord is full of tricks. He told me about the weaknesses of the Blood Lotus Sect and how to deal with them."

Before he could finish speaking, he vanished from sight.

The innkeeper rushed outside only to find a desert of yellow sand, with no trace of anyone, not even a footprint.

"Oh, where did this villain come from, practicing this skillful lightness technique on sand yet dining like a king?"