Kill Me More Times, I’ll Become Invincible
Chapter 456:

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The bone sword pierced through Wu Jingang’s palm, staining it red with blood, dripping down slowly from his fingertips.

"Ouch!" Wu Jingang winced in pain, but his momentum did not decrease.

"Indestructible like a diamond!"

His whole body trembled, the skin on his palm quickly turned into a faint golden color, shining like golden iron under the sunlight.

"Hmm?" Qiao Mu’s mind stirred slightly, he raised the bone sword and thrust again.

This time, the bone sword met with some resistance, Qiao Mu applied more force, breaking through Wu Jingang’s palm again, causing blood to gush out once more.

"After using the skill, the body’s resistance to strikes has increased."

Qiao Mu silently nodded. As a grand martial arts master, his knowledge of martial arts was extremely profound. From the changes in Wu Jingang’s body, he could see the reality of the "Vajra Immortal Skill."

In this world, hard work can generally be divided into two categories.

The first category is like the "Iron Cloth Shirt Skill", where martial artists train repeatedly to toughen their skin and muscles, increasing their ability to resist hits.

The second category could be considered "hard qigong", where the body’s defense capabilities improve when circulating and practicing qigong.

The former is a passive skill, while the latter is considered an active skill.

The Vajra Immortal Skill can be seen as a combination of both.

Practicing this kind of hard work gradually enhances the body’s ability to withstand hits.

There are corresponding methods of practicing qigong as well.

"I see," nodded Qiao Mu.

He put away the bone sword and casually pointed a finger out.

His fingertips stopped three inches away from Wu Jingang’s waist.

Although it was just three inches of True strength, it turned into a tangible sword that pierced through Wu Jingang’s waist from Qiao Mu’s fingertips, sending a force from the back.

Wu Jingang, with a burly figure like a small mountain, staggered slightly and fell to the ground.

Meanwhile, Qiao Mu had already passed him and, together with Wu Jing, headed towards the small building of the Wuji Association on the hill.

"I am not dead yet, so it doesn’t count!" Wu Jingang gritted his teeth.

"As long as I am not dead, I have not lost!"

"Wu Jing, is this your reliance? Is it him who killed Martial Saint? I will never admit it!"

Wu Jingang was not foolish.

From the casual gesture of breaking his Vajra Immortal Skill with a finger, he naturally judged that the martial arts gap between the two sides was as vast as the difference between heaven and earth.

This reminded him of a skilled warrior, like Martial Saint who is far beyond him…

Qiao Mu didn’t stop.

On the other hand, Wu Jing’s steps faltered, and he spoke:

"It was Qiao Tu who killed Martial Saint."

"And standing before you is another elder from the Qiao family… a higher skilled warrior, Qiao Shuangtu."

Wu Jingang’s pupils in his eyes slightly contracted.

He suddenly felt like he was punching into cotton with all his strength.

If what Wu Jing said was true.

Then the Qiao family, known for their mysterious and powerful martial arts civilization, not only has someone who can defeat Martial Saint… but two?

Martial Saint claimed to be the second strongest in the world, still two Qiao family members dared to challenge him on the vacant seat of the strongest martial artist.

"What on earth are these Qiao family members… This can’t be possible!" Wu Jingang’s mind was struggling to comprehend.

………………………………….

Passing by Wu Jingang, Qiao Mu took step by step forward.

This small building standing by the mountain seemed ordinary, showing no sign of any connection to the famous Wuji Association.

It wasn’t until Qiao Mu reached the small building.

Suddenly, a rainbow flashed and a figure emerged, transforming into a middle-aged man with a rich and affluent appearance.

It was Li Gongde, the Moon Xuan Envoy of the Zhong Province in the Wuji Association.

"Li Gongde, are you also trying to stop me? Starting the second challenge, eh?" Qiao Mu spoke up.

Li Gongde naturally met "Qiao Shuangtu" for the first time.

But he didn’t doubt that the Qiao family elder, known for their mystery, could recognize him.

"Mr. Qiao Shuangtu is overly cautious."

Li Gongde smiled slightly, stepped aside, and gestured towards the small building behind him, his face beaming.

He didn’t seem like a powerful cultivator or a Moon Xuan Envoy from the Wuji Association, but more like a friendly businessman.

Li Gongde glanced at Wu Jing.

Both of them were Moon Xuan Envoys of the Wuji Association, assigned to different provinces with varying responsibilities, and they were acquainted with each other.

"Now that Martial Saint has passed away, there is naturally no need for the continued existence of the Wuji Association."

Li Gongde smiled and said:

"Wu Jingang’s resistance was just his personal thoughts, his mind hadn’t made that turn yet."

"The martial artist who could kill Martial Saint, according to the principle of survival of the fittest in Taotie Martial Art, would naturally gain control of the Wuji Association from Martial Saint."

"So, why should we resist?"

"Is this your attitude?" Qiao Mu asked.

"If Martial Saint were here, this would likely be his attitude," Li Gongde smiled.

"In that case, then take me to the arsenal," Qiao Mu said.

"Also, tell me about your background, clearly you are a skilled golden core cultivator, so why did you become the Moon Xuan Envoy for the Wuji Association?"

"I am just a nobody, nothing to be proud of. But since Senior Qiao Shuangtu wants to know, I naturally won’t hide it."

As Li Gongde led Qiao Mu towards the small building, he casually talked about his own background.

"Senior Qiao must have also heard that before the chaos in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, there were a total of nineteen sects that produced True Immortals in this realm."

"One of the extinct Ten Realms sects was called the Merit Sect…"

"So you are a descendant of the Ten Realms sect…" Qiao Mu questioned.

"I dare not seek such high connections." Li Gongde smiled and said:

"The Ten Realms sect has long been extinct, the lineage is no more, we are merely scattered practitioners who inherited the techniques of the Merit Sect."

"We accidentally stumbled upon a cultivator’s cave, later discovering it belonged to a deceased expert from the Merit Sect. From that cave, we obtained some techniques of the Merit Sect."

"That expert was not a prominent figure in the Merit Sect, just a nascent soul cultivator within the sect- after the great changes in the world, anyone who could reach the Nascent Soul Stage could become an Elder of the Immortal Gate, but not in ancient times."

"You mentioned ‘we’? Are there other cultivators within this Wuji Association besides you?" Qiao Mu asked again.

"Yes. The Wuji Association’s Sun Xuan Envoy ‘Black Sun,’ like me, also inherited the teachings of the Merit Sect as a scattered practitioner."

Beside him, Wu Jing chimed in to explain:

"The mysterious masters of the Wuji Association can be considered as the eyes and ears of the Wuji Association."

"And when it comes to exchanging information, through sending messages across space…" Wu Jing’s expression turned a bit strange.

"Before the Qiao family’s ‘Spiritual Sound Conducting Technique’ appeared in the world, our internal communication within the Wuji Association relied on lower ranks using carrier pigeons, while the higher ranks utilized immortal methods like the Message Jade Talisman."

"Without cultivators like Li Gongde’s participation, the communication methods of the Wuji Association are actually no different from the martial arts world of the previous generations."

Qiao Mu nodded.

It seemed that this was the reason why Li Gongde and Black Sun were able to become the Sun Xuan Envoy of the Wuji Association and the Moon Xuan Envoy of the Zhong Province.

"Li Gongde, if I say I have a question to ask, will you answer?" Wu Jing suddenly took on a confident air.

Now standing next to Qiao Mu, he wanted to take the opportunity to dispel his doubts.

With Qiao Shuangtu’s reputation, it’s unlikely that Li Gongde would hide anything from him.

"As you wish," Li Gongde smiled warmly, showing no change in expression, not revealing Wu Jing’s thoughts.

"That Blood Flesh Incubation Creature…" Wu Jing, like Wu Qizheng, knew about the existence of the Blood Flesh Incubation Creature:

"The Blood Flesh Incubation Creature is not from this world, is it related to you?"

"Yes," Li Gongde admitted readily:

"This Blood Flesh Incubation Creature was actually captured by the ancient experts of the Merit Sect during their travels beyond the heavens, it has some unique qualities."

"And the Blood Flesh Incubation Creature in the main headquarters of the Wuji Association is actually obtained from the cave of the Merit Sect experts."

"Although Sun Xuan Envoy and I are not direct descendants of the Merit Sect, we have learned their techniques and acquired treasures from the Merit Sect experts, which has made us enemies in the eyes of the Nine Heavenly Immortal Gates."

"So, our situation is similar to Martial Saint’s, which is why we instantly clicked."

At this point, Li Gongde led Qiao Mu into the underground tunnel behind the small building of the Wuji Association.

After twists and turns, they arrived at the renowned arsenal of the Wuji Association.

The arsenal was a building within a cave, filled with bookshelves displaying countless martial arts manuals. The sight of the stacks of books was quite intimidating.

Amidst the neatly arranged scrolls, a young man sitting next to a pile of books taller than him caught their attention.

This man was dressed in a moon-white robe, exuding an academic aura. He held a bound manual in his hands, flipping through it quickly.

His flipping speed was incredibly fast, able to finish a whole book in just a few breaths. It didn’t look like he was reading, more like flipping through a picture book.

"Shh, lower your footsteps, you’re disturbing my reading." The young man with the scholarly air continued flipping through the bound manual in his hands without turning his head.

"Wushu Shushan, are you still reading? It seems your speed reading technique has improved quite a bit," Li Gongde remarked casually.

Speed reading for spiritual refinement?

Qiao Mu hadn’t heard of it before, but he could guess a bit.

After the martial artist’s spiritual refining reached the 2nd rank, their memory became so strong that they could remember things at a glance, even recalling their childhood memories clearly.

The reading method of this person named Wushu Shushan may seem absurd, but for a Spirit Refining martial artist, it is not impossible.

Any book text that catches their eye can be recalled even with their eyes closed – for a Spirit Refining martial artist, it’s like lifting heavy weights, possible but tiring if done for too long.

Obviously, this is a rigorous training method that even made Qiao Mu raise an eyebrow.

"I just hate that I read so slowly," sighed the young man named Wushu Shushan, shaking his head.

"The Wuji Association’s library of martial arts secrets is vast like an ocean. Even Martial Saint couldn’t possibly learn all the martial arts within, considering that human life is limited. No matter how talented or wise a person is, it’s just not possible," said Wushu Shushan seriously.

"I just want to read as many books as possible and hopefully, one day finish reading all the books in this library," said Wushu Shushan earnestly.

Qiao Mu glanced sideways again and asked Wu Jing next to him:

"Who is this Wushu Shushan?"

"He must be a skilled person in charge of guarding the arsenal," replied Wu Jing.

"Among the seventy two wise men, he ranks fourth."

"Although he isn’t good at martial arts practice, he prefers studying and delving into martial arts. While his skills might be lacking a bit, his understanding and knowledge are outstanding."

Among Martial Saint’s disciples in the seventy two wise men, they are all rare martial arts geniuses from Jiu Province, each having extraordinary qualities…

Qiao Mu couldn’t help but look at Wushu Shushan a few more times.

He then noticed the title "Asshole Pointing Hand" on the cover of the thread-bound book that Wushu Shushan had just put down.

Just as he had set it down, he picked up two more books, "Godly Eagle Finger" and "Fire and Ice Dual Technique", flipping through them quickly with great eagerness to absorb knowledge.

"He is truly eager to learn, one could say he has truly inherited Martial Saint’s teachings," Qiao Mu said silently.

Next to Li Gongde reminded:

"The secrets in this armory are as vast as the ocean. Finding the secrets may take a lot of time. If Senior Qiao Shuangtu wants to know where to start, he can directly ask Wushu Shushan. He is very knowledgeable about this armory."

"Well then, let’s start by getting the martial arts secrets of the top ten martial artists of the previous generation," said Qiao Mu.

"Sure, sure," nodded Wushu Shushan, lightly tapping the table in front of him.

As the dust cleared slightly, more than ten martial arts secrets flew out from the pile of books and floated in front of Qiao Mu.

The spiritual refining techniques of the top-ranked martial artist can make flying knives bend, relying on powerful spiritual interference to distort reality.

In Qiao Mu’s assessment, Wushu Shushan should be a superb martial artist in spiritual refining.

Qiao Mu quickly glanced through them.

Some of the martial arts secrets of the previous generation’s strongest martial artists had actually fallen into his hands long ago.

The rest are now all filled.

The fourth best warrior in the world, Shaolin Temple Divine Monk Dried Leaf, knows the martial arts skills "Vajra Immortal Skill" and "Buddha’s Palm."

Vajra Immortal Skill is the strongest hard skill in the world.

As for Buddha’s Palm, it’s the top palm technique that is both strong and prestigious in the martial arts world.

Apart from that, a superb martial artist left behind the martial arts skills "Po Yue Long Yin Gong" and "Tian Ming Shen Gang," which Qiao Mu had previously obtained from Founding Emperor Yan.

Other top martial arts skills like the Seventy-Two Unique Skills of Shaolin and Hua Shan Keng Dong are indeed the best in ancient martial arts, but they are difficult for Qiao Mu to comprehend now.

While they can serve as resources, they can help broaden his knowledge of martial arts.

"I’ve finished speed reading it." Qiao Mu mimicked Wushu Shushan’s previous actions, quickly scanning through the pages, then continued to ask for more.

"I’ve probably read all the essence of ancient martial arts."

"So, where is Martial Saint’s "Ex-human Transformation" with seventy two wise men? Is it in this armory?"

When Wushu Shushan heard this, his eyelids twitched, and for the first time, his eyes moved away from the book to glance at Qiao Mu.

"Of course, there is." Wushu Shushan said slowly.

"Do you want to read the part written by Martial Saint, or something else?" He said expressionlessly.

"Before leaving, Martial Saint had already written ‘Ex-human Transformation’ and ‘Divine Human Transformation,’ would you like to read them?"