Kill Me More Times, I’ll Become Invincible

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"Sheriff Qian?"

The man in black robes frowned slightly upon seeing the newcomer.

Although he still looked angry, he stopped in his tracks and just frowned at Sheriff Qian:

"Are you here to stop me too?"

Sheriff Qian let out a small sigh of relief.

He had some history with this black-robed man, but it was a matter from the past generation. There were still some feelings there, making things complicated.

Seeing that the tall man in the black robe was willing to listen to him, Sheriff Qian lowered his voice and whispered in the secret passage:

"I wasn’t trying to stop you, I was trying to save you…"

"The water in here is very deep…"

"No…" The man in the black robe looked puzzled.

"Why are you telling me this?" he asked.

"I paid two hundred taels of silver to learn martial arts under Qiao Jinyin, but he only taught me some seemingly ineffective moves. How can this be the legendary Qi techniques of the famous Qiao family in Jiu Province?"

"Is this about right and wrong, truth and lies?" Sheriff Qian asked in return.

"Why not?" the man in the black robe asked back.

"You don’t understand the seriousness of this matter, it’s beyond what we common folks can imagine," sighed Sheriff Qian softly.

"Behind Qiao Jinyin, it’s clear that South King is pulling the strings. In Nan Province today, South King’s word is law. If he wants to elevate the Qiao family’s status, then so be it," Sheriff Qian emphasized.

Sheriff Qian solemnly whispered to the man next to him with his inner strength,

"Even if this matter is fake, it holds true."

Even if fake, it’s still true?

The man in black pondered these words, his expression shifting slightly, freezing in place for a moment.

…………………………..

After a while.

In the grand hall of the courtyard, Qiao Jinyin sat on the throne-like chair, deep in thought for a long time.

In front of him stood some big men with bruised faces.

These people just fought with a man in a black robe and got injured, now they have bruised faces.

"Are you all injured?" Qiao Jinyin frowned.

"We have to go to the street in front of the Daoist temple in the north of the city for a martial arts competition soon. Why did you get injured now?"

A martial arts competition in front of the Daoist temple is the biggest event recently, probably like usual, it will involve a speech to rally volunteers to join the army.

This matter is related to the South King’s business, so Qiao Jinyin cannot afford to be careless.

The big men looked at each other.

These people are big and muscular, practicing external martial arts, but their skills are not high, mostly around the eighth or ninth rank.

Now that they are injured, their appearances are less impressive, and they may not be able to cooperate well with Qiao Jinyin later.

"Talking about Sheriff Qian, he has sharp eyes and is good at handling things," said one of the big men.

"Master, why not let Sheriff Qian come?"

"Him? But isn’t he a stranger?" Qiao Jinyin frowned.

"Actually, he is a martial artist with strong internal power. When his energy is not depleted, he should be at the 8th rank. With his martial arts foundation, maybe he won’t be much worse than us if he cooperates with you, Master," the strong man’s disciple spoke up.

Qiao Jinyin squinted his eyes and nodded.

"Then… let him in, I will have a good chat with him."

"I remember, he brought a hundred taels of silver and a spiritual herb," Qiao Jinyin pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

"Spending so much money, no wonder he is so thoughtful."

"If this works out, maybe we can let him and his daughter become ‘inner disciples’ like you guys…"

……………………………………………..

Qiao Jinyin was busy preparing for a martial arts demonstration on the stage.

Meanwhile, Qiao Mu had already arrived in front of the grand stage at the Taoist temple.

"Move aside, move aside! Master Qiao is about to arrive," the laborers on this side shouted as they set up a wooden platform, shooing Qiao Mu away from the stage where he was watching.

"Master Qiao is going to demonstrate his skills publicly. Such a big event, shouldn’t I secure a seat upfront?" Qiao Mu mumbled.

"Hmm, that makes sense." Someone behind Qiao Mu nodded in agreement.

"In that case, I’ll also grab a front-row seat. Birds of a feather flock together, right? Why not bask in the glory of being close to a Qiao family member?"

Several people crowded forward, preparing to claim their seats in advance, even pushing Qiao Mu, who was already standing at the edge of the wooden platform, out of the way.

Before long, there was a large crowd of people gathered here.

"Wow, this rhythm is really easy to follow."

Qiao Mu grinned, then walked away from the crowd.

These days, he stayed quietly in the capital city, not doing much.

He once changed his face using the Shape Changing Skill and sneaked into the mansion where Sheriff Qian lived with Qiao Jinyin, listening to the martial arts teaching of Hua strength grandmaster.

Qiao Mu’s response was, he didn’t want to comment.

"It’s quite interesting for Qiao family’s master to teach martial arts, don’t you think?" Jade Mountain Girl followed closely behind Qiao Mu, asking.

Her previous form, Mountain Mother, had spent her whole life in the hundred thousand mountains, never venturing outside. Now, she found many worldly matters fascinating and her eyes were still on that wooden platform.

"It’s not worth it, a clown who can’t rise to the occasion, goodbye." Qiao Mu walked away gradually;

"If you want to see the fun of fraudulent thieves… why not follow me instead, I’ll give you the whole authentic version."

He stayed quiet in the city for a few days, not to expose Qiao Jinyin, a fraud, as Qiao Jinyin was not worth his effort.

The person he was waiting for was Wang Songhe.

After waiting for a few days without seeing Wang Songhe, a bandit named Zhang Kui came instead and conveyed his message, saying Wang Songhe couldn’t make it and apologized through Zhang Kui.

"Bandit Zhang Kui is a rough man, his behavior clearly suggests there is a hidden agenda in this matter."

"Does Wang Songhe have hidden reasons or is there something else going on?"

Qiao Mu couldn’t help but scratch his head, feeling a bit itchy.

Oh no, it seems like I need to think more.

"Would you like to buy some incense? You’ll need it for worshipping in the temple." A old lady approached Qiao Mu on the road, selling incense.

"No, thank you, I have my own." Qiao Mu waved his hand to decline, then stepped over the threshold of the temple gate.

Two years later.

Now the Taoist temple has a new signboard and has been renovated, looking somewhat different from Qiao Mu’s memory.

Two years ago, a man named Qiao Pifu was burned to death in front of the temple. He never set foot inside, just looked inside from a distance.

Now, looking back after two years.

A lively scene greeted his eyes.

Inside the temple, incense was burning brightly, filling the air with a rich aroma. Worshipers were coming and going constantly.

In front of the main hall, a giant incense burner several meters tall with a thick incense stick burning inside, releasing a fragrant smoke that rose up into the sky.

This scene was almost no different from two years ago.

Whatever Wang Songhe’s troubles or hidden secrets were, that was his own business.

Qiao Mu waited for several days, finally receiving a response from Wang Songhe, which was enough for him.

Next, Qiao Mu looked up and climbed the stairs towards the main hall.

Inside the main hall, there were many Immortal Statues depicting compassionate and solemn expressions.

Each Immortal Statue had a specific order, with the front one being "Mingqing Immortal," followed by "Minghai Immortal," "Mingmie Immortal," and so on.

"It looks like only the names under the Immortal Statues have changed?"

Qiao Mu, who had excellent spiritual abilities, had already memorized the layout of Xuantian Sect cultivators in this Nan Province grand temple.

From the sect leader to the deacons overseeing worldly matters, all were present.

"No, I’m afraid the names have not been changed," Jade Mountain Girl suddenly spoke behind Qiao Mu.

"There is a bit of deception here, not very clever, just that no one dares to expose it."

The mountain lady used to be a powerful monster living in the mountains, and she knew how to use magic tricks to deceive others.

"Can you break it?" asked Qiao Mu.

The mountain lady stayed silent for a moment.

"These Immortal Statues may look like just sculptures made of mud, stone, or wood, but they are not that simple. If you touch one, other cultivators are likely to notice."

In the old Black Mountain Village, the mountain lady had a temple. She was considered a natural deity, knowledgeable about such matters.

"Then let’s do it," said Qiao Mu calmly.

The mountain lady nodded, extended her five fingers, and her pale jade-like fingers moved through the air, as if playing an invisible stringed instrument.

In an instant, the Immortal Statues in the hall all slightly twisted and changed their appearances, even the names on the plaques below them changed accordingly.

"Huh? How did the immortal change?" A worshipper who had just paid respects to the Immortal Statue at the main hall entrance raised his eyes and saw the statue’s face had changed. He walked closer, reading the name on the plaque:

"Immortal Chiyang?"

Qiao Mu glanced around at the many Immortal Statues, his gaze finally settling on the one at the main seat, he softly uttered the other’s name:

"The esteemed Immortal Xuantian."

At that moment.

The originally lively and bustling main hall suddenly filled with a faint chill.

The many Immortal Statues in the hall, their eyes flickered slightly at this moment, all looking towards Qiao Mu.

………………………

Inside the Taoist temple, there were many incense-burning worshippers, while outside, the main street was also crowded with people.

"Why are there so many people? The martial arts competition has just begun, right? Can’t be that so many people arrived early, can it?" Xue Changhe complained with a furrowed brow.

Nan Province is a mountainous place with fewer people compared to Jiu Province, not as many as Southeast Province which has more people because it is by the sea with many ports.

But the bustling atmosphere here caught Xue Changhe by surprise.

He arrived on time.

He didn’t expect the people in this capital city to be so enthusiastic. When he arrived on time, he only saw a large crowd bustling about.

"The Qiao family’s martial arts focus on strength…."

"Strength in martial arts is…."

Faint voices could be heard from afar on the wooden platform, but they were not clear.