Kill Me More Times, I’ll Become Invincible

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Close one eye, open one eye.

Back in a dream.

At this moment, Qiao Mu was still in the golden palace, but it was empty except for him.

"Another time died."

"This time, killed by the first emperor of Great Yan."

Qiao Mu took a deep breath, a bit scared to face the Death Assessment, worried about getting into trouble and being imprisoned for too long.

Qiao Mu wants to die, but Qiao Mu doesn’t want to die.

People are such contradictory creatures.

"This wave is probably the beginning of a hundred years…" Qiao Mu felt very nervous, just like checking exam results after the college entrance examination.

What finally made him decide not to hesitate anymore was the crisp sound of metal shattering.

He looked up.

Under the dark night sky, it seemed that a virtual shadow of a golden chain shattered, turning into faint golden lights and disappearing into the surroundings.

"Another link of the Long Life Lock chain has broken… This is the third one. Based on the previous pattern, it seems like this time is not just sixty years."

With a thought, Qiao Mu looked into the Long Life Lock in his mind and indeed saw that there were only two chains swaying gently beneath the lock’s body.

Current Death Assessment: S (assassinating the emperor, end of eternal harmony)

Lifespan consumed by death: 300 years (30*10)

Remaining resurrection chances this week: 1 out of 5

Current age: 375 years old

Vitality: 65%

Skills: Basic

……..

Three hundred years.

In chaotic times, most common people don’t live past a century, but three hundred years is almost like five lifetimes for ordinary people.

Since the establishment of the Great Yan Imperial Court, the reign of the country is also close to three hundred years.

After dying once in the hands of the founding emperor of Great Yan, Qiao Mu’s age has become almost the same as the founding emperor of Great Yan.

Before this, his age could barely be considered to be of the same era as Yan Shenji.

When he woke up from his dream, he realized he had aged twice as much….

Qiao Mu’s dream lasted as long as a whole dynasty in human history.

"How interesting… it’s like from the beginning to the end of a dynasty…. Wait, what does it mean in the Death Assessment when it talks about assassinating the emperor at the end of eternity?"

Qiao Mu was a bit confused.

As a 300-year-old elder who believed in peace and not conflict, how could Qiao Mu ever consider doing such a terrible thing as assassinating the emperor?

All he wanted to do was to capture the emperor in order to free Hai Wuya, allowing Hai Wuya to pass away without the burden of false accusations.

"Someone managed to assassinate Emperor Yonghe? And now the blame is being placed on me?" Qiao Mu was shocked.

Everyone assumed that the emperor’s assassination was linked to him?

Wait, even if he’s just idling at the fountain, can he still become the MVP? Are the kills counted as his achievements?

"The big brother who helped me cheat on the S-level Death Assessment, landed me in jail for three hundred years. I thank his whole family," Qiao Mu gritted his teeth and sighed.

After calming down, he could mostly guess who was behind the assassination of the Emperor.

Before and after his death, the only ones in the palace who were enemies of Emperor Yonghe were Hai Wuya and his son, along with two hundred old soldiers.

So, the answer was still crystal clear…

If Emperor Yonghe died at the hands of the old soldiers, then Qiao Mu couldn’t escape being credited with the assassination of the Emperor.

After all, he single-handedly broke through the Imperial Guards’ defense, resisted the divine lightning spells with his own body, fought against the mythical warrior for three hundred years with severe injuries, and eventually used his last bit of strength to stop Yan Shenji.

Without him, the old soldiers couldn’t have stormed the palace. Even if they did, they wouldn’t stand a chance against the founding emperor of Great Yan.

Who would believe he wasn’t the main culprit behind the assassination of the Emperor, or wasn’t in cahoots with Hai Wuya and Hai Siyuan?

The Emperor of Eternal Harmony climbed out of the ground and scolded him nonsense, putting on his hat.

"Three hundred years… "

Just the thought of this long time made him almost unable to laugh.

Every death, every long dream, was a test, a challenge for him.

Just because he survived the last dream, doesn’t mean he will safely pass three hundred years this time.

One regret, one questioning of his own actions, would shatter his martial arts heart.

This long imprisonment, he would never get used to it, never enjoy it – it’s like getting used to eating poop, who would love it after eating so much?

This made him think of the first emperor of Great Yan.

The first emperor of Great Yan was a hero who overthrew the old dynasty in his early years, but after three hundred years, he grew old in heart, this was his only weakness.

Qiao Mu had a thought in his mind.

In the golden palace of this dreamland, Yan Shenji’s figure appeared again.

The two stood facing each other in silence.

Apart from Qiao Mu, the founding emperor of Great Yan was the only mortal immortal in the mortal world.

He and Qiao Mu were both martial artists of the same kind, who, with the accumulation of long years, had cultivated martial arts to a level that most ordinary people could not reach in several lifetimes.

The biggest difference between them was that Qiao Mu spent the long years in a dream, while Yan Shenji was in the real world.

Imprisoned in the dream, Qiao Mu had no way out; either he persisted to the end, or his will collapsed with regret, pointing to two extremes with no third possibility.

Whereas Yan Shenji was not like that.

When tired of practicing martial arts, he could have palace maids massage him, go out to walk his bird and appreciate flowers, or visit brothels. Who would willingly sit alone in a prison cell on the long road of immortality?

Yan Shenji was like being on a summer vacation, with no one to restrain him. If his will weakened, he became indecisive or soft-hearted. He was also unmatched in the mortal world as the founding emperor and the royal safeguarding needle.

Qiao Mu kept repeating the same actions for a hundred days before the college entrance exam.

The existence of the Long Life Lock dream trapped Qiao Mu’s fate, as if a sword of Damocles was hanging over his head, leaving him no retreat, no room for compromise.

Either toughen up mentally or go mad with regret.

"Darn it, I also want to be a big spender in the game!"

Qiao Mu threw a fierce punch at Founding Emperor Yan’s cheek, but the latter gently brushed it aside with his hand.

As a three-hundred-year-old talent of the Medicine Spirit Body, Founding Emperor Yan had also achieved excellence in the art of strength, building up his blood and energy with various spiritual medicines to a superb level.

"I have three hundred years to continuously review and study Founding Emperor Yan’s battles, to thoroughly understand him," Qiao Mu muttered to himself.

"When I wake up, I will give him a little shock from the Qiao family."

His battle with Founding Emperor Yan was far from over.

After he finishes his training and comes back in full strength after revival, he will once again face the first emperor of Great Yan.

When the time comes, figuring out how to deal with Founding Emperor Yan, as well as how to help Hai Wuya, his son, and over two hundred old soldiers to leave, are all the things Qiao Mu needs to carefully think about.

…………….

Three hundred years is extremely long.

Qiao Mu practices martial arts every day, sometimes he practices moves, sometimes he reads secret books, and when he gets tired, he imagines the battle with Yan Shenji in his mind and replays it.

Day after day, year after year.

He quickly enters a state of mind flow, immersed in the dream of practicing.

Qiao Mu reads through the "Military Spiritual Technique" in the arsenal of the deserted city repeatedly, spending forty years from beginner to mastery.

Practicing this "Military Spiritual Technique" mainly involved seeing the old soldiers’ combined fighting techniques firsthand and feeling that it was a new direction in martial arts.

Sadly, Li Changge has passed away, unable to continue developing the extraordinary martial arts techniques to higher levels. From Qiao Mu’s perspective, the Martial Martial Arts Classic and Military Spiritual Technique are truly innovative.

However, they are only innovative, lacking depth.

They have not reached the groundbreaking level of Hai Wuya’s Xumi Mountain King Sutra.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Nevertheless, Qiao Mu will take action.

Despite Li Changge’s death, he can continue Li Changge’s unfinished legacy.

Even though Qiao Mu is not a martial arts prodigy, as a knowledgeable martial arts expert with three centuries of experience, and plenty of time, it is not impossible for him to continue developing the Military Spiritual Technique.

Of course, this is not Qiao Mu’s main focus… Developing techniques is just a fun side hobby for him to relax and enjoy.

Qiao Mu’s primary focus is on practicing advanced light-foot skills like the Heavenly Dragon Eight Steps and martial arts techniques such as the Human Path Sutra.

Without these light-foot skills, facing a cultivator would be quite challenging.

After the Heavenly Dragon Eight Steps Fish Leap period, comes the final Ascension period, divided into eight steps, which is the Ascension Eight Steps of the martial artist transforming into a dragon through jumping like a fish.

The superb rank light skill is extremely difficult, ordinary martial artists may only get the secret technique, perhaps they won’t achieve much in their whole life.

However, Qiao Mu has plenty of time.

Three hundred years is enough time to practice various martial arts to a deeper level.

……..

508 years old.

Qiao Mu’s "Human Path Sutra" naturally improved, breaking through the eighth level in the dream realm, increasing his energy and blood by a large portion, from 65% to 85%.

600 years old.

The superb rank light skill and the Heavenly Dragon Eight Steps have reached the Ascension period, taking three steps towards Ascension.

The martial arts skill "Pure Yang Wuji Skill" practiced by the disciple of Earth Sword Immortal in Wudang has reached the perfect ninth level.

He is 650 years old.

After repeatedly sparring with the legendary Founding Emperor Yan in his heart, Long Life Fist’s Ripple Stacking Wave Strength has reached a higher level, achieving the level of Fivefold Wave.

The current head of the Qiao family can only reach the level of Triple Wave, while only one hundred-year-old Qiao family master has achieved the level of Fourfold Wave.

Qiao Mu, who is 650 years old, has reached the pinnacle of expertise in Ripple Stacking Wave Strength that no one can match.

At the age of 675, it is the final year of his three-hundred-year-long dream.

"It’s time to wake up."

In the golden palace of the dream, a lonely voice echoed.

Despite the grandeur of the golden palace, it was empty with no one around. A man who appeared to be thirty years old with white hair sat alone on the dragon throne, gazing through the hole in the palace roof at the vast starry sky above.

"Another… three hundred years?"

In his dreams, Qiao Mu closed his eyes and entered the Long Life Lock, where a message appeared.

Death Assessment this time: S (assassinate the emperor, end of eternity)

Lifespan consumed by death: 300 (30*10) years

Remaining resurrection chances this week: 1 out of 5

Current age: 675 years old

Vitality: 90%

Skills:

Techniques – Human Path Sutra (half, eighth level) Pure Yang Wuji Skill (ninth level extreme) Military Martial Arts Classic (complete)

Martial Arts – Fragmented Virtual Finger (Perfected) Ripple Stacking Wave Strength (Fivefold Wave)

Weapons – Shadow Transformation Sword Technique (Perfected) Heavenly Slashing Swordsmanship (Mastered) Military Martial Arts Classic Weapons Chapter (Grand Mastery)

Light Body Movement – Shadow Step (Perfected) Heavenly Dragon Eight Steps (Ascend to the sky, three steps)

Toughness Training – Iron Crotch Skill (Perfected) Golden Bell ShieldIron Cloth Shirt Skill (Perfected) Iron Head Skill (Perfected) Iron Palm (Perfected) Dragon Tiger Vajra Skill (Grand Mastery)

Powerful Forbidden Techniques – Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method (Perfected) Red Moon Burning Blood Technique (Perfected) Bloodthirsty Skill (Perfected) Blood Sword Technique (Perfected)

Special Techniques – Eye Sword Technique (Perfected) Shape Changing Skill (Grand Mastery) Martial Saint Spiritual Technique (Skilled) Military Spiritual Technique (Skilled)

………….

Inside the magnificent Golden Palace.

The current emperor’s body lay in a pool of blood.

In the past, the bravest soldiers of Great Yan, now hold war blades and kill the emperor themselves.

One hundred meters away, the founding emperor of Great Yan calmly watched with the Human Emperor Sword in his hand, standing by.

This is a very strange scene, even the storyteller at Tide Listening Building cannot come up with such a bizarre story.

"Hai Wuya… I seem to have misjudged you." Founding Emperor Yan walked step by step towards the old soldiers holding their swords with the Human Emperor Sword in hand.

"In the past few decades, only two people have made me misjudge: one is Earth Sword Immortal, the other is you."

"A book called ‘Xumi Mountain King Sutra’ made the Immortal Gate act, leading to the huge changes we see today."

"With just a few questions, you have seen through the foolishness of my descendants…"

"If you can live longer, you are surely not ordinary. What a pity."

Out of guilt towards the white-headed soldiers of Great Yan, Yan Shenji didn’t forcefully intervene, leaving the decision to Hai Siyuan and the other old soldiers, and finally watched Emperor Yonghe pass away.

He is the ancestor of Great Yan, how could he let the rebels kill the king and leave the palace alive?

"Every choice has a price, and the price of killing the king is naturally your lives," Yan Shenji said, lowering his eyelids.

Hai Siyuan and the others showed no change in expression.

At this point, they no longer fear death.

"With the emperor dead, it also marks the end of a forty-year bitter solitude in the desert," said Hai Siyuan calmly.

The former soldiers longed for Great Yan, but when they left the desert, they realized that they were among the last three hundred soldiers of the Great Yan Imperial Court who dared to oppose the Immortal Gate.

Their inner turmoil was not for others to know.

Now they had mostly let go of their burdens… Hai Siyuan locked eyes with his father, Hai Wuya, both of them composed and calm, as if they were cut from the same cloth.

At this moment, he suddenly understood Hai Wuya’s state of mind.

Knowing that they had reached the end of the road, at the moment of their death, their lifelong wish had been fulfilled… If there was really anything left to regret:

To die in this palace is not as good as dying in battle against monsters.

The Immortal Gate and Great Dao Sect were to blame for the deaths of thousands of soldiers. But it seemed that Hai Siyuan wouldn’t be able to fulfill this lifelong dream while still alive.

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