Kill Me More Times, I'll Become Invincible-Chapter 316:

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The sky was covered with dark clouds, as if they were going to crush the earth.

The rain seemed to be getting heavier, with the raindrops gradually becoming more dense.

The rainwater fell into the Sky Piercing River, causing the river to surge and waves to rise, creating white foam. Unknowingly, the water level kept rising, nearing the riverbank.

The trees by the riverbank swayed in the wind, creating a sorrowful howling sound.

Yu Shan and Feather, two Taoist disciples, were now controlling their magical treasures, hiding in the sky above, observing the fight between Qiao Mu and Qing Li on the ground.

The martial artists with Spirit Refining instincts were cautious, not getting too close to avoid alerting the two superb martial artists and disrupting the exciting scene.

"Senior Brother Yu Hua, who do you think will win between these two martial artists?" Taoist Child Yu Shan casually asked.

"Winning or losing, life or death, doesn’t matter," Immortal Yu Hua seemed indifferent.

"If Feather King dies in battle, it will be at the hands of their enemies, before Linhe City falls. They will die with regrets and resentment boiling in their heart."

"If Feather King successfully defeats their ‘enemies’…" Immortal Yu Hua smirked slightly.

"Actually, this turns out to be a pleasant surprise."

"Later on, we will find another opportunity to help her understand the truth of Xishan Village."

"Feather King is trapped in their own cocoon, if they mistakenly harm a righteous person, they will surely feel guilty."

"When the time comes, we can help her blossom and bear fruit."

No one in this world can predict all possibilities, even a cultivator who is experienced in the Soul Predicting Path cannot do so.

The planning of Yunxiao Sect is not about flawless strategies, it’s about margin for error.

The current highly anticipated battle between the two individuals is of little concern to Immortal Yu Hua.

Regardless of the outcome, it won’t affect the Immortal Gate plan, as we’re going to win anyway.

No matter how the process goes.

Eventually leading to the same end: making Feather King Qin Li die with regret and resentment after years of struggle, transforming into Jingwei.

"The Sky Piercing River’s water is rising, getting close to being fully prepared." Immortal Yu Hua glanced at the rising water level of the Sky Piercing River, then looked at the sky with a satisfied expression.

As the fifth Nascent Soul Elder of the Featherhood Sect, the mastermind behind the scenes, he didn’t come here just to watch two ordinary people fight.

The Yunxiao Sect needs a pure Jingwei Bird, the purer the better.

………………………………..

Boom.

A loud thunderclap echoed through the sky.

Several lightning bolts lit up the dark riverbank and also illuminated Qiao Mu’s body.

At that moment.

Qing Li suddenly felt an uncontrollable sense of warning in her heart.

She saw Qiao Mu in front of her, his body as if boiling with energy, his powerful internal strength turning into a glaring red color, his skin cracking in an instant, and threads of blood seeping out of his pores. ȑáΝòᛒЕŚ

Raindrops falling from the sky seemed unable to reach the top of his head, evaporating rapidly as they approached his body.

Qiao Mu was in a curtain of rain, but his whole body was shrouded in a red energy, his clothes and long hair wet from the rain without any wind.

This appearance, she had actually seen in Taotie City before.

At that time, they were not enemies, but she only felt Qiao Pian’s physical body and explosive internal strength were truly impressive.

Now, standing in front of Qiao Mu as an enemy, she belatedly felt the overwhelming pressure he exerted.

"Is this the inner power that has been released? Will someone really die from such a large amount?!" It was only then that Qing Li realized she had unleashed a terrifying flood beast.

In the past, her master, Spear Saint, had reached the pinnacle of a generation’s martial artists, achieving remarkable success in the path of inner power.

Under the fivefold eruption of the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method, Qiao Mu’s internal strength rivaled the power of more than three thousand years, reaching a horrifying level that not only compared to Spear Saint’s but was also enough to dominate the top of the Strength List temporarily, surpassing even the longevity of the three-hundred-year Founding Emperor Yan.

"Since you are determined to die and have come to this realization, then…"

The blood oozing from Qiao Mu’s arm pores seemed to have a life of its own, clinging to the King Qin Golden Body and transforming into a giant blood sword.

"Blood Sword Technique, strike!"

The King Qin Sword in his hand swept across like thunder.

In that instant.

A deafening thunder burst in the sky at that moment.

The shining electric light brightened up the dim riverbank. In a fleeting moment of light, the sky and earth seemed to be split in half by a swift strike of blood-red sword light.

With unmatched wild force, Qing Li was instantly flipped over along with the spear, flying backwards.

On the gate tower of the distant city, Lord Chen, who was watching with the All-Seen Mirror, suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He saw a blurry figure approaching rapidly, almost imperceptibly to the naked eye.

Amidst the flickering light, the blurry figure slightly changed direction in the air and crashed loudly on the city wall five or six meters away from Lord Chen.

Amidst the thunderous roar, a section of the city wall suddenly collapsed, with bricks and stones splintering.

"….Feather King?!" Lord Chen widened his eyes, filled with uncertainty and astonishment.

Whether it was him or the other soldiers in the city, they all knew that the city could not be defended against the Feather King.

In just a few days, Feather King Qin Li would break through the city walls and stand on this gate tower.

However, Lord Chen never expected that Feather King would ascend the gate tower in this way….

In the swirling dust, Qing Li breathed heavily as she gripped her long spear and stood up.

She didn’t even glance at Lord Chen out of the corner of her eye, and ignored the nervous guards around her.

"This type of inner strength…" she murmured, looking at her hands, now blurry with blood.

It was difficult for a half-demon to cultivate inner strength, even though she was the "strongest half-demon" and had the Spear Saint teaching her martial arts.

Qing Li didn’t see this as a weakness of being a half-demon.

After all, she was born with extraordinary power, even without inner strength, she could study fighting techniques diligently and surpass martial artists, standing at the pinnacle of the martial world.

Today, experiencing Qiao Mu’s full power surge as a superb rank, she was momentarily stunned.

"This… is even better."

Her fighting spirit quickly reignited.

He had long been determined to sacrifice himself, seeing it as the final battle of his life.

Naturally, the stronger the opponent, the better.

Qing Li’s initial plan was to stage a play so that Feather King could die reasonably and create a hero who killed the king.

Now she realized… she didn’t need to act, this was a life-and-death battle that required her full effort.

"Demonize."

Her back trembled slowly, her body rising inch by inch, becoming taller and leaner, her eyes sharp as an eagle, and a pair of large wings spanning over two meters spread out from her back.

As she flapped her wings, a strong wind swept up, almost knocking down Lord Chen and the others beside her. At the same time, she soared upward again.

Throughout, she never glanced at Lord Chen.

"On the body of a half-demon, there are both demonic and human parts." Qing Li circled in mid-air, overlooking Qiao Mu on the battlefield below her.

In the past, Spear Saint treated me kindly, so I consider myself as a human."

"But now, revealing this demon form seems just right."

"Are you ready to let me slay demons?" Qiao Mu asked.

"Who will defeat whom is still uncertain," Qing Li replied slowly.

She flapped her wings continuously in the air, like an eagle darting through the rain, getting faster and faster.

"Prairie Fire!"

The tip of her long spear turned red due to her speed, she flew through the rain and then dove from the sky, shining like fire in the dark rain, like a shooting star descending from the sky.

Qiao Mu stood in the rain, holding King Qin Golden Body, as still as a tree.

"Is life like wild grass, and the heart like a blazing fire?" Qiao Mu raised his head and also lifted the King Qin Golden Body in his hand.

"King Qinspear, Prairie Fire!"

With Qiao Mu’s current sword skills, he could turn anything into a weapon, so he wielded the King Qin Golden Body like a spear with ease.

A flash of light appeared, and then the spear emerged like a dragon!

Unlike the extreme speed and power of the spear falling from the sky in the Feather King’s hand, Qiao Mu’s King Qinspear unleashed a double burst of strength and force!

Prairie Fire against Prairie Fire.

This was not the playful battle in Taotie City from the past, but a fight of life and death.

Same move, same action, spear tips pointing straight at each other!

A loud clang resounded through the air, like thunder.

By the Sky Piercing River, Qiao Mu’s body still stood there, like a tall pine tree.

In the wind and rain, his long silver hair was blown open, and the strands danced in the wind.

A few steps away.

Qing Li stood facing each other, her hands trembling slightly, with blood and flesh blurred on her palms.

The long spear in her hand had twisted and broken, now lying in two pieces slanted on the ground.

"I have pursued martial arts internal strength for many years in vain… while your internal strength can be described as top-notch in the world." Qing Li’s voice sounded a bit weary, a bit relieved:

"Now it seems that the ‘Birds Adoring the Phoenix Spear’ of the Spear Saint is more fitting in your hands."

At the end of her life, her final thoughts were of the Spear Saint, who was both a teacher and a father to her.

…………………………………………

She could only be considered a foster daughter taken in by the Spear Saint, not his real daughter.

So she didn’t think that Spear Saint, her "foster father," had any obligation to treat her kindly.

When she stayed at someone else’s house as a child, Qing Li was very polite to her master’s family.

If Spear Saint treated her well, she would politely think about how to repay him in the future.

After all, she was not a fool, she knew she had the bloodline of a divine bird, and she understood the value of rare items.

If this Spear Saint treated her well, she would work hard to practice martial arts to repay him, meeting the expectations of Spear Saint.

Since she started practicing martial arts, she kept track of how much money and time her master had spent on her; she had diligently practiced martial arts since childhood, not seeking anything else but to make her master happy.

She practiced martial arts diligently, her intelligence and talent were top-notch, and her progress naturally far exceeded that of the other disciples under Spear Saint.

The senior brothers and sisters who used to treat her with smiles now felt a bit awkward.

They would say that the junior sister had amazing talent and would surpass us soon, but later they intentionally or unintentionally distanced themselves from her.

There’s nothing special, just that geniuses always need ordinary people around them. When they get too close, it can make them uncomfortable.

But they also know that it’s not really the fault of the young junior sister. They don’t like it in their hearts, so they choose to keep their distance.

Nowadays, not to mention fellow disciples… even in the martial arts world, teachers often keep secret techniques hidden.

If a disciple becomes more skilled than their master in the future, the master should be happy… but can they truly feel happy about it?

This also taught young Qing Li a lesson: people’s hearts are hard to understand.

But on the side of the Spear Saint, things seemed a bit different.

However, when she was ten years old, the demonic blood in her body awakened, causing severe headaches, dizziness, and a near-death experience that lasted seven days.

Her master and his family took care of her by her sickbed for seven days.

It may sound simple, but for Qing Li, who had been rescued, it was the first time experiencing being cared for in the midst of hardship.

In this world, some people can feel sad because of her pain, and happy because of her progress… She realized that she was truly loved in this world.

As she stayed longer in Xishan Village, the little book of gratitude in her hand gradually turned into a mess.

Gratitude means whatever others do for you, you should do the same in the future.

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The money and medicine spent on martial arts practice since childhood could be repaid, and even more.

The time and effort spent by the master in teaching her martial arts could be repaid by practicing diligently.

When little Jingwei’s demon blood awakened at the age of ten, the care and love shown by the Spear Saint family day and night behind her back, she really couldn’t figure out how to repay those emotions beyond money.

So she inherited the Spear Saint’s spear techniques and tried to emulate the Spear Saint’s noble character.

Since others treated her openly and honestly, she also wanted to treat others the same way, just like that.

However, these past events, like Xishan Village, had already become a fleeting memory, only existing in her mind, and all that was left when looking back were broken walls and ruins.

Qing Li also knew in her heart.

After Spear Saint, her sworn brother Zhao Hu, and others died, and after Xishan Village was destroyed, she was once again alone in this world.

No one in this world would be sad for her pain, or joyful for her progress anymore…

……………………………

The Sky Piercing River roared with rushing water, waves rising and falling, creating bursts of foam. Memories flooded her mind like a carousel, then flowed away like the river, never to return.

The rain intensified, diluting the pools of blood flowing from Qing Li’s body into a pale pink color, then merging into the Sky Piercing River through the channels on the riverbank, with no trace of blood to be seen.

Qing Li had already collapsed by the riverbank, but now she struggled to sit up, sitting in the pool of blood with her back to Qiao Mu.

"Come, let’s do it!" She squinted her eyes, her gaze sharp, then turned sideways to look at Qiao Mu behind her, and said:

"Cut down the traitor!"