Kill Me More Times, I'll Become Invincible-Chapter 401:

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Among the spiritual fields, ten Spiritual Taoist Soldiers were busy harvesting spirit herbs, creating a lively scene.

Meanwhile, on one side.

Old Sun and other Spiritual Farmers stood uncertainly and puzzled on the side, while Female Cultivator Yuanyuan under the shade of a tree was frowning and calculating, too preoccupied to pay attention to the Spiritual Farmers.

She wasn’t particularly kind-hearted, just unwilling to stand by and watch others suffer before. This time, she had spent a lot of money to purchase Spiritual Taoist Soldiers, not out of pity for the hard-working Spiritual Farmers, but to increase efficiency and earn more spirit stones.

This wasn’t her original intention; she just happened to give the Spiritual Farmers a day off.

Old Sun and the other Spiritual Farmers were unaware of this, naturally feeling grateful and touched.

If it weren’t for the strict prohibition by the Xuantian Sect against cultivators setting up private altars, perhaps these Spiritual Farmers could have gathered offerings for "Immortal Yuanyuan" in the future.

Further away.

Qiao Mu and Qiao Canxue stood in the crowd watching the scene, taking in every detail.

"Didn’t you say you wanted to have a private chat with your senior sister at home?" Qiao Mu asked.

Female Cultivator Yuanyuan’s cultivation level is only at the Qi Refining Stage.

Forcibly taking her away from Qingming Valley might be difficult, but if they simply broke through the cave restriction and talked to her privately, it would be easy for Qiao Canxue.

"Let’s wait a bit longer, please ask Senior Qiao to wait for one more day," Qiao Canxue said.

"Senior Sister Yuanyuan’s dao heart is not stable, and her spiritual root aptitude is average. If we forcibly take her away, she may hold a grudge and it will affect her dao heart."

"Even if she returns to Earth Origin Temple in the future, she may not have the chance to reach Foundation Building," Qiao Canxue said.

Wait one more day?

Qiao Mu remained silent. Before entering Qingming Valley’s grand formation, he had made a three-day agreement with Lingling Taoist Priest outside.

He had already spent two days in the valley and tomorrow would mark the end of the third day.

During these two days.

Besides pretending to be a Spiritual Farmer, he also tried to move around the valley, searching for traces of the Medicine Man’s spirit.

However, this strange place was filled with spirit fields, apart from the residence of the Spiritual Farmers and the cultivator’s caves, there were no clues at all.

If Lingling Taoist Priest still hadn’t solved the big formation by tomorrow, Qiao Mu would naturally not wait any longer.

"Then wait one more day, regardless of whether your master Lingling Taoist Priest breaks the formation tomorrow, it will be the time to break the formation."

"Either she breaks it, or I will."

………………………………………………………….

Qingming Valley is a Medicinal Valley controlled by the Xuantian Sect, filled with spirit fields and plants.

Inside an ordinary cultivator cave.

Wang Songhe in his spirit form opens his eyes and locks eyes with the leader of the Xuantian Sect.

"Why not take action?" he calmly asks.

Looking around, besides him, there are several dozen Medicine Men, all of them spiritual beings instead of physical bodies.

Wang Songhe is the only Medicine Man at the Golden Core Stage. He quickly regained consciousness from being controlled and confused.

However, in these past few days, the Xuantian Sect’s leader didn’t do what Wang Songhe expected – to refine him as a Medicine Man. Instead, he busied himself with some mysterious formations and techniques that Wang Songhe couldn’t comprehend.

"You’re a bit full of yourself," the Xuantian Sect’s leader said lightly.

"The cultivation method of Medicine Men is limited. At the end of their training, they reach the Golden Core Stage."

"A Medicine Man like you still lacks something, has some usefulness, but not very significant."

The leader of Xuantian Sect is very strong as the Soul Changing Taoist Lord of Xuantian Sect.

Two years ago, after being injured by Great Dao Sect and the other Immortal Gates, he has been healing in seclusion for these two years. He left all the important matters of the sect to the elders, but the results were somewhat limited.

When the leader of Xuantian Sect first came to this Medicinal Valley, he was trying to collect herbs and make medicine to heal his injuries.

However, even with his status as the leader of Xuantian Sect, and using a lot of sect resources, he was unable to fully recover from his injuries in two years.

Neither the Golden Core Stage Medicine Man South King nor the many spiritual medicines in the valley had much effect.

Therefore, the leader of Xuantian Sect later changed his mind… since the healing effect of this Medicine Man was not very good, he decided to use him as bait instead.

"Before, I was planning to teach them a lesson, destroy many Taoist temples in Nan Province," said the Xuantian Sect Taoist Lord indifferently.

"But you don’t understand, the Immortal Gates will endure through the ages. Thousands of years from now, my Xuantian Sect will still be here. As long as people’s hearts remain, worshipping gods and immortals, what use is it to destroy a few temples?"

"South King, do you want to guess where the manpower and resources for rebuilding those temples will come from?"

Wang Songhe remained silent.

He didn’t try to argue with the Xuantian Sect Taoist Lord. He knew he was not as skilled or powerful as them, so being captured by the Xuantian Sect made arguing pointless.

"He knows his place," the Xuantian Sect’s leader thought, seeing Wang Songhe not reply.

In the past few days, he had also been preparing.

He was preparing a trap.

……………………………………..

On the third day.

The sun was shining brightly, piercing through the faint clouds, casting a lush green hue over Qingming Valley.

The Spiritual Farmers walked through the grass, bustling towards the spiritual fields to carry out their work as usual.

Among the spiritual fields.

Ten tall Spiritual Taoist Soldiers stood quietly, like stone sculptures not moving, and like scarecrows in the wheat fields, casting long shadows under the sunlight.

Female Cultivator Yuanyuan looked at these ten silent Spiritual Taoist Soldiers, her face slightly turning pale.

A cultivator in the late stage of the Qi Refining Stage could only barely control the movements of the ten Spiritual Taoist Soldiers for three to four hours, and after half a day’s work, her spiritual power had been mostly consumed.

"Better a quick pain than a prolonged one."

"If I continue to use these Spiritual Taoist Soldiers and stay in Qingming Valley until my lifespan runs out, I won’t be able to accumulate enough spiritual power for Foundation Building!"

"It seems… I have to find another way, maybe I can resell these Spiritual Taoist Soldiers…"

At this point, how could she not know that she was being exploited, and why these Spiritual Taoist Soldiers were so effective, surpassing the efficiency of a hundred people, yet most people in the valley were still Spiritual Farmers.

Female Cultivator Yuanyuan sighed softly, waved her hand, and stored the ten Spiritual Taoist Soldiers in her storage bag.

She was feeling tired from using her powers, but she hesitated to use the spirit stones to recover. She stood silently under the shade of a tree, watching the Spiritual Farmers working in the spiritual fields, feeling a bit absent-minded.

After wandering around and spending a lot of effort, the expensive Spiritual Taoist Soldier she bought was not effective and she ended up back where she started.

"It seems that Senior Sister Yuanyuan has given up on the Spiritual Taoist Soldier. Since we’ve come to this point, I don’t need to wait any longer."

It was only then that Qiao Canxue finally walked out of the crowd and approached her Qi Refining Stage senior sister.

She had been observing secretly before, and now she finally decided to have a face-to-face conversation with her.

Qiao Mu did not go with them, he just looked up at the sky.

The sun was already setting in the west, approaching evening, and the three-day deadline was coming to an end.

Lingling Taoist Priest had claimed that she could decipher it in three days, so he had patiently waited, but now it seemed… it might be too late.

"You talk about yours, I’ll go talk about mine." Qiao Mu cracked his neck and his body made cracking sounds, he had grown a size larger.

The Spiritual Farmer didn’t want to be caught not working, so he put on a stolen robe to blend in.

Qiao Mu wasn’t good at finding people, even after three days of secretly searching everywhere, he couldn’t find a single trace.

But he was good at causing trouble and making things worse.

…………………………………………….

Up north in Qingming Valley, inside a small courtyard.

Outside the Foundation Building Stage, Deacon Taoist Jinyang sat quietly in the courtyard, while Taoist Shanyin stood by, pouring wine for Taoist Jinyang.

"Senior Brother Jinyang is always so wise in handling matters," said Taoist Shanyin respectfully.

"Who would have thought that this time’s wandering cultivator only lasted a day and a half before giving up…"

"I am willing to bet and accept defeat."

Taoist Shanyin raised his hand, and a small bag flew into Taoist Jinyang’s hand.

The two of them gently clinked their glasses, feeling happy as they drank together under the setting sun.

"But I am quite puzzled, how did Brother figure out that Yuanyuan wouldn’t last long?" Taoist Shanyin smiled.

"I never thought that she would only last for a day and a half before giving up on being a Spiritual Taoist Soldier and let her follower, a Spiritual Farmer, return to work in the fields."

These two friends often worked together; Deacon Taoist Jinyang led tea ceremonies while Taoist Shanyin recruited people to help him.

Working together, they were like fish in water in the Qingming Valley, especially when dealing with newcomers.

"It’s because you misjudged her." Deacon Taoist Jinyang explained.

"You thought Yuanyuan was kind-hearted, so you treated the Spiritual Farmer well. You didn’t want to see them die in the snake disaster, and you were willing to buy Taoist soldiers to help with farming."

"But in reality, she just isn’t familiar with our cultivation world rules and has little experience. Once she understands the meaning behind it, she will grow quickly…"

"I see. But it looks like this person has a good heart, giving up so easily without being narrow-minded," sighed the hermit on the mountain.

But he also felt a bit resentful: it seemed that Taoist Yuanyuan was just pretending to be good, giving up too quickly, causing him to lose a thousand lower grade spirit stones in the bet.

Taoist Jinyang also nodded.

"A jade requires cutting before it can become a gem. After this incident, I obtained her talismans and spells, but in reality, she did gain something."

"By abandoning attachment and desires early on, and getting rid of those distracting thoughts, she can walk a smoother path in the world of immortals in the future. I am doing this for her own good."

Upon hearing this, even Taoist Shanyin, who was usually close with him, was astonished. He thought to himself that Senior Brother Jinyang truly lived up to his position as a deacon of the sect, to be shameless to this extent.

"Hahaha…" At this moment, Taoist Jinyang burst into laughter. He clearly sensed what Taoist Shanyin was thinking and pointed at him jokingly:

"Do you think I am talking nonsense with my eyes wide open?"

"Not at all," Taoist Jinyang said as he raised his cup and finished his drink. He was now in good spirits and began to reminisce about the past.

"Actually, I also came from a wandering background and learned the techniques of a wandering Taoist when I was young. But I only reached a late stage in my Qi Refining practice, and found it difficult to advance to Foundation Building. So, a hundred years ago, I joined Xuantian Sect as an outer disciple."

I learned my techniques from a wandering Taoist who traveled among people, so I absorbed too much worldly essence. Even after joining Xuantian Sect, I initially followed human customs, not necessarily treating the Spiritual Farmers well, but still trying to protect them.

Later, I received teachings from Senior Brother Ziyang, who almost took away all my spirit stones.

Taoist Shanyin clearly looked puzzled.

So this is the inheritance through generations…

"Actually, I am not so petty as to joke around with new outer disciples like Yuanyuan Junior Sister." Taoist Jinyang smiled slightly.

"During the Qi Refining stage, I had many grievances towards Senior Brother Ziyang, but those vanished after Foundation Building. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be chatting with you here."

"Do you know why I no longer harbor resentment towards Senior Brother Ziyang after Foundation Building?"

"It’s because Senior Brother Ziyang has achieved the Golden Core state and is guarding Qingming Valley. But Taoist Shanyin naturally couldn’t say this out loud, only pondered it silently.

But Taoist Jinyang didn’t really ask him. After taking a sip of wine, he continued speaking to himself.

"After reaching the Foundation Building stage, I understood…"

This is the way things are in the cultivation world."

Taoist Jinyang softly said:

"Immortals live on the mountains, cultivating like climbing a mountain, step by step distancing themselves from the human world, transcending the ordinary, abandoning worldly ties and distractions."

"That younger sister Yuanyuan is still trapped in the cocoon of mortals, unknowingly burdened by the laws and morals of the human world."

"Now that she has somewhat given up in just half a day, it can be considered as taking the first step into cultivation."

"That’s how things are in the cultivation world."

"Personal character doesn’t really matter, it’s just an early obstacle in cultivation. To reach profound levels, one must naturally eliminate worldly desires and distractions…"

"….."

"By the way, that girl Yuanyuan seems to have a different source for her talismans and techniques…" Taoist Jinyang suddenly said:

"After the chaos of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths in the past, many ancient methods were lost along with the downfall of numerous great cultivators and the ten major sects."

"Oh?" Taoist Shanyin exclaimed, "It seems that this Yuanyuan may have coincidentally entered the secret cave of a senior cultivator and obtained many treasures?"

"If that’s the case, then it’s good.."

The two of them were drinking and chatting in the small courtyard, enjoying their conversation.

Clap clap.

Outside the courtyard, there was a sound of applause.

Footsteps approached, and a tall young Daoist with white hair walked towards them, saying loudly:

"Senior Brother, your insights are remarkable."

"But both senior brothers understand the rules of the cultivation world so deeply, they must be powerful figures in cultivation."

The two of them were instantly startled.

"Who are you?" Taoist Shanyin immediately stood up and questioned.

Meanwhile, Taoist Jinyang’s expression turned serious. This unexpected visitor silently broke through the restrictions and entered his courtyard, indicating a cultivation level that should not be weaker than his own….

However, when his spiritual awareness swept over this white-haired young man, it was like a drop in the ocean, unable to discern the depth of his cultivation level…

"His spirit is restrained, doesn’t seem like a successful Foundation Building cultivator… but why.." Taoist Jinyang’s expression turned serious. He secretly took out a Message Jade Talisman for help and spoke:

"Friend, I…"

Before he could finish speaking,

Chuckle—

Loud noise suddenly broke the silence, and a strong gust of wind blew away Taoist Jinyang’s bun in an instant as it brushed past him.

With a loud bang, a large pit exploded beside him, soil flying everywhere and hitting Taoist Jinyang, causing a sharp pain.

He turned his head and saw Taoist Jinyang with widened eyes.

Taoist Shanyin beside him had turned into a lump of flesh and mud in the pit, with torn robes and a human-shaped sword diagonally inserted into the ground.

"This Blazing Essence Gold-crafted treasure… a flying sword?" Taoist Jinyang’s expression turned shocked as he looked at the blurry metallic lump in a human form.

Blazing Essence Gold, a material commonly used for crafting treasures by golden core cultivators….

This person, could he be a golden core cultivator?

Although Taoist Jinyang had encountered golden core cultivators before, none were as unique as this one… And if it were a golden core cultivator from another sect, it was unlikely they would excel in Xuantian Sect’s Medicinal Valley….

When he looked back, the old Taoist with white hair was still standing there calmly, with his hands behind his back and no signs of casting spells…

Taoist Jinyang’s face twitched, feeling a shiver down his spine, a sense of fear creeping in, as if he had encountered a fierce beast while walking in the mountains in his younger years, his body instinctively tensing up.

The white-haired Taoist in front of him slowly spoke:

"Sorry, I’m not very familiar with the rules of the cultivation world, can you explain it to me, senior brother?"

"The rules of the cultivation world, that’s easy to explain…" Taoist Jinyang said solemnly:

"As they say, the Tao follows nature."

"In our cultivation world, there aren’t strict rules."