Kill Me More Times, I'll Become Invincible-Chapter 445:

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A gentle breeze blew.

The Blood Lotus Sect now lay in ruins, with traces of blood among the broken walls.

But the person was nowhere to be seen.

In a short period of time, not only Qiao Mu and Wu Jing disappeared.

Along with the ten-meter-tall Blood Flesh Divine Being, even the scattered and reassembled flesh and blood pieces vanished without a trace.

The Blood Lotus Sect Leader looked at the devastated land with a grave expression.

With a scan of his divine sense, the entire Kuafu Mountain and the entire Blood Lotus Immortal Kingdom were all under his scrutiny.

But at this moment, he could not sense where Qiao Mu and the others were.

He lowered his eyes, then soared into the sky again, overlooking the earth from the clouds.

The devastated mountain top was actually the forehead and brow of the Kuafu Mountain giant.

On the slanted mountainside, several gullies faintly revealed vague features, vaguely forming a huge face with closed eyes.

"So… has he hidden in the Secret Realm inside Kuafu Mountain?" The leader of the Blood Lotus Sect frowned even deeper.

The Cave Heaven Small World of the Blood Lotus Sect is truly remarkable, even among the Nine Heavenly Immortal Gates.

Kuafu Mountain itself is a relic of gods and demons from beyond the heavens, which later became its own world.

However, during the chaos of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, Kuafu Mountain fell into the world of Jiu Province, and since then, they have been inseparable.

The concept of the Cave Heaven Small World lies not in being a separate space, but in being isolated from the outside, forming its own system and cycle.

Even amidst the spiritual energy tides of the Jiu Province world, the elders above the Soul Changing realm could hide in the Cave Heaven Small World and thrive in its abundant spiritual energy.

The so-called Secret Realm Space refers to certain mystical environments within the world that are separate and unique.

For example, within the massive mountains of the southwest, there is a poisonous pool teeming with countless venomous creatures.

In the southeast lies the Sword Tomb, a rare spiritual place where weapons can transform into sword spirits, considered a Sect Secret Realm by the local Soul Predicting Path.

After falling from Kuafu Mountain into Jiu Province, it could no longer be called a hidden paradise, already inseparable from this world.

Even the Supreme Elder could not escape the spiritual tide, after falling in realm, had long been eroded by time, and died away.

"Which group of mice, hiding in the Kuafu Mountain Secret Realm…" Blood Lotus Sect Leader snorted coldly.

This Kuafu Mountain was originally a significant foundation of the Blood Lotus Sect.

After the passing of the Supreme Elder, it had become the sect’s greatest foundation, already under the control of the Blood Lotus Sect for countless years.

Although the Kuafu Mountain’s hidden paradise had long been broken, its Cave Heaven Small World had transformed into nine Secret Realms…

But this Kuafu Mountain ultimately belonged to the Blood Lotus Sect!

Although it’s unknown where these mice came from, and how they stole power, they seemed to have the ability to partially control and influence Kuafu Mountain…

But on this Kuafu Mountain, the Blood Lotus Sect is the true owner.

Even though the sect is facing a disaster, he still knows this place well.

Finding the hidden mouse in the Kuafu Mountain Secret Realm was just a matter of time for the Blood Lotus Sect Leader.

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"Have you heard the legend of Kuafu Chases the Sun?"

On a small hill, a young man looked up at the red sun in the sky and told the story of Kuafu Chases the Sun to the people behind him.

Behind him, about dozens of people sat on the grassy slope of the small hill.

Among these people, there were men, women, young, and old, many of them had clear and innocent eyes, showing a pure sense of foolishness.

Qiao Mu sat half-closed eyes on a vine chair under a big banyan tree nearby.

He listened to the young man telling the story on the hill.

His body curled up in the shade of the trees, eyes half open and half closed, as if asleep.

"…..Giant Kuafu tried to catch the sun but died thirsty by the river in the end."

"His staff fell to the ground, nourishing the decaying body, giving birth to a lush peach blossom forest that later spread for thousands of miles."

The youth turned back patiently and said:

"One whale’s fall, giving birth to all things, Giant Kuafu’s death creating a peach blossom forest for thousands of miles, and the place we rest today is not bestowed by the Immortals of the Blood Lotus Sect, but emerged as a dwelling place for creatures from the dead bodies in the Secret Realm….."

"But why did Giant Kuafu chase the sun?" A clear female voice rang out from the crowd.

The voice sounded like that of a young girl, but came from the mouth of a middle-aged woman with a pale face. She casually let her hair down, not tied up, and wore only simple coarse clothes, looking very plain.

This woman not only had a clear voice but also a kind of naive simplicity in her eyes.

"There are various explanations for the reason behind Kuafu Chasing the Sun from ancient times to now," the young man seemed well-prepared as he explained them one by one.

Some people say Kuafu overestimated himself and eventually died of thirst on the road; others say Kuafu, seeing his tribe suffering from drought, wanted to catch the sun that scorched the earth, which was a challenge to nature; there were many different opinions… The young man paused and continued:

"But in my opinion, these are just far-fetched ideas made up by later generations."

"During the era of Giant Kuafu, it was a time of ancient wilderness, so in my view, the reason behind Kuafu Chasing the Sun should actually be the simplest and most direct."

With that, the young man once again looked up at the red sun in the sky.

"Because the sun is right there."

He spoke slowly:

"The sun in this world is the source of all light and warmth."

"It’s like a wise elder, hanging high in the sky, shining brightly forever."

"Who doesn’t long for the sun? Do we need any other reason to chase it?"

"Mr. Qiao, I understand now." The middle-aged woman with a pale face nodded, looking somewhat confused.

"The sun is like a blessing for people, a mystical being, and we must worship it devoutly, praying daily to show our gratitude…"

The young man telling the story’s eyes twitched slightly at the corner, then let out a barely noticeable sigh.

Qiao Mu, who was relaxing on a wicker chair, opened his eyes a bit wider, his gaze falling on the young man leading the group.

"Senior Qiao Tu, the fact that we have survived until now is all thanks to Qiao Yuan’s help," Wu Jing, who had turned into a man named Wu Jing, said with a tone of admiration.

"Qiao Yuan’s martial arts skills have not reached spiritual refinement yet. He is just a junior member of the Qiao family, but still quite remarkable."

"Including the skilled spiritual refining expert, 1st rank Flying Fish Guard Chen Feng, all perished. Qiao Yuan, on the other hand, managed to survive and had extraordinary experiences. He is the only surviving member sent by the Great Yan Emperor to the Western Province as a Flying Fish Guard."

"Though his martial arts skills may not be as advanced as other spiritual refining experts, surviving up to this moment shows he has some abilities."

While speaking, Wu Jing kept his gaze on Qiao Mu’s face, as if trying to observe his reaction closely.

As expected, Qiao Mu looked surprised.

"Are you saying that this Qiao Yuan is a descendant of my Qiao family?"

Wu Jing remained silent.

At that moment, the storyteller Qiao Yuan approached and apologized, "I am sorry."

"I, a junior Qiao Yuan, was once cared for by several seniors like Qiao Zhong in the Imperial Capital."

Qiao Mu naturally recognized him.

Back in the Imperial Capital, he was known as Fang Yuan.

This person was originally the stepson of a wealthy family with the surname Fang in the Imperial Capital, and his original surname was unknown to Qiao Mu.

Later, he became a heavenly prison prison guard and had interactions with Hai Wuya and Qiao Mu in prison.

Strictly speaking, this person is the first person to practice the "Xumi Mountain King Sutra" besides Qiao Mu.

After not seeing each other for two or three years, his demeanor has become more composed.

Now as for how he went from being a prison guard in the Imperial Capitalheavenly prison, to risking his life to join the Flying Fish Guard in Western Province, and then ending up here in the Kuafu Mountain Secret Realm, well, that is a long and winding story that spans a whopping five million words.

"Speaking of which, I hope Qiao Tu senior can forgive me," apologized Qiao Yuan.

"At first, I certainly didn’t dare to impersonate a warrior from the Qiao family, but because my last name is Qiao and I saved someone in the Blood Lotus Immortal Kingdom, the followers mistook me for a ‘Qiao family member’."

"As time went on, the reputation spread and no one believed me when I denied it."

"Later on, I realized… after the news spread, these followers who had come from the Blood Lotus Immortal Kingdom seemed somewhat less wary of me."

"So I took advantage of the situation and pretended to be someone I’m not, thankfully without tarnishing the reputation of the Qiao family member."

"It’s just a false reputation, nothing important," Qiao Mu casually remarked.

He was almost dying, so he didn’t care about these little things.

Qiao Mu looked around at the other people.

The young man in front of the small hill had seen some of the dozens of listeners gathered there before.

Among them was a rough-skinned, white-haired old man, who was the leader of the ascetics who crossed the Western Province with him to reach the Blood Lotus Immortal Kingdom.

That day, there were more than ten ascetics in total.

Besides the old man leading them, a total of five people appeared on this small hill, gathered around the young man, Qiao Yuan.

The other ascetics besides these five had already died in the chaos of the Human Demon on Kuafu Mountain.

Martial Saint had long reached the limit of his will for spiritual refining. Even if he didn’t intentionally attack the Nine Immortal Cities, wherever the majestic Blood Flesh Divine Being went, there was devastation.

Even without intending to, there were naturally casualties…. And over the past few decades of suppressing the martial arts world, the blood debt in his hands was naturally countless.

Except for the old man living simply, Qiao Mu also met the middle-aged woman with a yellow face just now.

They didn’t really know each other, they just quickly glanced at each other.

This is one of the worshippers they saw while walking in the Green Lotus Immortal City with Wu Jing.

At that time, the yellow-faced woman was just one of the many worshippers in a group. They were all born in the Immortal City and had never left it. They were like frogs in a well.

"By chance, I once obtained a drop of blood and a piece of bone," explained Qiao Yuan.

"The drop of blood has already merged into my body. As for the piece of bone, it has some special uses inside the ‘Red Sun Secret Realm’."

After speaking, Qiao Yuan took out a piece of bone from his pocket.

The bone was shiny white, hard in texture, resembling both bone and jade, extraordinary at first sight.

"Since then, I have been able to come and go freely on this Kuafu Mountain, like a drop of water merging into the sea. Later, after entering this Kuafu Mountain Secret Realm, I used it to escape from the clutches of the Blood Lotus Sect cultivator."

Qiao Yuan looked down from a small hill and saw houses scattered below, with people living in clusters.

Counting the dozens of people listening to stories on the hill, there were more than a hundred people in total.

"These hundred or so people were all secretly rescued by me from the Blood Lotus Immortal Kingdom," said Qiao Yuan.

"The Immortal Kingdom is currently facing chaos from the Human Demon, and these missing followers with no remains conveniently blame the Human Demon," he explained.

"No wonder they say there is more than one Human Demon, so you are also a Human Demon," Qiao Mu realized.

"Kuafu Mountain is said to be the remains of an Ancient Gods and Demons, forming a world on its own. And though this Secret Realm may not be a world on its own, it is still surrounded by beautiful scenery," continued Qiao Yuan.

"Even though we can’t leave the Immortal Kingdom, having more than a hundred people hiding in this Secret Realm to evade the cultivator’s supernatural awareness is more than enough," he added.

"Qiao Tu is currently heavily injured, so there’s no need to worry about these things. Resting here is the best option," assured Qiao Yuan.

Just talking about the injuries made Qiao Mu’s head ache terribly.

At the critical moment, Ironhead clashed with Martial Saint using the "Taotie spiritual refining technique".

This technique is extracted from the "Martial Saint Spiritual Technique" and "Taotie Swallowing Heaven Skill", using the method of iron sharpening iron and spiritual refining.

Like a head-on collision, at this moment he felt a splitting headache, even speaking for a while made his head feel like it was going to split in half.

Whether it started from the final desperate battle or entering the Kuafu Mountain Secret Realm, he could no longer sense the presence of Nan Province’s flesh clone.

His mental state was extremely poor.

But his physical condition was gradually improving.

Wu Qizheng’s flesh healing was a great help, and Qiao Mu’s body had nearly six thousand years of vigorous blood accumulation. After recovering some strength, signs of restoration began to show.

With Wu Qizheng’s help during the most difficult period, things were slowly starting to improve.

This rare sense of weakness made Qiao Mu somewhat uncomfortable.

In the past, if he had already killed himself in a creative way, he would have respawned at the same spot.

As for now… it’s really not quite appropriate.

The desire to live and the desire to die have always been swirling and burning in his chest, even after Martial Saint’s death, it never completely faded away.

But what he wanted wasn’t to die like this.

A vengeful woman seeks death with just a piece of rope; a scholar seeks death by being carried into the imperial palace; a warrior seeks death by burying his bones in a hundred battles.

How should he completely die then?

To die at the hands of Martial Saint? Or in the mouth of the Blood Flesh Divine Being after Martial Saint loses control?

Or perhaps after a big battle, being saved by Wu Qizheng and Wu Jing, and then coming up with a plan in a corner?

"How is Wu Qizheng doing?" Qiao Mu asked himself.

Wu Jing immediately pointed to the bottom of the mud hill.

The Blood Flesh Divine Being left by Martial Saint was about ten meters tall, standing against the mud hill like a statue.

This Blood Flesh Divine Being has six arms, but only a noticeable stump remains in the position of its head, forming a head with no facial features on its central brain.

If not for the blood and flesh constantly churning like ocean waves at the stump of the head, Qiao Mu would have truly believed that this was already a silent dead being.

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