Chapter 246 (2)

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"Who is this betrayer blending martial arts with the Tao? It’s clearly a member of the Qiao family! Are you all blind?" King Qin’s gaze fell on Qiao Mu’s face, and he felt a weight lifted off his heart.

Before seeing Qiao Mu’s true face, he felt a bit uneasy.

As a leader supported by the Great Dao Sect, King Qin actually had the authority to command other Taoist soldiers… Although these strong Taoist soldiers were obedient, they didn’t have complete free will, their minds subconsciously influenced by King Qin or the Great Dao Sect’s Cultivator’s hints and orders.

So theoretically, the so-called blend of martial arts and Tao could not betray…

As King Qin hurried over, he wondered if the other Eight Immortal Gates were also supporting Taoist soldiers? Were they causing trouble inside Great Qin City now?

If that were the case, then King Qin would be stuck between several major Immortal Gates, which was not a good situation…

All his worries disappeared when he saw Qiao Mu’s face.

Isn’t he just a member of the Qiao family? He had just killed one.

The Qiao family member is really strong, even stronger than the usual Spirit Refining martial artist. When using the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method, they can easily take on a Taoist soldier with strong defenses.

But that relies on an unusually powerful internal strength.

Such individuals are rare because reaching the 4th rank is already the soft limit for internal strength. Therefore, ordinary 4th rank martial artists who don’t focus on Spirit Refining Method, but instead slowly cultivate internal strength, often cannot match a 3rd rank spiritual refining opponent before reaching their life’s end.

So it’s clear that both Qiao Shui and Qiao Gui were exceptional among martial artists.

They are either exceptionally talented individuals, or they have benefited from some rare occurrence that caused a sudden increase in their power.

Whether through natural talent or extraordinary circumstances, these are things that cannot be easily replicated and are very rare.

Now, another Qiao family member has appeared… Hmm, they look like a middle-aged person, probably a descendant of Qiao Shui and Qiao Gui?

"It seems like the elder of the Qiao family has finally passed away." King Qin smirked slightly, his smile carrying a hint of mockery:

"Your elders have all perished by my hands, their bodies not even cold yet, and you dare come seeking revenge?"

"Revenge?" Qiao Mu’s eyes were as deep as a pond.

Eighty years later, seeing King Qin again, there was no obvious emotion in his eyes. It was as if this person was not the formidable enemy who once tried to kill him, but just an ordinary passerby.

"If one holds onto that kind of emotion, they can only sink into madness over the eighty years." His voice was as calm as his expression, like a gentle breeze in the mountains.

"Besides, you’re not worthy of making me remember you for eighty years." Searᴄh the NôᴠeFire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Eighty years?

Although King Qin didn’t understand Qiao Mu’s words, in the moment their eyes met, he felt a fleeting sense of warning in his heart.

"Bring him to me." With a wave of his hand, he stepped back behind his Copper Clad Generals.

King Qin was always thoughtful. He may have looked down on this Qiao family member, but how could he ignore the brief warning in his heart?

Since this person was so peculiar, he would let his Copper Clad Generals test him first. Then, he would seize the opportunity to strike during the siege.

Previously, it was enough to just bully Qiao Gui who broke his leg.

Great Qin Prefecture was his main base, why should he fight alone against the enemy?

Around twenty Copper Clad Generals looked at each other, hesitating briefly.

Under King Qin’s cold gaze, they slowly moved their feet and encircled Qiao Mu.

As 3rd rank Spirit Refining martial artists, although their spiritual abilities had regressed, their intuition was still sharp.

Without King Qin’s command, they would definitely choose to follow their hearts and retreat decisively.

But as soon as King Qin spoke, they unconsciously moved their feet and closed in on Qiao Mu.

"Twenty Copper Skin Soldiers…" Li Gongde, hidden in the shadows, reacted slightly.

Any Copper Skin Soldier could use their impenetrable bodies to crush ordinary Spirit Refining martial artists. Even a 1st rank of Spiritual Refining Period couldn’t break through their defense, their only choice was to run.

"The Taoist soldiers under King Qin’s command, if placed in the martial world of Jiu Province, would surely cause a great uproar. The martial artists who practice ancient martial arts would have a hard time competing against them," said Star Xuan Envoy.

"But this member of the Qiao family… it’s hard to say," Star Xuan Envoy frowned.

"Let me see how he will handle this… Hmm? Is he closing his eyes? Is he underestimating the situation?"

In the middle of the street.

Qiao Mu stood with his hands down, showing no defensive stance, looking relaxed and even closing his eyes.

He had already reached the first rank of the Spiritual Refining Period.

As he closed his eyes and everything turned pitch black, the sounds he heard and the intuition he felt became clearer.

"Can you hear it?" He stood surrounded by the Copper Skin Soldiers, whispering with his eyes closed as if in a trance.

The twenty burly Copper Skin Soldiers didn’t respond, simply holding their weapons ready as if facing a formidable enemy, closing in on the white-haired man, gradually tightening their circle.

So Qiao Mu remained silent, only quietly listening.

He heard the footsteps of these twenty sturdy Taoist soldiers approaching, the heavy boots inadvertently crushing the sound of the shattered blue bricks under their feet.

He heard the prayers from the thin man hiding under the butcher’s stall table, "May the gods bless us, may the gods bless us…"

He heard the sound of the wind passing by, the noise of a teahouse collapsing in the distance, and the faint breathing and heartbeat of two onlookers in the shadows…

But these were not the sounds he wanted to hear.

The sound he wanted to hear was not from the outside, but from the depths of his own heart.

King Qin was not worth his thoughts for eighty years.

But King Qin’s question had truly lingered in his heart for eighty years, seeking an answer as if it would take a lifetime for an ordinary person.

In that past life, he had reviewed his life since crossing over hundreds, thousands of times, vividly recalling every choice and every suicidal attempt from Yan City onwards.

As an immortal, Qiao Mu was destined to become the strongest in this world sooner or later, with the only difference being the timing, as he always had an easy mode to choose from.

The safest way is to endure.

Once Qiao Mu obtains both the "Long Life Fist Sutra" and the "Xumi Mountain King Sutra," he can hide in the deep mountains and forests, practicing until the end of time, witnessing the rise and fall of dynasties, aiming for mastery of his skills before re-emerging into the world.



The quickest way is to fall into temptation.

Killing is much simpler than saving lives, as one only needs to abandon their moral standards and slaughter others, embracing darkness with a single thought, obtaining negative evaluations but achieving high-quality deaths, rapidly growing stronger.

Even if he insisted on becoming a hero seeking both fame and wealth, there were actually more cost-effective ways:

For example, when he raided the mansion in Yan City, kidnapped Childe Guo, and killed Guo Yan, his final blow in the deadly battle was not against Guo Yan, but against an inexperienced coffin bearer, ensuring the well-being of Old Huang.

This was not the most cost-effective or beneficial choice.

Since arriving in this world.

Qiao Mu always made choices based on what he truly believed in, not for quick gains or at the expense of others.

He chose what resonated with his heart.

All his decisions came from within.

He took full responsibility for his actions.

The consequences of his actions in the dreamlike eighty years were solely his own doing.

When his companions like Hai Siyuan risked their lives in the Imperial Capital, it was also his own doing.

"This is the path I chose, and every sacrifice was my own heartfelt decision."

"So, this is my answer."

Qiao Mu woke up and continued talking to himself.

In the story, none of the twenty Copper Skin Soldiers surrounding them dared to step forward. They simply looked at each other, waiting to see who would be the first to make a move.

"Can you hear it?" He finally opened his eyes.

The voice that has been echoing in my heart for eighty years."

The moment when I opened my eyes.

It felt like a precious sword coming out of its sheath in a box, where the gaze passed by, the empty space seemed to flash with tangible illusionary sword light.

Twenty Copper Skin Soldiers in front of them all felt a strong shock in their minds, as if a sword had stabbed their brains, making them dizzy and almost losing their weapons.

While they were feeling dizzy and angry, they also noticed a sudden gust of wind on the street.

It was a violent gust of wind.

This gust of wind came blowing from the direction where Qiao Mu was standing, making the clothes of many Copper Clad Generals fluttering noisily.

Look up.

Only saw the figure of the white-haired person standing in the middle of the road at this moment, the powerful internal energy like the tide was spreading out from his body, surging outward wave after wave.

"Just the outward release of internal energy has such power? Both Li Gongde and Star Xuan Envoy hidden in the dark were stunned: ‘This powerful amount of internal energy actually surpasses Qiao Shui and Qiao Gui by a large margin…No, that’s not the focus.’"

"The focus is…he actually has internal energy? He is not a Taoist soldier, but a true martial artist?"

Even Li Gongde, who was a cultivator, was astonished at this moment.

The bodies of Iron Wolf, Luohan, and other Taoist soldiers were no longer purely flesh and blood.

It was precisely because of the extensive transformation from the so-called "Golden Body Technique," to the point where even the meridians in the body ceased to exist, that their whole bodies could turn into bronze skin and iron bones.

However, Qiao Mu’s situation was completely different from those Taoist soldiers who practiced the "Golden Body Technique."

"’He doesn’t lack internal energy…he just doesn’t need to use internal energy. Relying solely on physical strength, he can just take the head of that Copper Skin Soldier?’ Li Gongde’s mind raced with thoughts, and only at this moment did he understand the meaning of the scene just now.

"Using their flesh and blood, relying solely on strength to tear open Copper Skin Soldiers made from the immortal material Cloud Patterns Mountain Copper?"

He unconsciously looked at Qiao Mu, feeling shocked.

He saw a strong aura surrounding Qiao Mu, whose long white hair almost touched the ground, with a slight smile on his face.

Since he woke up and appeared in Great Qin City again, he showed emotion on his face for the first time.

It was a faint smile.

"So, this is my answer." His deep eyes, staring sharply like a sword, met the gaze of King Qin behind the crowd.

"Talking to yourself, you lunatic?" King Qin countered, his eyes bright and his mind firm, showing no sign of weakness.

Qiao Mu didn’t reply, he just stomped his foot.

The ground of the street near the market shook slightly, then collapsed into a small pit with a bang, as he dashed out.

"Joe was born with a clear conscience and sharp mind, why regret anything?"

"Even if I die a thousand deaths, I will not regret!"

In the loud whistling air, Qiao Mu soared like a swift arrow, his whole body enveloped in powerful energy that transformed into a bright red color:

"Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method！"

The twenty sturdy Copper Clad Generals were just hit hard, now their faces were pale, their formation was in disarray, and they could only watch as the figures beside them passed by.

Only King Qin’s gaze remained firm:

"The Blazing Essence Gold comes from the flames of the earth’s core, taking possibly thousands of years to form. After being refined by the Great Dao Sect’s immortal fire for forty-nine days, it finally becomes refined gold."

"How can an ordinary martial artist’s flesh and blood body resist immortal dao gold and iron?"

He didn’t retreat or yield at this moment, but instead took a deep breath and clenched his fist.

The fist pierced the air with a loud bang, heating up and turning red from the intense friction with the air, like a blazing flame.



A fist against a fist!

Since this martial artist was foolish enough to use his own body to resist him, he naturally obliged!

King Qin didn’t have confidence in himself, but in the methods of the Great Dao Sect, having complete faith in the immortal way—–

A thunderous sound echoed in the wind, he felt a powerful force striking his fist, causing his Blazing Essence Gold-made fist to crackle, and his wrist to bend backwards, like a heavy hammer hitting his chest.

King Qin’s gaze briefly showed surprise, then his chest collapsed in the next instant, leaving a hollow void.