Chapter 491 (1) - Kill Me More Times, I’ll Become Invincible - NovelsTime

Kill Me More Times, I’ll Become Invincible

Chapter 491 (1)

Author: Keyboard Emperor
updatedAt: 2025-09-12

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"Have you heard?"

"Qiao Yao has broken through the void and ascended to the fairy realm!"

"What? Don’t believe it? Just look up at the sky and see the chains stretched across it; that is the proof of Qiao Yao breaking through the void."

Yan City.

The storyteller Clairaudience listened carefully to the discussions of the martial artists in the hall of the tavern and couldn’t help but smile.

The news about Qiao Yao breaking through the void was something he made up.

As a key figure in the Fantastic Faction of Tide Listening Building, Clairaudience didn’t know how many incredible rumors he had created over the years.

If the owner of Tide Listening Building, Nian Chao Sheng, allowed the storyteller to act freely, it was for his own cultivation.

The reason Clairaudience spreads rumors is simply to have fun and find it interesting, while also earning a bit of money.

Tide Listening Building stands alone and is the most special small world.

As long as the name Tide Listening Building remains well-known and in people’s hearts, it will continue to exist.

Storytellers like Clairaudience can easily return to the small world of Tide Listening Building.

So, over the years, as long as they follow Nian Chao Sheng’s rule of "just listen to the tide, don’t stir it up" and avoid trouble like Nine Immortal Gates…

Storytellers like Clairaudience have hardly ever faced any danger; no matter how tough things get, entering the small world naturally turns danger into safety.

Of course, those like Clairvoyance who have broken the rules are exceptions.

At this moment, Clairaudience is leisurely enjoying tea at a round table, while also listening carefully to the sounds around him.

This is something he does often; every time he creates a masterpiece, he visits places like the market, taverns, and tea houses to hear what people in the martial world are discussing.

"Breaking the void? The strange chains in the sky are connected to a member of the Qiao family?"

"If you’re talking about others, I really don’t believe it, but if this is about a member of the Qiao family, especially the unbeatable Qiao Yao, then we must consider if it is true or not."

"Senior Qiao Yao is unmatched in the world, defeating all at the Nine Immortal Gates with martial arts, so achieving something never seen before, breaking the void with martial arts, is certainly not impossible!"

"That’s true…"

"Peach Blossom Villa is teaching the Qiao family’s special skills to outsiders; maybe years later, when I reach a high level of skill, I too could break the void…."

A young martial artist, filled with ambition, already believes it.

This reaction even surprised the rumor-maker, Clairaudience.

He did not expect that people would not even doubt it, but would believe it right away.

"That’s right, the reputation the Qiao family has built in Jiu Province is beyond compare."

"This is a true martial arts legend, not a false one," Clairaudience exclaimed.

As the rumor maker, what he wanted to hear most was that one of his lies sparked a heated discussion about its truth.

Who knew that this "broken void," such a legendary thing, would fall upon Qiao Yao, and even the martial artists believed it without question.

"He has truly become a martial arts legend."

Martial arts legend.

It is not an exaggeration, but a simple statement.

Qiao family members fought fiercely, challenged the Nine Immortal Gates, killed the Immortal Gate ancestor, and when the Sky Piercing River flowed against them, they sailed smoothly, reaching the heights above.

Which of these extraordinary events is not beyond the imagination of the world, worthy of being called a legendary tale?

Qiao family members, especially Qiao Shuangtu and Qiao Yao, have become synonymous with the term martial arts legend; they are like the peak warriors from ancient myths.

"There is nothing I can do about this…" Clairaudience suddenly felt bored, finished a cup of tea, and stood up to leave.

…………….

Six months after Qiao Mu left.

In the Soul Predicting Path Cave Heaven Small World.

"The Patriarch has been gone for a full six months. Why is there still no news?"

The leader of the Soul Predicting Path sect furrowed his brow and walked alone in front of the cave on the mountain top.

Patriarch Tianshu said not to worry, but at this moment, he truly felt a bit anxious.

The Cave Heaven Small World is a legacy left behind by the True Immortal of the former sect, who used great magic to capture the ancient world.

Whether it’s Patriarch Tianshu or the disciples of later generations, they are really just temporarily staying in this place opened by the ancient immortal.

Although they can protect themselves, staying longer in the Cave Heaven Small World is more unfavorable for them.

Patriarch Tianshu reached the Mahayana Stage in tens of thousands of years, and all his powers were gained through his own efforts. As long as he stays peacefully in this small world and does not go out, he will not lose his progress.

But the leader of the Soul Predicting Path Sect and the disciples of this generation are different.

These disciples who practice in the human world, from Foundation Building to the Soul Changing Sect leader, are all affected by the Incense Symbol of Divine Fire.

If they lose the supply of the Incense Symbol of Divine Fire for a long time, their cultivation naturally will decline.

"Sect leader brother, half a year and another half a year, are we going to keep waiting in this small world forever?"

An elder of the sect who had dropped to the Golden Core Stage finally couldn’t help but speak up.

Their cultivation is continuously slipping, and in this small world, they cannot practice—before leaving, the ancestor issued a strict order not to absorb spiritual energy for cultivation in the small world.

The Soul Predicting Path small world is a place left by ancient immortals, a very precious treasure that is rare and should not perish in the hands of later disciples.

Once the balance of energy in this small world is broken, it will eventually repeat the decline of energy seen in the great world of Jiu Province.

By then, the Soul Predicting Path will lose its last safe haven.

"How about we check the Life Jade Slip of our founder?" suggested an elder.

"I have already searched it," the leader of the Soul Predicting Path shook his head.

"Since our founder left the great world of Jiu Province along the Sky Piercing River, the Life Jade Slip, while not shattered, has dimmed and is no different from ordinary things."

"Perhaps the place the Sky Piercing River leads to has its own mysteries, even separating the unseen connection of the Life Jade Slip."

In their original expectations, they thought there should be results in the struggle for the chance of immortality within three to five days.

At worst, in ten days or half a month… how could it have been six whole months with no news at all?

"My junior brother is right; whether the founder is still alive or not… we must make a decision and cannot just wait."

The Soul Predicting Path sect leader sighed and made a decision. He looked around and said:

"Next, I will contact the hidden ones in Jiu Province and have them set up temples in remote villages to slowly rebuild our faith."

"Huh?"

"Sect leader, is this too extreme?" The elders’ faces changed immediately.

"Since Qiao Shuangtu became the leader of martial arts and began to sweep through Jiu Province’s Immortal Gate a year ago, all the temples in the world have been destroyed by the Qiao family."

"Anyone who shows themselves will suffer a terrible fate… If we attract the attention of the Qiao family, this could…"

The fierce reputation of the Qiao family had left an indelible mark in the hearts of these Immortal Gate cultivators.

Even the Soul Predicting Path, which did not take part in the battle against Peach Blossom Villa with the five great Immortal Gates, held deep concerns about the Qiao family.

"The Qiao family has not appeared for six months." The Soul Predicting Path sect leader spoke deeply:

"There are rumors that he entered the Sky Piercing River against the current, in search of the ancestors, and vanished with them into the waterfall of Tongtian Mountain in the Northwest Prefecture."

"More rumors say that Qiao Yao left this world six months ago, shattering the void and ascending to immortality through martial arts."

"Whether the rumors are true or false, whether he shattered the void or ascended to the heavens… the once invincible Qiao Yao has not been seen for six whole months."

"And we have no way to retreat," said the leader of the Soul Predicting Path sect.

As the sect leader, the strongest person in the entire Cave Heaven Small World, he knew that the current situation of the sect was truly dire.

More than half of the Nascent Soul Elders had fallen to the Golden Core Stage within a year, and the remaining half were mostly stuck at the primordial stage of Nascent Soul.

As for him, the Soul Changing Taoist Lord, his cultivation had also begun to decline towards the Nascent Soul Stage.

If he waited any longer, it would not be long before he fell to the Soul Changing Stage.

He could not afford to wait any longer.

"If Qiao Yao really breaks through the void and ascends to the fairy realm, it would be hard for him to come back again; if he steps into the Sky Piercing River flowing upstream… that place has trapped Patriarch Tianshu for half a year, leaving him uncertain of life or death, let alone Qiao Yao."

"So… I thought I could give it a try."

"Trying is fine." The other Immortal Gate elders nodded in agreement.

They understood well enough and all felt relieved.

After all, it wasn’t their lives at risk, but the life of the secret agent from Jiu Province.

If this succeeds, it would naturally solve the urgent problems of the sect.

If it fails and attracts the Qiao family members to act… then at most it would only cost the life of the secret agent.

The small world is a remnant of the True Immortal. In the past, Qiao Yao could defeat everyone in Jiu Province, but he couldn’t enter this elusive small world.

They… should still be safe.

"If this matter fails, we can retreat like the founder and continue to hide in the small world," an elder said.

"After hundreds of years, when all the members of the Qiao family have passed away——"

"Hundreds of years? There is no such thing as hundreds of years!" another elder scoffed immediately.

"Do you think you are still a Nascent Soul Immortal? After falling to the Golden Core Stage, your lifespan has naturally diminished. Can we really wait that long?"

The elders exchanged glances and finally all nodded in agreement, approving the decision that the sect leader had proposed.

………………………

At the riverbank of Baichuan City in the Southeast Province.

A middle-aged fisherman on the boat tightly held a special jade talisman that shimmered slightly, his eyes unconsciously turning red.

It has been half a year since the Sky Piercing River flowed backward and the world showed strange signs!

After he sent the message, he waited for a whole six months in pain!

Unexpectedly, today the Soul Predicting Path finally had news for him, and they gave him a very important responsibility!

On that day.

The middle-aged fisherman sold his belongings, left the bustling Baichuan City, and went to a quiet village several dozen miles away.

He changed into the clothes of a fortune-teller, walking through the countryside, his eyes on the farmers working in the fields.

"Your fortune is dark, evil spirits are around you, there will be a disaster in three days…"

"What? A money scam? A fraud?" The fisherman, now a fortune-teller, laughed and said:

"I am a person from outside the ordinary world, what do I need those yellow-white things for?"

"Take this, this talisman won’t cost you anything; it may save your life one day… or you can throw it away if you want, it’s up to you."

"Don’t worry, if poor Dao Zhen is right, I will not accept any money as a reward," said the fisherman named Soul Predicting Pathcultivator with a smile.

……………

Three days later.

A simple mountain path temple was built in a small village with only a few dozen households.

This temple was very humble, with only a clay statue of a deity.

However, the fortune teller’s reputation began to spread little by little in the area.

Sometimes, the fortune teller would predict misfortunes, and other times, they would use magical water to treat patients with long-term illnesses, helping them to vomit a clump of blood-soaked hair that wriggled like a living thing.

Thus, the temple gradually began to thrive.

…………………….

Time passes.

The leader of the Soul Predicting Path has been constantly paying attention to the movements in Jiu Province.

Within a few months, several hidden members of the Soul Predicting Path were activated, trying to reestablish temples in towns across Southeast Province.

Southeast Province was once a place of worship for the Soul Predicting Path, free from the control of the Great Yan Imperial Court and not part of Southern King Wang Songhe’s territory.

But after two months, the Great Yan Imperial Court’s Flying Fish Guard finally noticed the small temples appearing in these remote towns.

Soon, the temples were set ablaze by the Flying Fish Guard sent by the court, turning to dust.

Yet the leader of the Soul Predicting Path, who was in a small world, suddenly felt a sense of peace.

"Those who entered Southeast Province to destroy the temples included the Flying Fish Guard of Great Yan and people from Southern King’s side."

"But there were no members of the Qiao family, no real members of the Qiao family…"

At this moment, it has been a full eight months since Qiao Mu stepped into the rushing Sky Piercing River.

In the past, how could a member of the Qiao family hide for so long?

It is said that a Qiao family member, who came from Hero Island abroad and entered Jiu Province only three or four years ago, turned Jiu Province upside down. How could they possibly be inactive and unheard of for a full eight months?

"Maybe… maybe the Qiao family members are really all gone?" This thought grew wildly in the mind of the leader of the Soul Predicting Pathsect, like wild grass.

"A mortal family, no matter how many members they have, cannot keep producing powerful warriors. They can’t possibly have three or five popping out from the cracks in the stones every day, can they?"

"Perhaps the Qiao family members we have seen before are the last elders of their family… Like us at the Immortal Gate, they may have also reached the edge of their decline…"

Up to now, the leader of the Soul Predicting Pathsect and others still could not understand the origins and nature of the mysterious Qiao family, feeling that they were still shrouded in mist.

But this did not stop the leader of the Soul Predicting Pathsect from thinking of countermeasures.

"There’s no need to test anymore… If I keep probing slowly like this, I will truly fall to the Nascent Soul Stage, haha, the sect leader of the Nascent Soul Stage."

The leader of the Soul Predicting Path sect made a decision. He looked at the elders beside him and said:

"From today onward, the Soul Predicting Path will return to the human world!"

The leader of the Soul Predicting Path sect smiled and said:

"During these days, our only enemies have been the martial artists who came out of Peach Blossom Villa and the Flying Fish Guard from the Great Yan Imperial Court."

"Among them, there are indeed some skilled masters, and even a few of our sect’s rare Golden Core elders and Nascent Soul Elder have been lost."

"But the more this is the case, the more it shows that the Qiao family members are no longer strong."

"Why does the sect leader say this? Could the once glorious Qiao family suddenly disappear?" The elders were surprised.

The sect leader had a mature expression, "According to the usual way the Qiao family acts, they always lead the charge and never retreat."

"Now, after much testing, I have only seen the martial artists from Peach Blossom Villa, but no real Qiao family members have appeared, so the outcome is very clear."

"It seems that the Qiao family has encountered a huge problem, or perhaps they have quietly perished and disappeared!"

The elders stared at each other in shock, all astonished by the sect leader’s bold guess.

In their hearts, only the Mahayana Stage Patriarch Tianshu from a thousand years ago could have the power to destroy such a strong Qiao family.

Could it really have been wiped out silently?

"Sect leader, you must think this through!" The elders looked worried.

"The small world is not a place we can enter and leave freely; in the past, when we entered, we relied on our ancestors to help us open the teleportation array to this small world."

"It is easy for us to go out, but returning will be incredibly difficult."

"We can go out but cannot come back in. So once we leave the small world, it is our last chance."

"You make a valid point; we should leave behind some seeds for cultivation… As the sect leader, I must stay in the small world to oversee everything," the Soul Predicting Path sect leader said deeply.

"So, to take charge of the Incense Dao Temple in the grand world of Jiu Province, we must naturally rely on you elders."

"……"

The elders looked at each other in surprise.

No wonder the careful sect leader was acting so boldly… It turns out he anticipated they would try to dissuade him, so he left this trap here on purpose…

But who could go against him? He was the sect leader and currently the highest-ranking Soul Changing Taoist Lord in the small world.

Once he made a decision, how could the Golden Core and Nascent Soul Elders dare to oppose him?

"Since the sect leader has made up his mind, let’s go all the way," Grand Elder said.

"During this past year, my Soul Predicting Path has become less noticeable in the small world, and our followers’ faith has been shaky."

After losing the supply of the Incense Symbol of Divine Fire, his cultivation had already dropped from the peak of Nascent Soul to the mid-stage of Nascent Soul, and it continued to decline.

But if there is enough Incense Symbol of Divine Fire available, even someone who has fallen to the mid-stage of Nascent Soul…

Even the Elders of Golden Core in Soul Predicting Path may hope to return to the Nascent Soul Stage.

"What do you mean? Please speak clearly," the leader of the Soul Predicting Path contemplated.

The Grand Elder continued, "In the Southeast Province, there are no less than ten secret realms left by our Soul Predicting Path for nourishing spirits. Only the Sword Tomb outside Baichuan City was destroyed by a member of the Qiao family, and the sword spirits have all vanished, but the other secret realms remain and have been brought into this small world."

"Nourishing spirits for a thousand days, used in an instant," the Grand Elder said deeply.

The cultivators of Soul Predicting Path are famous for their divination techniques in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Immortal Gate.

However, this divination method can only help avoid dangers and seek benefits beforehand, and it is not very useful in battles between cultivators.

Therefore, if they really need to fight, they often require additional support.

Take the Sword Tomb outside Baichuan City as an example.

The Sword Tomb is a rare place in the world where spirits are nurtured. The famous swords buried here are born with a spirit, and even the broken swords still hold the fierce will of their past masters.

The other few Spirit Nurturing Secret Realms may not be so gentle.

Evil spirits and ghosts can often be a great help to the Soul Predicting Path cultivators.

"In extraordinary times, one must take extraordinary actions," nodded the leader of the Soul Predicting Path sect.

During the time when the Qiao family swept through Jiu Province, they indeed caused great destruction to the Nine Immortal Gates’ sacred business.

Therefore, to rebuild their sacred fire, they should do even more than before.

……………………..

Clatter, clatter.

Several prison carts, escorted by a group of soldiers, were about to leave Baichuan City.

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