Chapter 464 Part 1
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Chapter 464 Part 1: Qiao Xin (1)
The clouds on the horizon were dyed a golden red, like burning flames.
However, the burning flames gradually died down, the colors of the clouds faded, the light in the sky dispersed, the sun completely set, darkness fell, and the stars twinkled.
Yet at this moment, the deafening sounds of battle cries continued, streaks of rainbow light and flashing sword glints pierced through the sky, and the clashing of metal and swords rang out incessantly.
Boom!
The magnificent golden palace in the sky was finally shattered by Qiao Xin’s punch, crashing into it.
"The leader of the Great Dao Sect."
Qiao Xin coldly watched the calm figure of an old Taoist sitting in the palace.
This old Taoist, similar to the dharma body Qiao Mu saw at the Zhong Province Great Dao Sect entrance before, only had a much more powerful aura.
Previously, Qiao Mu’s actual body fought against the dharma body of the Great Dao Sect’s leader.
Although Qiao Mu’s actual body was temporarily trapped by the illusion array, it was because the ancient formations left by the Great Dao Sect were truly remarkable.
The leader of the Great Dao Sect was not very strong, compared to the Blood Lotus Sect Leader that Qiao Mu fought before.
So when the leader of the Great Dao Sect’s spiritual body was exposed, Qiao Mu used a powerful physical body and was able to defeat him.
But now, the situation is different.
It was a flesh clone over five thousand years old fighting against the leader of the Great Dao Sect.
"What? So calm and composed?"
Without saying a word, Qiao Xin swiftly moved his body, releasing dense energy from the pores on his back, and using the Heavenly Dragon Eight Steps to dash away.
When he was over five thousand years old and heading to the Western Province, Qiao Mu didn’t know Ex-human Transformation.
But now, he is actually 11,385 years old Qiao Mu, controlling his body from over five thousand years ago, using the same martial arts techniques.
With a sudden charge, his figure disappeared in place, leaving only a faint white mark behind.
A flash of lightning struck through the body of the leader of the Great Dao Sect, crashing down on the hall.
But in the next moment, the body of the Great Dao Sect shattered and disappeared, and another leader of the Great Dao Sect emerged from the corner.
"Ignorant martial artist, how could you understand the profound ways of immortality?"
The leader of the Great Dao Sect smiled slightly.
In his hands, there was an ancient bronze mirror and a crimson seal, emitting a faint light.
The immortal way has been passed down since ancient times, flourishing to the extreme over the long years.
They had long learned to draw on the strengths of all things, turning them into weapons in their hands.
The combat strength of an immortal cultivator includes not only their cultivation level, but also the combat spells they have mastered.
Magical treasures, elixirs, formations, Taoist soldiers… these tools in the hands of cultivators can easily enable them to defeat those with higher cultivation levels, and even kill enemies from other realms.
The difference between the true self of the Great Dao Sect’s leader and the dharma body is not just about their magical powers.
The dharma body can only rely on the advantage of the terrain to defend itself. If it loses the cover of the formation and is sensed by Qiao Mu, it will naturally have no way out.
As the leader of the Great Dao Sect in Zhong Province, the key is the treasure that he brought out from the Great Dao Sect, the Town Teaching Treasure.
The true self of the leader of the Great Dao Sect not only has the Town Teaching Treasure, the Meteorite Fire Mark of the Great Dao Sect, but also a Tianwu Mirror.
Both of these are treasures refined by the Supreme Elder of the Mahayana Stage in ancient times. In this era of declining spiritual energy, they are already rare treasures that cannot be refined anymore.
Qi refining, Foundation Building, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Soul Changing, harmonization, Great Vehicle.
In an era of declining spiritual energy, even with the help of the Incense Symbol of Divine Fire, at most one can only break through to the Soul Changing Stage.
Whether it’s a cultivator at the Mahayana Stage or a treasure at the Mahayana Stage, they cannot avoid losing their original power.
However, in the hands of the leader of the Great Dao Sect at the later stage of Soul Changing, it is still a treasured item that is enough to dominate this realm.
Meteorite Fire Mark is the most prized possession of the Great Dao Sect, with endless attacking powers; Tianwu Mirror is the most prized possession of the Xuantian Sect, once used by the Xuantian Taoist Lord to deceive others and secretly take away Emperor Yonghe.
The current leader of the Great Dao Sect now has two prized possessions, in contrast to the dharma body in the Zhong Province before, showing a huge difference.
"Meteorite Fire Mark, rise!"
In a moment where Qiao Xin Ex-human Transformation missed, the leader of the Great Dao Sect made a move.
He let go of the Meteorite Fire Mark from his hand, and it rapidly grew in size in the air, turning into a huge seal that almost covered the entire palace, leaving no room to escape.
A vast shadow filled the surroundings, as the seal pressed down, with flickering flames on its surface, leaving small shining lights in the air like fireflies.
"Blood Meat Oven."
Qiao Xin’s body suddenly expanded rapidly, swinging his fists like the wind towards the incoming huge seal.
Despite thousands of years of mighty true strength hitting the seal, it only slightly slowed down for a moment, then with an unstoppable force, it pressed down horizontally.
"Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method!"
Qiao Xin shouted loudly, his true strength rapidly expanding multiple times, causing the Meteorite Fire Mark to reverse and a corner of the palace to collapse.
"You dare to come and kill me even though you are so weak?"
In the shocked gaze of the Great Dao Sect sect leader, Qiao Xin’s punch struck down, blood splattered, and he died and faded away completely.
As Qiao Xin exited the palace, he saw the leaders of the other four major Immortal Gates had also arrived, surrounding the palace from all directions.
Below, amidst the raging sea of fire, martial artists cried out in the flames and lightning.
Qiao Xin’s eyes unfocused, he ran towards a corner of the battlefield.
There, a round and fat big cat lay in a pool of blood, its limbs limp and fur stained with blood.
Qiao Xin struggled to lift the fat cat, half-carrying its body, but the cat’s round belly still oozed out from between his fingers. He roared to the sky:
"No!"
Amidst the fluttering snowflakes, Qiao Xin’s arrogance soared higher.
In his fury, he broke through fifty-six realms on the spot, then raised his hand to conjure four consecutive giant True Strength palms, like endless crashing waves.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Four figures burst into bloody light, and the five Immortal Sect Leaders all perished.
"Senior Qiao is invincible in the world, Senior Qiao is the strongest!"
"Not even the sect leader of the Nine Immortal Gates can match our senior, who will surely unify the martial arts world and dominate the land and rivers!"
"The strongest person on earth has appeared!"
Despite the praise, Qiao Xin, with a cold heart, listened expressionlessly, feeling only exhaustion.
He still remembers his original intention, and spent several years continuing to teach martial arts to the people in the village.
During these years, he went on many expeditions, leading the expanding group of Peach Blossom Village martial artists to eliminate the remaining Immortal Gates one by one.
However, when Qiao Xin returned to the palace after several years and saw the Founding Emperor Yan, who had lived for three hundred years, he found him extremely annoying.
"In this day and age, still being a feudal emperor, having a way to die, I shall kill you!"
With a loud bang, Founding Emperor Yan turned into a puddle of blood.
Qiao Xin then tried to sit on the dragon throne, deep in thought:
"Fortunes change. Why do I have to compete with myself? After practicing martial arts for thousands and tens of thousands of years, can’t I just relax and enjoy life?"
As the Martial Emperor ascended to the throne, working diligently to govern, bringing peace to the four seas, it was a cause for joy and celebration.
Qiao Xin sat in the palace, year after year passed, yet he still did not age, hundreds or thousands of years went by without changing his appearance. It seemed as if he would rule forever, becoming the eternal Martial Emperor guarding the mortal realm.
For decades and centuries like the blink of an eye, with just a few words, time passed by, and eventually the people of Jiu Province felt afraid.
"Emperor Wu, even if you are immortal and the greatest warrior in the world, you should still have the desires of an ordinary person," said Minister Wang Songhe.
"In ancient times, emperors had three thousand concubines in their harem, with whom they had children. Otherwise, their reign could be considered a failure," Minister Wang Songhe explained.
Qiao Xin agreed with Minister Wang Songhe’s words.
"Bring the minister’s wife to my harem, and change his son’s surname to Qiao!" commanded Qiao Xin.
In Minister Wang Songhe’s shocked and despairing gaze, Qiao Xin burst into wicked laughter.
Chuckling to himself, as the main character in the book "The Hedgehog Cat Nantong Literature Master," women could only affect his sword-fighting speed. Wang Songhe was trying to ruin his image, which was truly despicable!
"Bring in three thousand women to my harem? Am I such a common man?"
With a grand gesture, Qiao Xin commanded:
"Bring people, let the folk choose from three thousand women as concubines, to raise three thousand breeds of cats for Us, demanding they be delicate, affectionate, non-shedding, and not smelly when pooping."
Under the imperial decree, a grand feline raising movement swept through Jiu Province.
After undergoing centuries of targeted breeding, familiar breeds from memories started to emerge.
There were tall and slender, gentle yet strange Maine Coon cats, also beautiful and delicate, like dolls for squeezing Ragdoll cats, and there were silly, round-faced, short-legged ditzy beauty American Shorthair cats…
Qiao Xin sometimes wildly played with the cats, sometimes snuggling and laughing, sometimes diving into their bellies for a cuddle, sometimes rolling around with them on the bed, living an unrestrained life.
However, sometimes in the quiet of the night, he would occasionally remember the fat cat that looked like an ordinary stray cat that he had raised many years ago.
The almost flat and round belly, the warm touch of soft belly fat spilling out from between his fingers, were the moonlight he would never see again.
"Lost love, eyes witnessing decay!" He once again howled to the sky:
"No matter how many years it takes, I will breed another one like you through targeted breeding…"
"Living forever not to become immortal, but to wait for your return in the mortal world…"
Heavy snow falling, Qiao Xin lay down on a 200-square-meter palace bed, surrounded by seventy to eighty lovely and charming cats.
And he showed no expression, "That’s about enough."
He reached out his finger, poking at his own forehead, with a cold smile on his lips.
"Leaving aside everything else, there is indeed one thing too fake in this illusion."
He mockingly said:
"How could I possibly live peacefully for hundreds of years in this world full of people who behave like animals?"
The illusion in front of him rippled like water waves, then quickly changed, eventually transforming into that familiar battlefield.
Qiao Xin lay down on the ground, his body twisted and bleeding, surrounded by the scent of soil, with a partly collapsed golden palace overhead showing through a hole.
The leader of the Great Dao Sect used two magical treasures at the same time. As the Meteorite Fire Mark attacked, he found himself trapped in a dream created by the Tianwu Mirror.
At that moment, the leader of the Great Dao Sect was puzzled.
The Tianwu Mirror, a magical treasure crafted by a Mahayana cultivator, could affect cultivators of the same level. It was supposed to immerse Qiao Xin in a dream-like illusion reflecting his inner desires.
However, Qiao Xin’s illusion was fragmented and confusing, making onlookers question his mental state.
"Although I didn’t keep him in the illusion for long, the brief time was enough," the leader said.
Holding the mirror in his left hand and the Meteorite Fire Mark in his right hand, the leader of the Great Dao Sect flew out of the celestial palace.
He aimed the Tianwu Mirror at himself, creating a phantom that looked exactly like him, holding the Meteorite Fire Mark.
"Again!"
The Meteorite Fire Mark flew from his hand, rapidly expanding as it collided in the air before descending with force from the sky.
Not only that, but in the Tianwu Mirror, one after another sect leader’s phantom appeared, and one after another Meteorite Fire Mark fell from the sky, almost blocking out the sun.
Qiao Xin took a deep breath, activated the Blood Meat Oven again, and his body swelled almost tens of times its size.
However, these Meteorite Fire Marks were originally treasures of the Mahayana cultivators, weighing over thousands of pounds each, scorching hot like fire. Wherever they went, even the sky seemed to ignite, turning the clouds into a crimson color.
Although it was already dusk, the sun had set, and it was nighttime, at this moment it was like a fire burning in the sky, with shooting stars falling.
Qiao Xin threw punch after punch, unleashing his immense True strength from within without reserve, while his majestic blood and energy continuously repaired his damaged body with the Shape Changing Skill.
Despite being over ten thousand years old in consciousness, his physical body was still at around five thousand years old.
Faced with the two treasures of the Great Dao Sect’s sect leader, he was somewhat at a loss.
Just as he managed to shatter a Meteorite Fire Mark illusion, the next moment another Meteorite Fire Mark fell behind him, almost grazing his arm, the scorching heat instantly burning through his muscles and bones.
Qiao Mu’s path as a martial artist focused on channeling great power into himself, not relying too much on external objects, not even weapons.
His martial arts skills had reached a level where even plucking leaves or flowers could harm others, as a single blade of grass could be turned into a sharp sword.
Even without a single blade of grass, he could transform tangible True strength into a sword.
But the cultivator could not do the same.
Throughout endless ages, cultivators have mastered countless ways to control external objects.
Even a cultivator with less refined skills, as long as they have enough elixirs and treasures, can easily surpass others of similar cultivation levels.
A cultivator without treasures like elixirs, or unable to bring out hidden treasures in time, is like a tiger with dull claws.
The Great Dao Sect leader, holding various treasures, sat calmly on the palace pulled by eight flying horses, commanding countless Taoist soldiers who could summon meteors and illusions with a wave of their hands, creating a scene like the end of the world.
Despite Qiao Xin struggling to endure, he did not die.
One of the reasons for this was his vigorous blood and qi, accumulated over five thousand years of martial arts practice.
As for the second reason, it actually falls into the hands of the leader of the Great Dao Sect.
By now, the name of the Qiao family has become famous throughout the Jiu Province.
Even the leader of the Nine Heavenly Immortal Gates sect, and some Supreme Elders who reside in the Cave Heaven Small World, have heard of the reputation of the Qiao family.
Three Immortal Gates have already been destroyed for underestimating the Qiao family.
Xuantian Taoist Lord from Xuantian Sect was killed by the second Qiao family member who sought revenge and "teleported" after killing one member of the Qiao family.
Therefore, even the methods of the Xuantian Sect’s leader could not defend against the surprise attacks of the Qiao family’s martial arts, as they could not foresee them with their divine senses.
Though Xuantian Taoist Lord was indeed a defeated underling of the leader of the Great Dao Sect…
As the Immortal Sect Leader, he naturally acted cautiously and would not dismiss this threat, choosing to test whether he could defend against the next teleporting attack from a Qiao family member with his own life.
Qiao Xin will naturally kill.
But he won’t kill at this moment.
The other four Taoist Lords are about to arrive, and he won’t act recklessly, letting hatred cloud his judgment at this time.
A moment later.
The leader of the Great Dao Sect suddenly felt something, looked towards the distant sky, and smiled, saying:
"Has the friend from Long Life Gate arrived? Why not come over for a chat?"
Amidst the flashing rainbow light, Immortal Boats broke through the sky, with the leader of Long Life Gate in the lead.
The leader of Long Life Gate scanned the battlefield with his divine sense and saw Qiao Xin struggling to hold on, nodded approvingly in response.
Excellent.
Long Life Gate and Soul Predicting Path have always been on good terms. Therefore, when the usually amicable Soul Predicting Path inexplicably disappeared from the world, even neglecting the incense temples, the members of Long Life Gate, including the Supreme Elder, were filled with doubts.
So when he came this time, it was mainly to test things out.
If the situation is difficult, he will definitely consider it carefully.
But obviously, things are going very smoothly now, so he won’t miss the chance to attack.
Just as he started to think about it, the leader of Long Life Gatesect felt that something was different in the atmosphere.
He looked down and saw that the battlefield, which had just been intense, seemed to quiet down as the Long Life Gate people approached.
Being a crafty old fox of a leader, Long Life Gatesect leader quickly understood:
"They are being cautious of our Long Life Gate."
He wasn’t surprised by this reaction.
The Nine Heavenly Immortal Gates are not just allies, they have been enemies for many years.
When it comes to counting, members of the Qiao family are just some recent rising stars among the common people.
The Nine Immortal Gates have been enemies constantly battling each other for thousands of years.
