Kill Me More Times, I’ll Become Invincible

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That’s why, over the past few months, more and more old soldiers have been spontaneously visiting the Imperial Capital to meet Hai Wuya, with the number now reaching over two hundred.

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In the past, a hundred thousand soldiers, after forty years, only three hundred remained.

These last three hundred white-headed soldiers were not the strongest in the past army.

But they could be considered the most determined three hundred in spirit.

"Everyone has a scale in their heart."

"That’s right. Those who are afraid of death have long died in the Hundred-mile Desert."

"We were able to leave the desert, relying on the sacrifices of several Qiao family members. Now with Qiao family members fighting ahead, are we going to run away? I can’t do such an inhumane thing."

These old soldiers, though aged, had been war comrades for forty years, very coordinated.

They soon saw through the poor acting of Hai Siyuan and Li Changshi, which made the latter only able to smile bitterly.

"In that case, I won’t act anymore…" Hai Siyuan looked at the more than two hundred old soldiers in front of him and said:

"Can I ask you all to entrust your lives to me tonight?"n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Will you all follow me…to do something very dangerous and rebellious."

Hai Siyuan glanced into the distance, landing on Emperor Yonghe who was standing in front of the Golden Palace watching the battle.

"What are you afraid of?" the white-headed soldiers laughed.

"What are you planning to do?" Hai Wuya frowned deeply.

He was not a soldier, and didn’t quite understand the thoughts of these old soldiers, but he keenly sensed something was amiss.

"Father, you have your ideas, and we have our own choices." Hai Siyuan smiled and said:

"Qiao Shuanggui is in great danger, surrounded by enemies. Even with our strength, we can’t save him. It’s very risky to act recklessly."

"And this last hope rests on the shoulders of the Emperor."

Holding the Emperor hostage.

This is the last hope in Hai Siyuan’s assessment.

It’s not just about saving Qiao Shuanggui, it’s also about settling their grievances.

This last hope is actually very slim. Thinking that holding an Emperor hostage can walk out of the palace safely is too naive.

So when he made this decision, he already had a willingness to sacrifice his life.

While Hai Siyuan was talking to the old soldiers, Hai Wuya kept looking at his own son’s face.

Hai Siyuan was still a young man of twenty when he went to war with the army. Forty years passed by, and when they met again, even his own child had become a man in his sixties.

Despite his old appearance, in Hai Wuya’s heart, he still sees his son as the young soldier from years ago.

Now, he suddenly realized something.

"I have my thoughts, he has his choices… My son has long been a capable ‘General Hai’," Hai Wuya felt proud.

Although he didn’t want to see his eldest son die in the palace, deep inside, he understood that everyone has their own choices, and he couldn’t change Hai Siyuan’s decision.

…………………………….

Suddenly, there was a loud noise.

The Human Emperor Sword clashed with the King Qin Sword, creating a sharp sound as the air rubbed against them, sparks flying and dark yellow and blood red auras colliding.

Qiao Shuanggui’s feet left a long mark as he held the King Qin Golden Body, his hands trembling.

The Shape Changing Skill could be used for emergency treatment of internal injuries, but it was not a full revival, and at this moment Qiao Mu was in a very weak state, nearing the end of his strength.

Even the King Qin Golden Body in his hand felt too heavy to hold, it was really weighty.

When Yan Shenji returned to his youthful appearance, he became even more powerful than before.

Since turning a hundred, Qiao Mu has been relying on his advanced age and profound skills to deal with enemies. This is the first martial artist Qiao Mu has encountered who can match, or even surpass him, in internal strength.

"The ancestors are truly the guiding light of my Great Yan Royal Family." Emperor Yonghe couldn’t help but admire as he watched the battle.

Looking back now, he realized that Yan Shenji had long revealed clues. His demeanor and presence were unmatched by any elderly martial artist who had never been an emperor.

The most obvious was the phrase the ancestors had mentioned several times:

A sovereign should be strong and powerful.

In translation, it means that a person with a powerful fist should naturally be a sovereign.

There are only two kinds of people who dare to say this phrase.

The first type of people are rebels, they don’t respect the king’s authority and want to go against it.

The second type is the emperor… no, the emperor won’t do.

Emperor Yonghe didn’t think he could say such things. He inherited the throne from his ancestors. As an emperor, he believed in the divine right of kings and the legitimacy and sacredness of his rule, not just having power.

The second type of people who dare to speak like this are successful rebels who became the first emperors of a new kingdom.

The founding emperor who overthrew the old dynasty and conquered Jiu Province with his strength had the right to say such things.

Yan Shenji, as an "ancestor of the royal family," repeatedly saying these things in front of Emperor Yonghe was very inappropriate.

Even if they were royal relatives, speaking such words in front of the emperor was like asking for trouble. Throughout history, there were royal relatives who rebelled against the emperor. Speaking like this showed disrespect towards the emperor and proof of rebellion.

However, educating future emperors with the mindset of a founding emperor was acceptable. This was like advising them that their power came from strength and they needed to improve themselves.

At that time, Emperor Yonghe didn’t think deeply, thinking only about his ancestor’s high status and pride.

"It’s strange that I didn’t notice it earlier in the darkness under the lamp," Emperor Yonghe shook his head with a sigh.

If only I had known that Yan Shenji was the founding emperor of Great Yan, and had such strong power, then why would he need to be so cautious and hesitant in his actions?

A powerful royal martial artist called "Yan Shenji" was like a crucial figure for the royal family.

However, the impact that the founding emperor of Great Yan could have far surpassed just being a crucial figure, it was more like a powerful tool that could disrupt the whole world.

"If only our ancestors had told me about this earlier, then the Great Yan Imperial Court might not have reached this unfortunate situation…"

While Emperor Yonghe was pondering on how to play the card of the founding emperor of Great Yan with enthusiasm and caution.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

A Flying Fish Guard of the 1st rank Spiritual Refining Period swiftly flew in front of him and deflected an object cutting through the air.

"There are still assassins? Could there be conspirators?" Emperor Yonghe felt a sudden shock in his heart.

He looked closely and saw that the object chopped down by the Flying Fish Guard fell in front of the palace and turned out to be a small stone sculpture carved in the shape of an ancient city.

"What is this thing? How can a hidden weapon look like this?" The top-ranking Flying Fish Guard frowned.

But at the next moment, a sudden change occurred. The Stone City slowly rotated, and one white-headed soldier after another walked out from it, totaling more than two hundred people.

The first two were Hai Siyuan and Li Changshi, with Hai Wuya also standing among the old soldiers.

Hai Wuya was not highly skilled in martial arts and unable to join the battle, but it was not appropriate to leave him watching from the side, so he appeared together with them.

"There’s an assassin!"

"That person… is Hai Wuya! How did he come out?" The surrounding Flying Fish Guard shouted anxiously.

"Hai Wuya? What are you planning to do?" Emperor Yonghe was shocked and angry, shouting:

"Are you really planning to rebel? You are indeed a traitor!"

He shouted loudly and looked around, feeling a little scared in his heart.

The ten thousand Imperial Guards were injured and the solution seemed far away.

Qiao Shuanggui and Yan Shenji were fighting, keeping bystanders at a distance.

At this moment, Emperor Yonghe had around a hundred Flying Fish Guards by his side.

Among the Flying Fish Guards, there were many experts in spiritual refining who protected the Emperor closely.

Before them stood the experienced white-headed soldiers.

Before Hai Wuya could speak, Hai Siyuan stepped forward and stood in front of his own father, facing Emperor Yonghe in the Golden Luang Palace.

When they exited the Hundred-mile Desert.

Hai Siyuan once ascended the Golden Luang Palace with Qiao Shui from the Qiao family, facing Emperor Yonghe and the civil and military officials.

In one moment, Hai Wuya was a prisoner, and the old soldier who defended the city for forty years had become a traitor.

"Today… why not play the role of a traitor?"

Hai Siyuan drew his sword and stepped forward.

"Your Majesty."

"We have been Great Yan soldiers all our lives, defending the city for forty years without giving up a single inch. We are loyal to Great Yan and to the Emperor."

"And what about you, Your Majesty?"

Hai Siyuan raised his sword and charged forward with over two hundred comrades, engaging in a fierce battle with Emperor Yonghe’s Flying Fish Guard.

They didn’t have much time.

Qiao Shuanggui was running out of arrows, with thousands of Imperial Guards approaching from behind. If they waited any longer, they would surely die!

At this moment, every second counts!

……………..

At the same time.

"Has Hai Wuya been rescued?" Qiao Mu glanced at Hai Wuya and Emperor Yonghe in front of the Golden Palace from the corner of his eye.

"As long as he doesn’t die in punishment and disgrace, then my goal is accomplished."

Although he didn’t understand why Hai Wuya and Hai Siyuan were here, he didn’t have the energy to think more about it.

"Qiao Shuanggui, do you really have accomplices…"

Yan Shenji’s sword struck the King Qin Golden Body, a powerful force that pushed Qiao Mu back several steps.

Then, he lifted the Human Emperor Sword and looked towards Emperor Yonghe.

Emperor Yonghe was attacked by assassins, and the situation was very dangerous.

The Imperial Guards couldn’t break through the encirclement, and the Flying Fish Guard was also short-staffed.

If he didn’t make a move, Emperor Yonghe might really fall into the hands of Hai Siyuan and the others.

However, as the divine needle of the royal family, the founding emperor of Great Yan, he naturally wouldn’t sit idly by while his descendants faced assassination attempts.

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