Kill Me More Times, I’ll Become Invincible

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The fat boss sighed softly at these words.

"Big White, why do you think that as a mere helper, you could receive a Gold Ingot as a reward?"

"Those were all requested by your brother Yang Xiaoqian himself. Even though this restaurant is seemingly managed by me, it’s all to hide it from you."

"That’s quite interesting," Qiao Mu sheathed his long sword and said.

"Gambler Old Yang is a famous gambler far and wide."

"His eldest son, Yang Dabai, works diligently as an assistant at Shanzhen Tower."

"However, the younger son, Yang Xiaoqian, secretly became the behind-the-scenes boss of Shanzhen Tower, keeping his wealth hidden and even deceiving his parents and siblings. It seems like he is unemployed and living with his parents?"

The leader of the Luo family obtained a gold stone, making the whole Luo family wealthy and forming a prosperous clan in the area.

However, Yang Xiaoqian, who was the first to receive the gold stone, kept his wealth hidden and indulged in secretive activities?

"Now, let’s go visit Old Yang family."

Qiao Mu slammed some silver ingots on the table, picked up the fat cat, and left without anyone daring to stop him.

He initially thought the owner of Shanzhen Tower was the fat boss, so naturally, he didn’t need to be polite.

Now it seems that they are just some employees, so there is no need to make things difficult for them.

…………………….

Outside the city, Fengsha Alley.

The Old Yang family was not rich. The husband and wife made a living by selling vegetables, chickens, ducks, and other poultry. They worked hard for their livelihood.

When Old Yang was young, he didn’t gamble. He was diligent and actually saved up a little money.

But as he reached middle age, he saw that selling vegetables couldn’t make much money. And without any other special skills, it seemed like this would be his life.

So, he made a determined decision to enter the gambling scene, hoping to create a better future for his family.

However, as he continued gambling, he almost completely lost everything.

The Old Yang family lived in two small adjacent tile-roofed houses. They were not wealthy, more like living in poverty.

One bigger tile-roofed house was where Old Yang, his wife, and their eldest son Yang Dabai lived.

The smaller tile-roofed house was where their youngest son Yang Xiaoqian lived.

Outside was a small vegetable garden, where several chickens happily ran around. The ground was covered with scattered chicken droppings, and there was a faint smell of it in the air.

"Would someone who has obtained a little treasure be willing to stay in a place like this?"

Qing Li reached out and adjusted her straw hat, looking at Yang Xiaoqian in front of her.

Yang Xiaoqian was a young man around twenty years old, with a short beard on his chin and slightly messy hair. He seemed a bit rugged, completely resembling an ordinary mountain dweller without anything special.

"So, you finding me was quite surprising," said Yang Xiaoqian.

Although Qing Li often helped Qiao Mu feed the animals these days, she never forgot her main purpose for coming to Taotie City – to find the gold.

Her goal was similar to Qiao Mu’s, but a little different.

Qing Li also had the identity of the Feather King, so she was more urgent.

Qiao Mu was only looking for monsters in Golden Village to feed the spirits, so he wasn’t in a rush. He spent several days playing around with the Luo family and their investments.

Their goals were similar but fundamentally different, which is why Qing Li found Yang Xiaoqian before Qiao Mu did.

Qing Li didn’t say anything, she simply lifted the wooden bed in the house with her hand.

With powers far beyond human limits, Qing Li casually lifted the whole bed in front of Yang Xiaoqian’s astonished eyes, revealing a pile of gold bars underneath.

Not only that, Qing Li also noticed a hidden compartment on the floor. When she opened it, she found two small boxes inside.

Inside the two small boxes were stacks of silver, although not a large amount. Each box had a few hundred pieces of silver.

"With so much gold, why not treat yourself better?" Qing Li asked.

Yang Xiaoqian frowned, seeming displeased with the question.

"This is just where I sleep at night. I have my own ways of entertainment when I go out during the day, you need not worry," he replied.

Qing Li nodded in understanding.

"That’s even stranger. Even if you don’t show off wealth, it’s not normal to stay in a place like this for three years."

"And your parents and siblings are all poor, right? Why not help them a little? After all, you have some treasure."

This question seemed to anger Yang Xiaoqian, and he interrupted angrily, saying:

"This is my private matter, why are you inquiring so much about it?"

"You just want to know about Golden Village from me, right? I can tell you." After witnessing the woman’s strange power, Yang Xiaoqian willingly revealed the truth:

"Golden Village is fake, I made it up to deceive people and make them believe in it."

"The actual truth is that outside the city, there is an abandoned God of Wealth’s Temple… The Wealth God is a compassionate deity who can’t bear to see people suffer."

"Just go in front of the Wealth God statue, cry and roll on the ground in poverty, and the Wealth God will give you a Gold Transforming Stone."

Qing Li nodded, but still stood there without moving.

"I’m curious… Your family lives in a small house, even your brother Yang Dabai lives with your parents under the same roof." she asked.

"It’s reasonable that you keep your golden stones hidden. It’s wise to keep wealth private."

"You live with your family under one roof, pretending to be poor for three years, without helping your own parents. Why is that?"

"Why are you so talkative?" Yang Xiaoqian said angrily.

"My brother works at Shenzhen Tower as a helper, earned gold as reward, how much does it cost to build a house with that money?"

"It’s his own choice to be stingy, to save up and sleep in the same room with my parents. It’s his decision, not my business."

"You like meddling in other people’s business? Didn’t I tell you where the golden stones came from?"

"Because I’m a hypocrite, I enjoy interfering in others’ family matters." Qing Li said expressionlessly.

"Tell me quickly, or I’ll punish you."

After finishing speaking, she raised the iron spear in her hand and placed it across Yang Xiaoqian’s throat.

The tip of the spear pierced Yang Xiaoqian’s skin, the cold sharp metal causing his mind to go blank, a trickle of blood flowing from the wound.

"I said… don’t move!" Yang Xiaoqian cursed silently in his heart, but dared not speak a word of complaint.

At that moment, footsteps could be heard outside the house.

The first to approach was Qiao Mu, with a fat cat on his shoulder and a different expression on his face.

Following closely behind were the inn worker Yang Dabai, as well as the gambler Old Yang and his wife.

Qiao Mu had originally intended for Yang Dabai to lead the way to the Old Yang family, but as they passed by the gambling den, they encountered Old Yang and his wife.

Upon entering, Qiao Mu saw Qing Li threatening Yang Xiaoqian with the spear, surrounded by shining gold and silver treasures in the room, the scene truly dazzling.

"This…" Old Yang and his wife’s eyes widened in shock.

They looked around at the room filled with gold and silver, then glanced at Qing Li holding a long spear…

Qing Li, wearing a hat that obscured her face, emitted an aura that kept people at a distance. Even without speaking, she exuded a subtle sense of authority.

This kind of person obviously has a high status and position, not someone his own son can afford to provoke.

And all this gold and silver in the house… Clearly not something their own son owned.

"So much gold and silver…" Mrs. Yang suddenly felt weak in the knees:

"Xiao Qian, did you steal this noble’s gold and silver, and were forced to come here?"

"Sir… my son didn’t mean to steal…"

"Mother, be quiet!" Yang Xiaoqian’s face slightly turned red, angrily saying:

"This gold and silver is rightfully mine, not stolen or snatched, all acquired by me in a legitimate way… anyway, it belongs to me."

After Yang Xiaoqian spoke up, Yang’s mother almost started crying, holding Old Yang’s hand and almost kneeling down in front of Qing Li.

"Son, tell the truth now. You didn’t steal or rob… Did you win that money at the gambling house?" Old Yang guessed.

Yang Xiaoqian’s parents found his words quite distressing.

Before he could even speak, his parents accused him of stealing money and being a gambler.

With all the gold and silver in the room now exposed to his parents, Yang Xiaoqian realized he couldn’t keep hiding the truth.

Especially with Qing Li standing nearby, holding a spear and threatening him.

Feeling frustrated, Yang Xiaoqian coldly said to Qing Li:

"You are always eager for gossip, here is the truth."

"Outside Taotie City, there is a God of Wealth’s Temple."

"After we started to believe in the immortals of Yunxiao Sect, this God of Wealth’s Temple was abandoned and no one visited it."

"A few years ago, I happened to visit the God of Wealth’s Temple and stopped by to pray for great wealth and fortune… I was surprised to hear the Money God actually speaking."

"The Money God said that while money is a good thing, people’s greed is like an insatiable monster, a bottomless pit."

"If he were to fulfill my wish and give me endless gold, it might not be a good thing for me…"

"Of course, I didn’t believe his words, so I earnestly asked the Money God to show kindness… and he actually gave me a piece of gold nugget. But he also made me promise: to tell the other poor people in the city about the Money God’s matter and let them come to get a piece of gold nugget too."

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PS: In this book, one or two silver coins = 1000 units of money.

This setting was actually mentioned in the previous Heyang City section, but I guess everyone forgot… I roughly checked beforehand, and the purchasing power of silver coins varied from a few hundred to several thousand units of money in different dynasties. Sometimes, one or two silver coins even equaled five or six thousand units of money.

So, when writing about Qiao Mu cheating ten thousand silver coins from the Luo family, it was quite a dilemma.

If Qiao Mu lied about ten million dollars, it wouldn’t be that serious since he is from a mountain tribe, so it’s not very reasonable.

But if we say Qiao Mu only got a few thousand silver coins, that number is too small and makes him seem petty… that won’t work either.

Maybe it’s the influence of TV shows or novels, where there are tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of silver coins flying around, making silver coins seem less valuable.

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