Transcending the Nine Heavens
Chu Yang, the Ninth Master of the Nine Tribulations Sword, sacrificed almost everything he had for the sake of improving his martial arts, including the love of his life. After spending three years locating the fifth fragment of the Nine Tribulations Sword, he was ambushed by all sides at that very place. Mortally injured with no means of escape, Chu Yang executed a sacrificial technique by plunging the Nine Tribulations Sword into his very own heart. “With the blood of my heart, ten thousand tribulations will collapse!” After witnessing the death of all his ambushers, Chu Yang’s vision began to darken. At a distance, moments before his death, he saw the mastermind who had plotted his downfall — Mo Tian Ji. With that, his eyes finally closed. However, with a start, Chu Yang once again awoke to find that he had returned to when he was sixteen years of age! Furthermore, the Sword Spirit of the Nine Tribulations Sword now resided within his Dantian, the energy center of his body! From that very moment, Chu Yang would then begin to right all of his past regrets, and carve his very own legend by fulfilling his destiny as the final Master of the Nine Tribulations Sword, and defeating the Heavenly Devils beyond the realm of the Nine Heavens Continent.
I'm Sure We'll Meet Again Someday. It’s A Deal!
Editor: Novel Saga
The golden color in this Purple Crystal jade bottle was exactly the same as the glittering color that had surrounded Tan Tan. The people that had been present in that dark forest in the Middle Three Heavens would've certainly been amazed to discover this if they had been here.
It was almost the break of dawn. Diwu Qingrou slowly walked to the front of the window. Then, he pulled it open… He breathed directly into the oncoming twilight breeze. But, his face remained insipid, calm, and collected.
He remained standing still like that for a long time in the face of the blowing wind. After that, he finally turned around, and took the Purple Crystal jade bottle from the desk. Then, he put it into his bosom, and walked out.
Diwu Qingrou's tall and carefree silhouette appeared outside a small and hidden courtyard after some time. This place was obviously heavily-guarded.