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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.

Feng Ling Tian Xia · Oriental
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Who's Pushing the Tide

Editor: Atlas Studios

There was no satisfaction, but only heaviness on Diwu Qingrou's face.

"The strength right now is still much inferior to Chu Yang's Nine Tribulations brothers." Diwu Qingrou placed his hands behind his back and walked about in the tent slowly. He thought to himself, "I still need to continue applying pressure… Though Lan Mofeng is leaning to my side temporarily, he's forced to do so by the situation, for his own protection. Strictly speaking, he cannot be considered part of my own power…"

"For the rest of the people, it's easy to segregate and threaten them to obedience. But to completely have their loyalty, it's almost impossible." Diwu Qingrou thought about it, pacing.

There was mist in the air, and a black figure suddenly appeared in the tent, standing silently behind Diwu Qingrou.

Diwu Qingrou's expression did not change, as though he didn't notice it; he was still pacing. Yet he asked softly, "Why did you help me?"