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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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Chu Yang's Impulsiveness!

"Hahaha…" Mo Cheng Yu laughed, "This little girl knows that men and women should not be together… Alright, Uncle Chu Yang and I will give you some privacy by going outside to talk. If you feel any sort of discomfort, do not hesitate to call me right away."

He turned toward Chu Yang, "Brother Chu, let's go outside and talk."

After he said that, he was shocked. It was as though he saw something that he clearly did not expect to see. After a moment, he asked, "Brother Chu, what's wrong with your face?"

Chu Yang weakly rolled his eyes and thought: What's wrong with my face? My wife just called me uncle and treated me like one! The fact that I am not killing myself right here is already something…

"Was little miss's wound treated by Du Shi Qing? What did he say?" Mo Cheng Yu's brows twisted as he sat with Chu Yang on the steps; his heart was heavily burdened.