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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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Wind Fox Acknowledges its Master!

Éditeur: Novel Saga

It was a very tough job for these Supreme Experts to coax this disciple. They were improvising tricks to amuse a child… But, it seemed to be considerably more difficult for both of these ten-thousand-year-old freaks…

"This isn't good!" Ning Tianya rushed forward as he worried himself sick. He then pushed Bu Liuqing to stumble aside without any trace of politeness. Then, he squatted down, "Come with me. I have more fun stuff in my place than he does."

"But, I don't want to go anywhere…" Mo Qingwu timidly replied. She somehow hated to part with the Purple Crystal figurine. But, she still handed it over to Bu Liuqing.

"It's a present for you," Bu Liuqing affably insisted, "Keep it. He-he… I have plenty of those back home."

"Really?" Mo Qingwu blinked and asked.

"Of course!" Bu Liuqing replied in a serious tone. He secretly felt proud of himself. It seemed as if half of his work to get this disciple was done.