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.
This is Diwu Qingrou!
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"Command them to issue a circular in Du Shi Qing's name. Get in touch with the aristocratic clan sects which used to favor Du Shi Qing! Keep in mind the things we have agreed upon; you have to say exactly the same to them!"
Diwu Qingrou spoke with confidence, "This will not decide the outcome of war. However, we will obtain a lot of manpower. That will greatly strengthen us!"
"Also, spread this rumor — Du Shi Qing has gone missing… Do you know how?" Diwu Qingrou was talking idly about important matters as he organized the plans.
He contemplated and realized that it would be very difficult to win this war even if his wisdom, and Great Zhao's manpower and resources were put to use.
[I must win… no matter what.]
He was engrossed in his little smug moment. Suddenly, he noticed that Jing Menghun's complexion had turned pale. His body was also shivering slightly, while his forehead was covered in cold sweat.