Feng Ling Tian Xia

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.

Novel Saga 

Atlas Studios

Transcending the Nine Heavens

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The newly appointed third brother Ji Mo fell to the ground with his legs twitching. His swollen face like that of a pig… However, he still continued to keep up appearances as he splayed himself onto the ground as he said, "Luo Kedi and Rui Butong, hurry over here and massage third brother… Oooh… this bastard's moves are so cruel…"

At the same time, big brother Chu was finally done with his cultivation and stood up. The moment he saw what was going on, he was stunned momentarily. He then asked, "This… What happened?"

All he saw was Luo Kedi tightly holding onto his cloak. At the waist, there was a sash fashioned from vines. At the bottom where the cloak ended, two white legs peeked out. He appeared no different from a peasant who was about to go into the mountains to gather wood.

On the other hand, Ji Mo's face was red and purple all over. Despite the bruises which covered his body, he was smiling with joy…

We Will Stay Like This!