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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Chu Yang smiled and said, "Brother Qin, look, there are 37 medicinal ingredients here, and most of them are urgently needed! This Nine-Clover Jade-Ganoderma… should be quite difficult to find…"

He frowned and picked up a pen to strike it off, saying, "Although this Nine-Clover Jade-Ganoderma is precious, there's not much benefit to your injury. It's just that… your cultivation seemed to have reached the bottleneck already. I'm thinking… If it can be found, it can be used with other medicines to help to surge against your meridians, which can break the bottleneck… But it's quite troublesome. It's better to strike it off."

Qin Baoshan widened his eyes. Not caring about the severe pain on his right arm, he extended both his hands and held this prescription in his arms, almost making him appear like a robber. Like an old hen guarding her eggs, he shook his head like a rattle, "No, no, no. It's not troublesome. Not troublesome at all…"

Too Big a Harvest