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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This state of affairs lasted for almost twenty days.

The pampered Young Masters didn't return to their respective homes even on the New Year's Eve… all for the sake of the sword. They were worried about one thing, [What if we leave today, and the sword appears tomorrow?]

The best decision in this situation would obviously be to stay there till the end, and wait for the others to leave.

However, some clans went back home; the first ones to do so were the Dong Clan, Luo Clan, and Ji Clan. Many other clans chose not to go back, and continued to remain standstill.

This caused a great deal of trouble for Diwu Qingrou.

He would need to appease this gang of 'second generation little ancestors' all day long. This weighed him down with anxiety. He felt as if there were a hundred knots of worry inside his intestines.

Diwu Qingrou’s purge