Transcending The Nine Heavens

Transcending The Nine Heavens

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(I do not own the story nor translated the story.All credits goes to the author) 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, the elder brother of his beloved. 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!
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