Transcending the Nine Heavens

Finally, no longer chasing after heads, Wang Sanniu laughed wildly, “I’ve avenged you! I’ve avenged you! Hahaha… I’ve avenged you! Father, Mother, Elder Brother and Sister-in-law, Second Brother and Sister-in-law; Father-in-law and Mother-in-law, Xiangxiang… did you see? I avenged you all! I’ve avenged your blood!”

He shouted, laughed, and tears streamed down his scarred face.

Then, he raised the knife.

“Great vengeance achieved! There’s nothing left to worry about in this life, benefactor! Thank you! If there is an afterlife, Sanniu is willing to be your ox and horse in return! But now, benefactor, please leave this place quickly! I killed Li Mingyue, everyone saw it, it was I who killed Li Mingyue!” Wang Sanniu shouted, then swung the knife fiercely towards his own neck.

This strike was so powerful that it could definitely chop off his own head!

No one doubted this!

Many people closed their eyes in despair, unable to bear to watch!

Clang!

At the last moment, Chu Yang blocked Wang Sanniu’s fatal strike with his palm.

“Do you want to die?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“I…” Wang Sanniu was bewildered, “Benefactor, what use is there for me to live? What can I do? The world is so vast, where is there a place for me?”

Chu Yang sneered, “Committing suicide is nothing but the act of a coward! As long as you’re still alive, how can you be of no use?”

Wang Sanniu was in tears, “All my family members died due to me! I… even if I force myself to live on, it’s merely to give the Li family an outlet for their anger; I’m really of no use alive…”

Chu Yang said lightly, “Wang Sanniu, the reason you’ve encountered such a tragic fate is ultimately because… you are not strong enough! If you were as strong as I am, or even just as strong as Li Mingyue… he wouldn’t dare to bully you like this!”

“If you die, your family line will be completely severed!”

“Are you really going to let both of your family lines be completely cut off, to the point of not having descendants?” Chu Yang asked.

“I don’t want to! But what can I do?” Wang Sanniu’s eyes widened, filled with grief and powerlessness.

“Follow me. I will make you live!” A cold light flashed in Chu Yang’s eyes, “In this world, there are far too many people whose experiences are as tragic as yours, or even more so. Perhaps, you can stop those tragedies.”

“I… I can stop them!? How is that possible…” Wang Sanniu mumbled to himself, “What power do I have to stop anything?”

“I will give you that power!” Chu Yang said.

“Then, I, Wang Sanniu, will dedicate my remaining life to my benefactor!” Wang Sanniu turned over and knelt, knocking his head on the ground, tears flowing as he said, “I’ve thought about it. Such a great kindness from my benefactor, I have no way to repay. Even if I die by biting the enemy’s flesh, I have no regrets!”

“I don’t need you to die, I need you to live, to live long.” Chu Yang said softly, “Let me change your name. From now on, don’t call yourself Wang Sanniu anymore. Sanniu will be your nickname, your memory; from here on out, you will be called… ‘Wang Dao’.”

“Wang Dao?” Wang Sanniu repeated softly.

“Wang Dao, the sword of the king; when the king is angry, the sword strikes! When the sword strikes, blood flows for thousands of miles, and the bodies of the enemies lie across the world!” Chu Yang said emphatically, “Although it’s a bit late, as long as you’re willing to work hard, I will still make you a true king’s sword! A sword that sweeps away the injustices of the world!”

“Wang Dao is willing to be shattered and follow my benefactor!” Wang Sanniu, no, Wang Dao knelt on one knee. With his life and the souls of his avenged relatives still lingering in the sky, he made a vow: “Wang Dao, from now on, will be the sword of my king!”

Chu Yang was stunned.

He didn’t expect this rough man to grasp such profound meaning on his own!

Is it fate? Or is it coincidence?