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Transcending the Nine Heavens

Chapter 331: Who Says There Are No Regrets in This Life? 🤔

Published: March 7, 2025

Chapter 331: Who Says There Are No Regrets in This Life?

"Disappeared... It has been... should be... about half a month..." The man stammered, "Even the ones monitoring... have... have disappeared too..."

"Scum!" Jing Menghun suddenly stood up, kicking the table aside, and shouted angrily, "A bunch of useless fools! A bunch of..."

He paced back and forth in the room, roaring like a tiger trapped in a cage, his face twisted with rage and hostility.

After circling back, he realized the guy was still there. Anger surged within him, and he slapped the man with a resounding crack, scolding, "Do you know how annoying you look? Get lost!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man's head flew off, blood gushing from his neck. In his fury, he had hit too hard and decapitated the man…

"…” Jing Menghun charged out like a furious dragon, cursing all the way, "Find him for me! Investigate thoroughly! Even if we have to dig three hundred feet into the ground in Great Zhao, find him for me!"

Everyone around, witnessing the crazy demeanor of the first throne, shivered in fear. None dared to breathe too loudly.

"Investigate, investigate, investigate..." Jing Menghun shouted toward the heavens in despair, "You damned... Ah... who the hell are you…"

His words carried almost all his elemental force, echoing far and wide.

Within that voice, the extreme frustration, gloom, rage, and a near-hysteria resonated, prompting all who heard to sigh heavily: What happened to this child that would cause him to make such a sound? Even if one stripped naked in the army's horse stable and fed a thousand horses aphrodisiacs, it couldn't evoke such sorrow.

Chu Yang was meticulously applying makeup in front of a mirror. Jun Luolu and Young Master Wei stood on either side, watching as his current appearance gradually transformed into another person. They couldn't help but marvel at the seamlessness of the disguise.

Before them stood a man appearing to be in his forties, complete with the wear and tear of life's hardships reflected in his features, and the passage of time evident in his gaze! The subtle sorrow that slipped out when he wasn’t paying attention, and the faint sense of loss and nostalgia when he looked back at the past years…

Even Jun Luolu, seeing it suddenly, would believe it was indeed Jun Qingyang standing in front of her.

As for the real 'Jun Qingyang,' after Chu Yang completed his disguise, he immediately dressed as a burly man with a thick beard and left the ship, disappearing into the vast sea of people…

His task was merely to show his face; afterward, he could return to the Middle Three Heavens! Now in the Lower Three Heavens, Jun Qingyang had only one goal—regardless of whether it was real or not, he was indeed real!

The three of them sat around a table, celebrating with drinks.

"Qingyang, I didn't expect you had this skill," Young Master Wei said, raising his cup and looking at Chu Yang with a half-smile, "How did you feign the weariness between your brows? Teach me."

"It's simple..." Chu Yang replied with a bitter smile after downing a cup of wine, "All you need is to experience a final parting with your beloved, where your beloved dies in your arms... Then, be betrayed by your closest brother, leading to your own demise. Carry those memories and live this life again... I guarantee even if you are an infant, you will have a sense of weariness in your eyes."

"Ha..." Young Master Wei laughed until he cried, bending over in delight, "Die once? Live again? Ha... I really didn't expect that you could tell such jokes."

"But this really allows one to grasp the flavors of life." Chu Yang's serious expression only elicited another burst of laughter from Young Master Wei. No one would believe such matters.

For instance, if one day a friend suddenly stood before us saying, "Hey, buddy, I have been reborn! I remember you were begging for food in your last life..." I don’t know how everyone would react, but I would immediately grab a physical copy of Pride of the Nine Heavens and slam it down until it killed him: "...Do you think you are Chu Yang?"