Published: March 8, 2025
CHAPTER TEXT:
Early morning.
The large group began to descend the mountain.
Chu Yang, full of spring breeze and ambition, bid farewell to his brothers. Everyone patted each other on the shoulder, laughing and joking.
The crowd gradually moved away.
Silence returned between heaven and earth.
By the Desperate Lake, everything was clean. Not even a hint of blood remained.
Snow began to drift down from the sky again.
Chu Yang walked back calmly, a smile on his face.
Only one tent remained. The brothers had worked together to secure it tightly before leaving, burying a large part of it in the icy ground.
Such a tent could be torn apart by the wind, but it would never be blown away.
Inside were piles of food and fine wine, enough for Chu Yang to last six months. On a side table, there were lamps and fire stones, enough to last a year.
High-quality animal skins covered the entire tent, from the ceiling to the walls, even the ground, in several layers.
Chu Yang lay on the animal skins, blinking as he thought for a long time.
Gu Duxing was in charge, and Mo Tianji was planning; I feel very relieved.
You all have your own goals, and I feel very relieved.
Even without me in the future, you can traverse the Nine Heavens!
As for Mo Qingwu… let’s not mention it.
With Mo Tianji as her brother, she would definitely not be treated poorly.
With Tan Tan, the soon-to-awaken Demon King, Master Meng Chaoran's wishes would not be a problem.
What else… can I rest assured about?
Chu Yang smiled faintly, his eyes filled with a sense of longing. In this life, all the regrets, have I made amends for them?
There is nothing that I cannot forget.
It's a pity that I have grown up without ever being in my mother's arms, not even for a moment. Even, mother… I still don’t know what you look like!
The waters of Desperate Lake were boiling more fiercely.
It seemed that something at the bottom of the lake was making a strong call!
The tip of the Nine Calamity Sword, the blade, began to stir restlessly.
Chu Yang had a vague feeling that he could not suppress.
The entangled space was also roiling. The Sword Spirit had long vanished.
I feel very relieved!
Chu Yang lay quietly, motionless.
From dawn to dusk, he felt the movements of the Nine Calamity Sword within his dantian, his heart clear and serene.
Unable to control it, Chu Yang felt his body moving as if it were not under his control, step by step drawn toward Desperate Lake...
It’s over!
Before this, the last sentence spoken by the Sword Spirit left Chu Yang with no hope: You have no more than a five percent chance to survive this calamity! Not even a ten-thousandth of hope exists!
Thus, Chu Yang requested the Sword Spirit to help him with this.
Using all its spiritual power, the Sword Spirit helped him suppress the abnormal movements of the Nine Calamity Sword, then provided him with strong mental energy to ensure that his brothers firmly remember what he said today.
That was their life’s goal!
Originally, Chu Yang wanted to extract some suitable mental techniques for the brothers from the Sword Spirit. However, after all this, the Sword Spirit fell into a deep sleep.
Its spiritual power had been completely exhausted!
This time, the Sword Spirit had seen it clearly.
Anyway, if Chu Yang could not survive, it would still fall into a deep sleep. A sleep lasting for thousands of years.
If Chu Yang could hold on, then with his cultivation progress, the Sword Spirit could awaken at any time.
Night fell upon the earth once again!
Clang!
The tip of the Nine Calamity Sword gleamed brightly, suddenly leaping out from Chu Yang's dantian, speeding around his body.
Clang!
The blade of the Nine Calamity Sword burst forth, radiating the light of a ruler of the world.
Swish!
The edge of the Nine Calamity Sword flashed across Chu Yang's body, cold and gleaming.
The three segments of the sword emitted a clear ringing sound!
Suddenly, the Desperate Lake was stirred by powerful waves!
A voice, like a dragon’s roar from the Ninth Heaven, seemed to resonate deep within the souls of people. In the Desperate Lake, a beam of sword light burst forth like a divine dragon emerging from the sea, accompanied by thunder, crashing out of the water!