Transcending the Nine Heavens

In a few short moments, Chu Yang had successfully created a shiny steel apple which had the exact same dimensions and features that a normal apple would have. He then placed it on a table with a loud "bang".

"Brother Chu, this saber is really far too precious!" Mo Cheng Yu found himself unable to accept such a priceless saber on Mo Qing Wu’s behalf. Little miss was at a tender age of nine and a half; yet, Chu Yang was giving her such a valuable gift... As a member of Mo Qing Wu’s household, he felt this gift was too wasteful.

"There’s more to this saber..." Chu Yang smiled mysteriously as he handed Mo Cheng Yu the sword hilt.

Mo Cheng Yu reached shakily for the saber. Although he was a King level master, he had never seen heavenly weapons like this before. The manner that he reached out and handled the saber was with the very respectful...

Holding the saber in his hand, Mo Cheng Yu felt as though he was in a dream. It took him some time to register what was strange: This saber... Why does it seem to barely weigh anything?

He carefully felt the weight of the saber in his hand and roughly determined that it weighed no more than a pound!

Mo Cheng Yu looked at the saber in astonishment. He hesitated for a brief moment before he asked, "This... could this be... could this be made from Red Cloud Steel?"

The moment those words left his mouth, Mo Cheng Yu began to hyperventilate in awe. He stared at the red glow which swirled around the blade of the saber and almost fainted from shock.

"Yes, not just Red Cloud Steel, but also Star Iron as well." Chu Yang emphasized, "Senior Mo, you do understand why I am giving Xiao Wu this saber, right?"

"You shouldn’t, you shouldn’t... This is far too valuable." Mo Cheng Yu jumped up and muttered.

While he told Chu Yang that he should not give this saber as a gift, he tightly held onto the saber refusing to let it go.

Priceless? This was not just priceless! This is the number one saber of all ages! Mo Cheng Yu was no longer able to control himself.

Oh god, is it really possible for such a saber to exist in this world?

"This is my gift to Xiao Wu!" Chu Yang frowned and repeated once more, "Senior Mo, you should understand my intentions in giving this saber to Xiao Wu."

Mo Cheng Yu shivered. He regained some part of his rational thinking which had been clouded in excitement and replied, "You mean...?"

"I do not want Xiao Wu to suffer any hardship when she returns home!" Chu Yang looked directly at Mo Cheng Yu. "This saber is fate. The two words in Xiao Wu’s name are engraved on it! I hope that this will continue to remain by her side and will never be given or used by anyone else!"

"Rest assured. As long as Mo Cheng Yu is still alive, this saber will be with little miss. It will never fall into the hands of anyone else!" Mo Cheng Yu stood firmly and said with deep sincerity.

"Even the people from the Mo clan!" Chu Yang quietly added.

"Is little miss’s name on here?" Mo Cheng Yu recalled Chu Yang’s words and carefully looked at the saber. He saw a line written elegantly which appeared like a flying dragon and a dancing phoenix: Dreaming of a gentle dance, who requires earthly fame and fortune.

Mo Cheng Yu pondered, "Is this really heaven’s will?"

Given the toughness of Red Cloud Steel and Star Iron, Mo Cheng Yu never suspected that the inscriptions had been engraved by Chu Yang. Even Chu Yang at his best could not even dream of leaving a scratch on such a saber!

"Give me... give me..." Mo Qing Wu reached her little hands up and demanded eagerly.

"Here you go!" Chu Yang rudely yanked the saber from Mo Cheng Yu’s hands and handed it to Mo Qing Wu.

"Hey... hey... be careful not to cut your hand!" Mo Cheng Yu yelled anxiously. With a sharp saber like that, a moment of carelessness... and it could cut your hand right off!

"How can a descendant of a martial family cut her hand with a saber???" Chu Yang looked at Mo Cheng Yu contemptuously.

"Ack..." How could Mo Cheng Yu not know this?! Mo Qing Wu was already nine; even if she was three, she would not even accidentally cut herself with the saber. However, he was in shock and wasn’t thinking straight!

I was finally able to see Red Cloud Steel with my very own eyes!

Mo Cheng Yu rubbed his face until it was red, but he still remained in a daze as he asked himself, "Am I dreaming?"

"It’s a very good saber! Hehehe..." Mo Qing Wu’s clear voice rang out, "So pretty! I love it!!!"

"You like it?" Chu Yang asked gently.

"I like it a lot! Hehe!" Mo Qing Wu smiled sweetly, and her face was radiant as she played with the saber.

"Then..." Chu Yang pointed to his cheek...

"Smack..." Without any hesitation, Mo Qing Wu rewarded Chu Yang with a lovely kiss.

"This side too..." Chu Yang turned his face.

"Smack..."

"Here, too."

"Smack..."

"Here, too."

"Smack..."

Mo Qing Wu was so pleased with Chu Yang that she continually kissed his face almost covering it with saliva

"Haha..." King of Hell Chu laughed like a silly flirt.

"..." Mo Cheng Yu’s countenance turned gray.

I have never met such a person like this. Although liking a cute little girl is a normal thing but such behavior is a little too strange... to use such a method just to make a kid happy!

If this saber appeared in Upper Three Heavens, it would result in a great battle! What is even stranger is that this King of Hell Chu punk is giving it to a nine year old girl whom he had met only a few days ago!

Moreover, he seems so satisfied with a few kisses as if he just made a huge killing...

Strange things happen every year, but it seems that there are a little more of them this year!

King level Master Mo sighed... In term of spoiling little miss, Chu Yang’s standard was comparable to that of her biological parents!

Thinking about it a little, Mo Cheng Yu suddenly said, "It’s a good thing that you are not little miss’s biological father... Otherwise..." he was about to add, "... Otherwise, little miss would surely become an unruly little devil..."

"Me being her biological father???" When Chu Yang heard this, dark clouds gathered... Motherf*, telling her to call me uncle was already bad enough. Now you dare to think about me being her father!!!

"You... you’re saying such silly damming words!" Minister Chu growled; he was completely put up, "Such damned words!"

In a brief moment, Mo Cheng Yu was turned into Chu Yang earlier, his entire face covered in saliva! The only difference was that Chu Yang had thoroughly enjoyed the kisses from Mo Qing Wu. Whereas Mo Cheng Yu was thoroughly being cursed by Chu Yang and sprayed with his saliva as he shouted at him...

This King level master felt wronged. What did I say? All I did was to say what I thought at that moment, did you really need to act in such an unruly manner?

He opened his mouth to speak but before he was able to say anything, Chu Yang fiercely yelled, "Shut your mouth!"

At that very moment, Mo Cheng Yu wanted to cough out blood.

"I am telling you; this saber is my gift to Qing Wu. It’s not for Mo Clan! Do you understand?" Chu Yang’s eyes widened as he shouted, "And no one could take it away from her. Even if Mo Tian Ji wanted to take it from her, I will castrate him, too! Understand?"

"Once Xiao Wu returns to the clan, if she suffers any grievances, I will bathe in the Mo clan’s blood! Got it?"

"As for this saber, you just tell that damned father of Xiao Wu every word I said! Understand?"

Chu Yang was extremely enraged and he let everything out spraying a waterfall of saliva onto Mo Cheng Yu’s face. At this point, even his eyelids had been coated in saliva. Chu Yang’s rage seemed to completely suppress Mo Cheng Yu and all he was able to do was to repeatedly nod his head...

"Good! I am going now!" Chu Yang disappeared out of sight. Are you kidding? That’s a real King level master. It was great that I was able to take advantage of his shocked state to yell at him, but I am not going to wait around for him to recover from his state of shock...

Even with his serious injuries, I won’t be able to handle him...

A while after Chu Yang left the secret chamber, Mo Cheng Yu emerged from his stunned state. He groaned and noticed that his eyelids were entirely covered in slimy saliva... At that moment, he realized how powerful Minister Chu’s saliva was...

He wiped his face as the anger rose inside him. He wanted to jump up, chase down Chu Yang and make sure that he paid for what he did...

"Uncle Cheng Yu..." Mo Qing Wu sheepishly shouted, "Please don’t go. I am afraid of being alone. Please tell me a fairy tale..."

Mo Cheng Yu stopped and turned to look at Mo Qing Wu. He cried pitifully, "Oh my great grandmother... The both of you are toying with me..."

...

Of course, at that point, Chu Yang was not foolish enough to remain around. He quickly left the compound and in pursuit of his great martial challenges...

Who would want to give such a precious saber to you people? In the future, Qing Wu would be married to me and the saber will belong to the Chu family! Chu Yang was delighted as he thought about how he had become even closer to little Loli... It gave Chu Yang great hope for the future! So much hope that he already began to dream about the wedding!

In the afternoon, he went to Bu Tian Pavilion and found that Cheng Zi Ang and Chen Yu Tong had gone out on their missions. Wu Qian Qian was wearing his black robe and hideous mask and giving out orders in Bu Tian Pavilion. There was nothing for him to be concerned about...

The new recruits were training together. Chu Yang’s directive was: Train to death! How could an individual desire wealth and privilege without hardship? How could such an easy thing in the world exist?

Tragic moans and howls came from the training grounds every single day... There were even talks of a grade three Martial Master who was more than forty years of age being reduced to tears from all of the training. His tears and snot were mixed together pitifully!

The moment Minister Chu saw the state of such weaklings, he coldly ordered, "Double the training!"

However, there was one piece of news which bothered Chu Yang greatly, "Those Hei Mo people have not left Iron Cloud Citadel. Every day, they would go out in the early morning and come back late in the night all in search of Mo Cheng Yu and Mo Qing Wu...

As for Mo Tian Ji’s people, his searches remained unable to find any trace of them.

Other than this, Chu Yang had also recently increased forces around the prison. The manpower increased with each day. Tie Bu Tian even sent an addition of ten Revered Martial Artists and twelve Martial Great Masters as extra precaution...

Chu Yang did not know if Diwu Qing Rou would fall into his trap. However, his worry was that Diwu Qing Rou would send people knowing that it was a trap...

Therefore, Chu Yang decided to build as many traps as possible and changed his strategies, methods, layouts for all of his traps every single day...

As time went by, things became more chaotic. Even the martial masters were troubled as they said to one another, "This King of Hell Chu is mobilizing such a large force! Does he think that his opponent is some Saint or Supreme level master? He seems to be making such a big fuss over nothing!"

However, King of Hell Chu ignored all of their complaints and continued to do things in his own way...