Chapter 40: The Place Where Seven Yin Converge

Chu Yang knew that although Meng Chaoran’s words were harsh, he understood his meaning. With his words, Tan Tan would definitely be safe and sound.

When they passed through the mountain gate, the disciple guarding the gate, seeing Meng Chaoran’s face as cold as frost and his body like a bomb about to explode, did not dare to ask a single question and let them pass directly.

Wu Yunliang was already waiting outside the gate.

Today, all the disciples of the entire mountain gate had gone to Suoyun Peak for the test. This was Wu Yunliang’s arrangement, to create a private and secret environment for Chu Yang!

Seeing Wu Yunliang, Meng Chaoran’s eyes turned cold, but he did not speak.

Wu Yunliang gave a bitter smile, did not say another word, and said, "Follow me." He led the way.

They entered the main hall, passed through the ancestral hall, and then Wu Yunliang extended his hand, opening a secret passage, leading Chu Yang and Meng Chaoran inside.

The path was winding and downward, seemingly reaching a very deep place. They arrived at a spacious hall underground. At the front of the hall was a stone door made of green jade.

The temperature here was already icy cold.

"I will wait here with your master. The Place Where Seven Yin Converge can only be entered by one person at a time. Go in by yourself. How much fortune you gain depends on you. Go straight through this green jade door, and pass through seven such doors to reach the Place Where Seven Yin Converge! Remember, if you cannot withstand the intense cold, come out immediately. Do not be stubborn!"

Chu Yang nodded and agreed. He raised his head, looking at the tall green jade door, his eyes shining with a sharp light.

There was a surge in his dantian, as if sensing something. The Nine Tribulations Sword suddenly moved violently, like a child rejoicing!

Watching Chu Yang push open the green jade door and walk in, Wu Yunliang and Meng Chaoran stood side by side, saying nothing. After a while, Meng Chaoran said heavily, "Elder Brother, do you know who Chu Yang is?"

Wu Yunliang remained silent, saying nothing.

"Chu Yang, I picked him up when he was only three months old and raised him myself, bit by bit. Over the years, I have been more like his father and mother than his master!"

"His name, I gave it to him; Chu Yang, Chuyang, Chuyang, represents my greatest hope in life! Elder Brother, do you understand?"

"I understand." Wu Yunliang sighed heavily.

"You don’t understand!" Meng Chaoran stood desolately, suddenly turned around, and without warning, delivered a heavy punch to Wu Yunliang’s face. With a puff, Wu Yunliang’s body leaned back, but he did not make a sound.

Meng Chaoran showed no mercy, immediately kicked him in the stomach, knocking him to the ground. He then leaped up, straddled him, and rained punches down.

The sounds of punches and kicks echoed heavily, and neither of them said a word. In this underground place, tens of feet below the surface, Meng Chaoran, the leader of Tianwailou, caught his senior master and beat him to his heart’s content!

Wu Yunliang did not fight back or make a sound throughout. After Meng Chaoran had delivered hundreds of punches and stopped, the leader of Tianwailou’s face was swollen like a pig’s head, and his body was bruised and purple.

"Little Brother... this is your temper! For twenty years, I finally see you get angry once. These years of suppression have made me uncomfortable, hehe, cough..." Wu Yunliang lay on the ground, coughed, and said, "For this, even if you beat me harder and more severely, it’s worth it! I am very happy!"

"If anything happens to Chu Yang, I will make you feel it’s worth it every day! And be happy every day!" Meng Chaoran stood up from him, saying calmly.

"Little Brother... not just Chu Yang, but even you and me, in this great vortex... no one has a guarantee of survival! This is the fate of Tianwailou!" Wu Yunliang struggled to stand up, his body creaking, and he couldn’t help but hiss in pain, complaining, "Damn, you really didn’t hold back at all."

Meng Chaoran snorted coldly and turned his head. Looking at the green jade door, his expression was heavy and concerned, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Chu Yang continued forward, the walls on both sides lined with smooth, round beads emitting a misty light, making the underground environment seem dreamlike.

The Nine Tribulations Sword in his dantian jumped more and more intensely, as if it had met a long-lost relative.

The second green jade door opened, and the cold air became even more intense. If it were an ordinary person, they would have to use their inner energy to resist the cold. But Chu Yang did not feel uncomfortable. Instead, he felt an infinite comfort from head to toe!

Chu Yang’s heart was as firm as a rock, and he did not stop his steps.

The third green jade door!

The fourth!

Chu Yang’s steps were all the same size, his breathing calm, indicating that his mind remained as cold and clear as ice, not disturbed by the so-called greatest opportunity in the world, the Nine Tribulations Sword.

The fifth green jade door opened.

The sixth!

Chu Yang’s expression did not change.

Suddenly, a sigh echoed in his consciousness. The empty and distant voice appeared, sighing faintly, "Such a temperament indeed matches the Nine Tribulations Sword! It seems that the hardships and killings of your past life have transformed you from a stubborn stone into a clear and luminous jade!"

Chu Yang did not stop his steps but calmly asked in his consciousness, "Who are you? Are you a person or a ghost?"

This voice, after proudly declaring "Heaven can be defied," had been silent, no matter how Chu Yang called, it did not appear again.

Today, in this environment, it appeared again without a sound.

But after Chu Yang asked this question, the voice disappeared again, not answering Chu Yang’s question for a long time. It was not until Chu Yang pushed open the ninth green jade door that the voice sounded tiredly, "I am very weak now. Each word I say causes great damage. Chu Yang, quickly advance to the second section of the Nine Tribulations Sword."

"Second section?"

"Yes, the second section. Heavenly and earthly essences, rare forging materials... the most important Nine Tribulations Sword... these can restore my vital energy," the voice grew lower and more distant, as if it could dissipate at any moment, "Help me, and I can help you reverse this fate..."

The voice disappeared, as if it had exhausted its last bit of energy.

Chu Yang was already standing inside, behind the ninth green jade door.

Inside, it was empty, but a cold air that could instantly freeze a person and then shatter them rushed in from all directions. In no time, a layer of white frost formed on Chu Yang’s body.

The Nine Tribulations Sword in his dantian became extremely active. The boundless cold air, like a rising tide, surged into Chu Yang’s body, entered his meridians, and flowed into the Nine Tribulations Sword...

For two hours, Chu Yang could not move, the cold air surging in relentlessly.

After two hours, the cold air finally weakened. Chu Yang felt his body regain the ability to move. He carefully observed the surroundings and took a step to the left. His dantian trembled, seemingly trying to stop him, or perhaps encouraging him to go forward.

He took a step to the right, and the Nine Tribulations Sword emitted a joyful emotion. After taking seven or eight steps, he reached the edge of the stone wall. The Nine Tribulations Sword suddenly fell silent, but it was a silence filled with intense excitement!

This is it!

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