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Mo Qing Wu was sitting in the secret chamber feeling extremely bored. It was truly cruel to lock up a little girl at this age in a tiny chamber without any space to run about freely.

Although the secret chamber was brightly lit, the light from the torches could never be the same as the brilliant rays of the sun. Moreover, this child loved adventure.

Due to his injuries, Mo Cheng Yu had to activate his martial energy every day to recuperate. King level masters were rarely wounded. However, once they were injured, it would be quite severe and would take a long time to recover.

To make matters worse, he actually sustained a serious internal injury that placed him on the verge of death.

Mo Cheng Yu concentrated hard on his recovery, gathering blood clots in his body and expelling them. This form of treatment was both excruciating and taxing. But the only way to heal his meridians completely was by expelling all the blood clots in his body.

"Yes! Brother Chu Yang is here!" As soon as she saw Chu Yang, Mo Qing Wu jumped right into his embrace.

"Hey, relax. I am still holding the food." Suddenly, Chu Yang regretted bringing the food down. If only he had come down with his hands unoccupied...

"I could have held her in my arms and smell her fragrance!"

Chu Yang placed the food down carefully. By then, Mo Qing Wu had already regained her composure, "Brother Chu Yang, can you play with me a little longer today? Staying here alone is just so sad and pitiful."

"Of course." Chu Yang replied immediately. He felt sorry for her. To put all businesses aside, nothing mattered more in his life than Qing Wu and her suffering.

"Is it time for dinner already?" Mo Cheng Yu’s voice rang out as he wandered over from the adjacent room.

Mo Cheng Yu knew Chu Yang was only concerned about Mo Qing Wu. He did not even throw a glance at Mo Cheng Yu, a King level master. Had Mo Cheng Yu been late, he would have to endure another day of hunger for sure.

"This rascal does not know how to respect his elders." Suddenly, Mo Cheng Yu felt as if he had been relegated to a worthless leecher. He was so depressed he wanted to kill himself.

If Mo Cheng Yu were to visit any clan as a guest, being a King level master, who would dare to disrespect him? A sumptuous meal was the minimum requirement.

However, this kid had treated him horribly and was totally unconcerned of whether he ate or not. The laws of heaven had ceased to exist here.

Ever since King of Hell Chu came, Mo Cheng Yu’s eating habits had changed dramatically. He had been eating in a rushed manner all the time. As soon as he smelled food, he had to run out or else there would only be scraps left for him. Even then, scraps were already good enough for whenever Chu Yang was in a bad mood, Mo Cheng Yu would have to cultivate with an empty stomach.

"This kid is only a little Martial Artist. How dare he scream at me? Wait, Martial Artist?" Mo Cheng Yu could not believe what he saw. Verifying once more, he was shocked to confirm his observation. His hairs stood on ends. This kid was just a Martial Warrior about three days ago and he had already become a Martial Artist?

How did he manage to cultivate so quickly?

"Since you’re here, let’s eat together." Chu Yang spoke as if he was offering Mo Cheng Yu a great favour.

"Thank you, thank you..." As soon as Mo Cheng Yu uttered these words, he wanted to slap his own mouth. "Since when have I become a beggar? How can I be so grateful and humble towards a man like him?"

"Where has the dignity of the King level master gone? I am a respectable martial expert. I would rather die than to see myself falling into such a pitiful state..."

"Hey, is there wine?" Mo Cheng Yu asked in a dignified manner in an attempt to regain his "King level" prestige.

"No!" Chu Yang replied harshly without even looking up. He then said gently to Xiao Wu, "Try this, and that..."

"How can I eat without wine?" Mo Cheng Yu asked angrily.

"Eat if you can. If you don’t, it’s also fine with me. I am not begging you to eat. If you don’t eat, I get to save food." Chu Yang showed not a single bit of respect for this King level master at all. Without looking at Mo Cheng Yu, he reached across the table to take Mo Cheng Yu’s bowl of rice from him.

"Don’t...Please don’t... Alright, it’s fine without wine. Cough...Cough... I am injured anyway so I shouldn’t be drinking. I am fortunate to meet a considerate person like you." The King level master gave in instantly and grabbed the bowl of rice back desperately with both hands. Although he appeared to be justifying his actions with logical reasons, he sounded more like he was begging King of Hell Chu for the bowl of rice.

"Do you still wish to drink wine?" Chu Yang asked casually as he held on to the bowl of rice. King of Hell Chu might be a busy man, but he was certainly relishing at the sight of Mo Cheng Yu’s helplessness. The two played a tug-of-war with the bowl of rice and almost broke it apart.

"Of course not. I won’t drink. This food is delicious enough." Desperate and helpless, Mo Cheng Yu held onto the bowl of rice with all his might. "Little warrior, can you at least spare me some dignity in front of little miss?"

"Hahaha..." Mo Qing Wu was busy eating but she could not control herself and suddenly burst into laughter, spitting food everywhere. She held her stomach as she coughed and laughed.

Chu Yang and Mo Cheng Yu were both stained with food bits.

"Brother Chu Yang is truly powerful. Uncle Cheng Yu is well-well-known in the clan for his love for wine. He had gotten into many many fights because of wine." Mo Qing Wu said in admiration, "But Brother Chu Yang could still convince him that he doesn’t need wine. You are amazing!"

Wiping food off his face, Mo Cheng Yu thought bitterly, "To cross a river, I can only depend on the ferryman. I have no choice but to bow my head for now. Wait till I am in a better shape... hehe... Watch how I teach this kid a lesson then."

"It’s because Uncle Cheng Yu has already grown up. He knows better than to drink and damage his liver." Chu Yang said softly, "Drinking wine isn’t good for the body. When you grow up, you should not drink too much wine either."

Chu Yang remembered that in the previous life, Mo Qing Wu had a jade bowl which she used to drown her sorrows with.

"I won’t drink!" Mo Qing Wu’s eyes grew wide as she declared with conviction, "Wine is hot and bitter. It’s not even a nice drink at all. I would rather drink Heavenly Pear juice."

"Cough...cough..." Chu Yang choked upon hearing this.

"Heavenly Pear juice? This is a rare and valuable fruit for energy recovery. Even if I go around searching for days, I probably won’t be able to find any! Yet she wishes to drink this every day!"

"We can have a Heavenly Pear tree at home." Mo Qing Wu’s words caused Chu Yang’s head to hurt even more. Sitting by the side, Mo Cheng Yu laughed heartily as he heard this. He felt his anger being vented as he watched Chu Yang trapped in embarrassment.

After he finished eating, Mo Cheng Yu got up quickly to resume his recuperation.

"Wait, I have something for you." Chu Yang wanted someone to be the witness while he was giving Mo Qing Wu the saber. That person must be someone knowledgeable and Mo Cheng Yu was ideal! If the witness was someone who did not recognize the potency of the saber, they might allow Mo Qing Wu to play games with the saber. That would be disastrous.

"What is it?" Mo Cheng Yu turned around.

"I wish to give Xiao Wu a gift, and I need you to be my witness." Chu Yang looked at him and said slowly.

"Give her a gift?" Mo Cheng Yu wanted to ask what sort of gift would require a witness. However, when he saw Chu Yang’s ceremonious look, he knew this gift was something special.

"If it is an ordinary gift, King of Hell Chu would have tossed me aside to entertain little miss for sure."

"This gift seems to be important. That must be why he needs me to be a witness. I should report this to our clan leader." Being a King level master, Mo Cheng Yu was not a fool! He understood the situation almost instantly.

He walked back and sat down again at his original position, a gesture that showed his respect for Chu Yang.

"Brother Chu Yang, what’s it?" Mo Qing Wu stretched her neck as she peered closely at Chu Yang’s body. "I love birthdays the most because I receive plenty of presents on my birthday."

Chu Yang laughed and cleared the table. He then took the Qing Wu Dream Saber from the side of his waist and placed it down.

"This saber is so ugly." Mo Qing Wu grimaced. She did not like the appearance of the decrepit scabbard at all.

However, Mo Cheng Yu was none the wiser. As soon as he saw the rusty scabbard, he immediately recognized this as an antique. Overwhelmed with curiosity, he asked, "This is...?"

"I don’t know either. I found this by accident when a mountain at Beyond the Heavens Sect collapsed." Chu Yang said in a low voice, "It seems like a magnificent saber."

"What? A magnificent saber?" Mo Cheng Yu asked in shock. Based on Chu Yang’s personality, such a description was uncommon.

Grabbing the saber’s handle, Chu Yang slowly drew it out of the scabbard.

All of a sudden, a dreamy red light inundated the entire secret chamber.

The saber in Chu Yang’s hand sparkled with an apparent consciousness that proclaimed its heavenly nature.

Only by squinting into the radiance could one make out the actual shape of the saber.

The curve of the saber was unbelievably smooth. Its measurements were perfect from all angles. Even a master craftsman would not be able to find any faults on it.

It was a saber for women!

It was the ideal saber for any heroine in the Jiang Hu.

The saber was so beautiful that it could hardly be described in words!

Anyone would have their breath taken away upon seeing the saber for the first time!

Mo Cheng Yu gasped. When he saw Chu Yang’s strange ceremonious look, he knew the gift must be extraordinary. Little did he expect to see such an amazing treasure!

"Wow... What a beautiful saber!" Mo Qing Wu squealed and clapped her little hands excitedly. She looked endearingly at the saber and was instantly mesmerized by it.

"Let me show you how to peel a steel apple with it!" Chu Yang smiled and looked at Mo Qing Wu. The next moment, he took out a steel ball and slowly ’peeled’ it using the saber.

"No! Don’t chip the saber! Aaah!" Mo Cheng Yu shouted frantically as his eyes and mouth widened in anxiety. He then watched in awe as thin slices of gleaming steel fell off the steel ball...

"It really cuts steel like a knife peeling an apple!"

This saber was not only beautiful. It was also a priceless treasure capable of slicing through steel as if it was a piece of cake!