Death… and me

Tie Bu Tian was filled with concern. He was feared for the safety of Chu Yang during his trip to Great Zhao. Although he had wanted to voice out his concerns several times, he didn't. He even carelessly drank the Vitality Spring Water that Chu Yang had given to him in a single gulp. He was so anxious and concerned that he continued to pace up and down the great hall with a frown on his face.

"Can we leave within seven days?" Chu Yang asked as he wondered when they would be able to leave with Tang Xin Sheng's family to Great Zhao.

Tie Bu Tian replied, "Diwu Qing Rou didn't send anyone to escort them back. Why should we send our people to bring them home? Moreover, the world is covered in snow… We will discuss this when spring is here…"

Chu Yang frowned a little as he felt that Tie Bu Tian was acting on his emotions. He seemed to have more reservations about Chu Yang leaving for Great Zhao than to return Tang Xin Sheng's family back to Great Zhao.

"Not a problem. I will not be going with them." Chu Yang said.

"Then when will you be leaving?"

"When the time is right, I shall leave." Chu Yang smiled.

After hearing Chu Yang's response, Tie Bu Tian couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing that there was nothing else, Chu Yang bid His Majesty farewell. However, the moment that he got to the door, Tie Bu Tian suddenly called out, "Minister Chu! Chu Yang!"

Chu Yang turned around in confusion and looked at Tie Bu Tian with a puzzled expression, "What is it, Your Majesty?"

Tie Bu Tian's lips moved slightly as though he was about to say something but chose not to say it in the end. He then turned elsewhere and said in a casual tone, "If Minister Chu desires to go to Great Zhao, then… inform me first before you leave."

Chu Yang replied, "I know…" As he turned to leave, he thought to himself. Did you really need to say that? Isn't it natural for me to inform you before I leave?

Three days passed and Dong Wu Shang returned with a grin on his face and filled with excitement. No one knew how he managed to get his hands on more than half a wagon of black steel!

He had gathered this much because Chu Yang had mentioned to him that "It is better to have some extra. Otherwise, in the case that I might not have enough, I wouldn't be able to complete it…"

All five brothers were speechless when they saw the wagon half filled with black steel. This was because, given the weight of black steel, half a wagon was already probably more than ten thousand pounds!

The eight horses which were pulling the wagon left behind two deep sets wheel imprints as it rolled by… Moreover, there had been a huge snowfall a couple of days ago which made some of the roads covered with a soft layer of snow. Therefore, even though Iron Cloud Citadel's roads were of a good quality, the wheels of the wagon were thus still able to create such deep imprints!

"Cough, cough, because I had to prepare the black steel, I am a little late." Dong Wu Shang wiped the sweat off his face and shrugged.

"My idol!" Luo Ke Di, Ji Mo, and Rui Bu Tong shamelessly called out with wide eyes, "How did you get so much black steel? The gates to the Lower Three Heavens… How did you manage to get it through?"

"I… placed it on my head…" Dong Wu Shang's dark face unexpectedly began to turn red as he stammered, "I placed each block on top of my head… walked in… walked out, and then walked in again…"

Ji Mo fell on his butt in surprise. He remained speechless for a long period before suddenly bursting into crazy laughter. "I really admire you… Dong Wu Shang, I, Ji Mo am in awe of you for the very first time… Haha, you placed a block on your head and walked in and out? Oh my… You are killing me with laughter…"

Luo Ke Di smacked his butt and made a popping sound. He laughed uncontrollably, "You are worthy of being fourth brother! This guy… is way over my head!"

This was Luo Ke Di's signature move. Whenever he was excited, he would smack his butt loudly and even call "baa, baa" rhythmically.

Gu Du Xing could also no longer hold back his laughter. A small laugh escaped from his mouth and in an attempt to conceal it, he coughed relentlessly.

"Big brother… Is this… enough?" Dong Wu Shang rubbed his hands together as he looked at Chu Yang eagerly, "If it's not enough, I will go back and get more…"

"Enough! More than enough!" Chu Yang let out a dry cough, "I am just surprised… All of this… you brought it here by yourself?"

"Cough, cough. They sent me to the gates of Iron Cloud Citadel and left." Dong Wu Shang coughed dryly, "I know big brother does not want our clans to know about this place. Therefore even though I am unable to hide this from the people of our clan, as long as I act as though I don't want them to know, they will choose to keep one eye closed…"

"Oh, not bad!" Chu Yang praised.

"On my trip back this time, I had a match with my father!" Dong Wu Shang said happily, "I surprised him. Haha… I managed to conduct a sneak attack and almost succeeded…"

"Your father didn't break your legs?" Gu Du Xing curled his lips. Dong Wu Shang's father was famous for being strict!

"No! No! How could he do that?" Dong Wu Shang shook his head repeatedly, "My father did not encourage me that much … Big brother, when will you begin?"

"Why are you so anxious?" Chu Yang rolled his eyes, "Are you worried that I might run away with your black steel? Moreover, what do you want it to look like? How heavy? More than ten thousand pounds of steel… If I use the whole thing, will you be able to lift it?"

"The heavier the better!" Dong Wu Shang gritted his teeth, "Big brother, if you could, make me a five hundred pound saber! I think that would be great!"

"Five hundred pounds?" The five people exclaimed simultaneously. An ordinary sword was about six or seven pounds. A special one was twenty or thirty pounds at best. As for the sword that Chu Yang gave Ji Mo, it weighed a little heavier at fifty pounds.

However, these were swords and not sabers. The black sabers from Dong Wu Shang's clan would usually weigh about eighty to ninety pounds. Even Dong Wu Shang's father, the leader of the Dong clan uses only a two hundred pound saber!

This guy was babbling about using a five hundred pound saber. Did he want to squish people with the sheer weight of his saber?

"Training with the saber is also a form of cultivation!" Dong Wu Shang raised his brows. A bone-chilling aura suddenly surged up, "When this five hundred pound saber feels as light as a feather in my hand that is when my saber arts cultivation could be considered successful! Ever since the ancient times, the saber has always been left without a true champion. The highest accomplishment has only been Saber Emperor! Some people say that this is the fate of the saber! However, I, Dong Wu Shang, would like to challenge the saber's fate! I shall fight the world and see who would be on top!"

"Okay!" Chu Yang said loudly, "If that is the case, then I will grant your wish!"

"Thank you, big brother!" Dong Wu Shang put one leg forward. With his left arm in front of his chest and his right behind his back, he faced Chu Yang and bowed in respect, "I will depend on big brother!"

This was the respectful way the saber artists treated others!

Chu Yang's body suddenly moved. He stood as straight as a sword leaving its sheath. With a loud sound, he held his fist, "No need for the formality."

Ji Mo and Gu Du Xing were surprised.

Until now, they did not know what Chu Yang's forte was. Now they learned that his focus was the sword!

Moreover, Chu Yang had purposely kept it from them. He knew the personalities of these brothers. The moment that they determined his focus, their stubborn drive for excellence would end up with them trying to force him to train with the sword all the time…

However, today, Dong Wu Shang used the ultimate salute of saber arts; how could he not return the same courtesy? Therefore, he had chosen to use the way of the sword to do so.

If it was an ordinary person, Chu Yang would not have paid any heed. However, Dong Wu Shang was his brother!

Respecting your brothers was equivalent to respecting yourself!

"Thank you, big brother." Dong Wu Shang pulled out a piece of goatskin from his chest and said, "This is the design I want!"

Everyone gathered to look. As they saw the saber drawn on it, they all nodded quietly.

Dong Wu Shang's desired saber design was not too different from that of ordinary sabers. Moreover, it is usually about sharpness and power. It also focussed on smoothness and therefore all the unnecessary decorations and glamour were left out!

The entire thing was a saber!

In fact, even the guard looked like just a slight outward curve.

One look at the design blueprint would be sufficient to imagine how domineering the actual saber would be!

"Good!" Chu Yang carefully folded up the goatskin blueprint and put it away, "Bring all of the black steel into my room."

Dong Wu Shang said happily, "Big brother, you are a really good person!" Surprisingly, he chose not to ask for any help from others. Instead, he carried the black steel in block by block.

His reason was: I want to use my own effort to do everything I that I possibly can! That way, the saber will truly be mine!

Although this was a very stubborn and arrogant reason, everyone understood how Dong Wu Shang felt.

This saber would be his companion for the rest of his life!

In the evening, Chu Yang used Nine Tribulations Sword to absorb all of this black steel. After all of the black steel was absorbed by Nine Tribulations Sword, it became one large chunk.

Chu Yang estimated the amount of material he needed and nodded silently. It was lucky that Dong Wu Shang brought so much; otherwise, there might not have been enough!

Currently, everything here weighted less than a thousand pounds. Chu Yang raised his hand and put all of the black steel into Nine Tribulations space.

Right after that, the sword spirit controlled the sword point as it spun around this chunk of black steel. A saber, based on Dong Wu Shang's requirements, quickly formed!

A mighty yet smooth and elegant saber! Wherever it was, it would have a majestic aura.

Looking at the newly created saber, Chu Yang nodded with satisfaction. Compared to Dong Wu Shang's requirements, this saber was about an inch longer, half an inch narrower, and weighed approximately five hundred and seventy pounds!

At a single glance, it appeared no different from an ordinary saber. No one would be able to expect that the weight of this saber would be so terrifying!

Chu Yang admired it for a little while longer before finally putting the saber into Nine Tribulations space.

It could not be out any longer. In any case, he would have to wait a few days. With regards to the name of the saber… This was Dong Wu Shang's choice. However, one thing was certain; with this saber, Dong Wu Shang's cultivation would be even more frightening than it was in the previous life!

The next morning, Dong Wu Shang hastily ran over and banged on Chu Yang's door, "Big brother…"

The moment he stepped in, he shrieked, "Huh? Where is the black steel?"

"I already took it away… How can I forge anything in here? You won't even let me sleep?" Chu Yang said sleepily.

"You're really powerful!" Dong Wu Shang looked in amazement as he scratched his head. Last night, he drank Vitality Spring Water and went to sleep immediately. He had been feeling extremely exhausted the past few days. However, even if he was more tired than he actually was, it would be impossible for him to not hear ten thousand pounds of black steel being moved without any noise!

This could only be seen as… magical!

"Dong Wu Shang… I want to ask you something." Chu Yang's countenance suddenly became serious, "On this trip back, did you hear about anything happening at the Mo clan?"