The First Heir

“I see that you have a certain level of achievement in sword practice. I have a sword technique, and I wonder if you’d be interested in learning it,” the old man asked with a smile.

“Please give me your guidance, sir!” Philip bowed and said.

“Let’s go to another place,” the old man closed his eyes and said.

The scenery around the two of them changed like a revolving light and finally stopped beside a small stone gazebo with a few sturdy bamboos growing on the sides.

The old man took Philip into the gazebo and said, “I see that your swordplay is quite open and unrestrained, but there’s a trace of imperceptible finesse in it. Although unrestrained, all your moves are true to your heart.”

“My swordplay is called ‘Forthright Swordplay’, created when I traveled the world during my younger days and experienced all walks of life. This sword technique can only be mastered by a broad-minded person. A narrow-minded person who learns this technique will definitely go mad.”

After that, the old man put his hand on the top of Philip’s head and imparted the sword technique to him mentally.

Suddenly, the image of a sword-wielding person appeared in Philip’s mind. As the name suggested, the swordplay was open and forthright without a trace of indecisiveness.

“This sword technique is divided into five parts, the Moon Harvest Sword, Mountain-Splitting Sword, Sun-Piercing Sword, Sultry Sword, and Emotional Sword. If you practice the technique to perfection, you can even split mountains apart.”

the old man told Philip the stories of his experiences when he was young

guesses about his identity, but after so many years, what remained should only be a shred of

getting late. It’s time to

old man was about to close his eyes and disappear, Philip stopped the

long forgotten my name, but others call

had a slender bamboo sword strapped to his waist. After

scene around

everyone looked over as the stone door opened slowly. Elder Whitmore looked very grave. In the end,

a figure popped out. Philip steadied himself, and everyone finally saw the handsome man with a tired face, but where was the

Everyone was puzzled.

“Where’s Hardy?”

isn’t he

muttered, “He can’t have

stone door gradually dissipated, revealing the true appearance inside.