All Chapters of Heir of the Sacred Dragon Sword : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

10 Chapters

1. Destruction of the Sacred Dragon Sect

“No! Please, spare me!”“Kill them!”Cries and screams rose above the chaos that engulfed the Sacred Dragon Sect. The sharp swish of blades, followed by the sickening sound of flesh being torn and the low groans of the dying, pierced the night air. The stench of blood hung heavy, choking every breath beneath the shroud of darkness.“Do not let them escape!” a man’s command thundered, driving the dark sect warriors into an even greater frenzy. They pursued the fleeing villagers with ruthless ferocity.“Hahaha! Where do you think you’re going?” A booming laugh echoed as a man, with his wife and child cornered, trembled in despair.“Please, do not kill us! We will give you all of our wealth!” the man begged, his voice broken, as he fell to his knees at the feet of one of the dark sect swordsmen. His body was battered, bruised, and carved with wounds.“Rest easy, I shall claim all of your wealth myself. You need not trouble yourself to hand it over. Now… die in peace!” sneered the swordsm

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2. The Paperweight

“Have you heard the news about the fall of the Sacred Dragon Sect?” asked a townsman, neglecting the untouched food before him.“Yes, I’ve heard. Terrifying! Rumor has it they even struck at the empire itself. Emperor Xiang Ming was slain, along with his entire bloodline.” Another man replied grimly, his voice low after sipping his tea.After reducing Boushan to ashes, the Gongliao Alliance had indeed marched straight toward the imperial palace. None doubted their true ambition...To seize the world.“Then who will take the throne after Emperor Xiang Ming?”“Most likely, the leader of that sinister alliance of the dark sects.”Their grim exchange caught the attention of a young man sitting nearby with a boy. While the boy devoured his meal with innocent eagerness, the young man’s gaze sharpened, his brows knitting ever closer as he strained to catch every word.Suddenly, a commotion erupted outside the tavern. A flood of people surged past, voices rising like a swarm of wasps. Though

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3. Reclaiming the Last Shreds of Honor

The masked man was being driven back. His blade, locked against that of his foe, had been forced to his throat. A thin red line blossomed where steel kissed flesh, and fresh blood traced a slow descent down his neck.'I cannot hold on any longer,' he thought, breath ragged. His arms trembled, strength waning against the bald man’s merciless pressure.At last, a guttural cry tore from his throat, followed by the grisly sound of flesh rending.“Arghhh—!”*A few moments earlierThe figure upon the rooftop had not fled. Instead, he had leapt down into the square, his footsteps deliberate as he approached the one who had called him an intruder. His eyes burned crimson, gleaming with fury sharpened to a lethal edge. The air around him seethed with killing intent, so thick it seemed to choke the night itself.The bald man’s jaw tightened, his fingers curling around the hilt of his sheathed sword until his knuckles whitened. His voice bellowed like thunder, dripping with venom.“Insolent cur!

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4. No Time to Cry!

In the depths of night, a young boy stood frozen, his body trembling violently. His gaze refused to leave the lifeless corpse before him, its back drenched in blood from a blade that had pierced through.“I-I… I killed him,” he whispered, his knees giving way as he collapsed to the ground.Shock also gripped the young man pinned beneath the corpse. His eyes widened at the sight of his own sword, once taken by the enemy, now lodged in the bald man’s back.“Zhangjian… you—”Before he could finish, the boy cut him off with a hoarse voice, “I-I killed him, Brother.” Xiu Zhangjian stared intently at his upturned palms. Crimson stains dotted his skin from when Li Min’s sword tore into the man’s body.Li Min shoved the corpse of the bald man off him. The sword embedded in the man’s back thrust further through his abdomen as the hilt struck the ground. Rising swiftly, Li Min rushed to Xiu Zhangjian, who slammed his palms against the earth, his head bowed, shoulders quivering with faint sobs.

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5. Two Fugitive Corpses

Li Min’s shout startled Xiu Zhangjian. The boy immediately sprang to his feet, whirling around. His aged brown eyes caught sight of a man with hair entirely turned white.“Uncle Feng!” Without hesitation, Zhangjian rushed forward and threw his arms around the middle-aged man who stood frozen in place.This was Feng Yin, leader of the White Tiger Sect and the closest companion of Xiu Jian. Every morning since the bloody night at Boushan, Feng Yin had returned to the village to mourn his fallen brother-in-arms. Never had he imagined he would see Xiu Jian’s son and beloved disciple alive before him.Feng Yin dropped to his knees so he could hold Zhangjian at eye level. He embraced the small body tightly, as though he would never let go again.“Y-you’re alive…” he whispered, his trembling hand stroking Zhangjian’s hair.Seeing this, Li Min released a heavy breath, his shoulders sinking slightly. He stepped closer and bowed deeply.“I pay my respects, Master Feng.”“Li Min… how did you sur

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6. White Tiger Sect

“Father… no!”A young man’s voice broke the silence.There were four youths inside the room, but only one had jolted up from his bed. His breath came in ragged gasps, sweat dripping from his brow. He clutched his chest, as if to make sure his heart was still beating. With a long exhale, he muttered in frustration, “That dream again!”He slammed his back against the mattress, trying desperately to force his eyes shut. But not even ten seconds passed before they opened once more, revealing a pair of deep brown irises.He stared at the cobwebs clinging to the ceiling. His gaze drifted to his roommates, still sleeping soundly. Clicking his tongue, he grumbled, “Hah… they sleep like the dead, while I can’t sleep because of the dead. Damn nightmare!”With a weary face, the young man rose from bed. He stepped out of the room, yawning loudly. How was it possible that despite being exhausted, he couldn’t fall asleep?***Though the place was now overrun by grass and weeds, the land still felt

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7. To be a Slave or to Die?

Inside the chamber, silence was broken by the sound of fingernails tapping against a table. A man with a crown upon his head sat glaring at the table, where a sword lay, its hilt and scabbard adorned with golden dragon carvings."Your Maj—"Before the words could be finished, the man with a murderous gaze and suffocating aura raised his left hand."Eunuch Bao," he called, making the man he had cut off swallow hard."Y-yes, Emperor Huang…" Eunuch Bao lowered his head even more, realizing the Emperor’s mood was foul."Tell me, what should I do with this sword? Should I burn it?" Huang Fu asked while reaching for the weapon before him."Answering Your Majesty… as far as I know, the Emperor greatly desired this sword. Moreover, Your Majesty obtained it with much difficulty. So…" Eunuch Bao dared not finish his sentence. He did not know what the Emperor truly wanted, whether to keep the sword or to destroy it. What he did know was that his head could easily roll if Huang Fu disliked his an

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8. The Fate of Xiu Zhangjian

Brother Li Min laid an old, worn scroll upon the table, directly before Xiu Zhangjian. In a hushed voice, he said,“Read it. This is your father’s message.”Xiu Zhangjian snatched the scroll with trembling hands. He unfurled it, his breath catching in his throat.The room fell silent as everyone watched his deep brown eyes dart left and right, up and down, devouring every character. Yet amidst the silence, their faces stiffened, because the parchment trembled violently, not by the wind, but by Zhangjian’s own quivering hands.“What is it?” Feng Yin asked, unease in his voice.“I—I… am the Heir of the Sword?” Zhangjian’s words cracked as he set the scroll down, his hands still shaking. He collapsed back against his chair, as if all strength had been stripped from his body.Feng Yin, who had been burning with curiosity since the start, could no longer restrain himself. He seized the scroll and read it. His eyes widened, as though struck by a revelation too great to bear. Naturally, the

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9. The Fireball Assault

“What is it, Elder Feng?”“I offended the Gongliao Alliance’s envoy. Leader Li, give that list to Zhangjian!”“Very well, Elder!” Leader Li replied, drawing the worn scroll from his sleeve and handing it to Xiu Zhangjian. “Quickly, gather them here!”Xiu Zhangjian unrolled the paper hastily. Ten names were written upon it: ten young members of the White Tiger Sect. His heart hammered as he sprinted from the hall.Truthfully, Zhangjian did not yet understand what was unfolding. The world gave him no time to ask.Moments later he returned with the ten named youths pressed closely behind him. Confusion was written on every face; like Zhangjian, they asked nothing aloud and simply met one another’s eyes. The furrowed brows of Leader Li and Elder Feng made clear the gravity of the situation.“Elder Ho, take them as far away as possible, do not return until you receive written orders,” Feng Yin ordered, and several mouths fell open at the command.“Yes, Elder!” Elder Ho answered without que

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10. The Heir's Entrance

Commander Tong Mu smiled with grim satisfaction as the White Tiger Sect’s members fell into submission. He bound Feng Yin’s hands himself while his soldiers did the same to every fallen opponent.“Emperor Huang is right, toppling your sect was no great feat. I only had to break you and the rest would obey my word. But… isn’t this too easy? You are far too weak to be an elder of a sect famed for its archers.”*A short while earlierTong Mu had paid his respects to Huang Fu, then hurried back to the palace after his visit to the White Tiger Sect’s headquarters ended in disappointment.“Well?” Huang Fu had asked.“As expected, Your Majesty, Feng Yin refused.”Huang Fu set his teacup down with pressure; the clink sounded sharp. Tong Mu swallowed hard as he watched the Emperor clutch the cup until it cracked.“Marshal hundreds of soldiers for the attack! Bring three firestones with you! You only need to get in and subdue Feng Yin, then the sect will be yours. If they will not be allies, ma

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