Swordmasters Youngest Son Novels & Stories

He said with a serious look, "From now on, don't mention the ruins again. As Ceromen, we can't covet the things in there. Moreover, that young expert of the Human Clan... Remember, from now on, don't go against that young man. His strength is too terrifying." When the current patriarch heard this, he said with a wry smile, "Ancestor, you have just escaped, so you may not know that the young man's title is Saber and Sword Addict, and he is now the worthy No.1 Superior in the new world. No one dares to disobey his orders. He has the final say in this world. No sect or force dares to go against his will." ... Ding Hao returned to the Immortal Gate of Fortune.

Could it be that I've met the person who gave birth to a new swordwill before? Myles recalled that he had a young genius swordsman named Radyn under his command. He thought Radyn a promising candidate who had a chance of giving birth to a new swordwill, but he quickly shook his head. The aura coming from the Sword Tomb was completely different from Radyn's. Based on this alone, he concurred that the person who gave birth to Sword Will was definitely not Radyn!

The young man who had once gripped his hand now placed both palms firmly upon his shoulders. “Zhangjian.” Li Min murmured. “Brother Li Min, Father… Mother…” the boy sobbed, his hands digging into the earth, his fragile frame weighed down by grief. Li Min pulled Xiu Zhangjian into a fierce embrace. His teeth ground together as his gaze locked upon the burning ruins of Boushan. In his heart, he swore, “You have made a grave mistake, leaving the true heir of the Sacred Dragon Sword alive. Mark my words, your time will come. We will rise, and we will have our vengeance.”

One of Harvey's legs was suddenly broken by a stomp. His legs were twisted at odd angles, with stark white bones piercing through the skin, creating a gruesome sight. "Ah!" Harvey was in unbearable pain, and their screams echoed throughout the hall. Everyone was shocked! "How dare he?" "That's the eldest son of the Harringtons, the top disciple of the Iron Sword Sect, the future son-in-law of the Whales family from Kingsvale. It's like he's stirred up a massive storm!"

“Very well, let’s see how terrible you all are today.” After his initial hesitancy, his cheeks coloring and his eyes locked to the sword master whilst he learned the routine, the sliding step from one posture to another, the position of sword and arms combined with the set of feet, Aien was not terrible. Luckily, a new recruit was far, far worse. A muscled younger son, the young man had received training before coming to the academy, and seemed determined to show that training off, even when it ran contrary to the sword master’s instructions resulting in an altercation between the two, and mockery from the on-watchers.

“But how do you know?” The commander took one folder and opened it. “I’ve asked the maids of that mansion myself to describe the young man. Then I looked at the details where that child had registered in the competition.” He rotated the folder and slid it forward to Tristan. “A swordsman from Frostwood—blue eyes like the ocean, hair as black as a crow, skin as light as snow… no parents, and only raised by House Doran. And we’ve known that Chief Gregor Doran and his wife, Sarah Doran only had one son, Robert… I’m telling you; this child is fostered.”

I thought the priests weren't targets, so why? But my own situation became too urgent to worry about other people. I was the one in real danger. I was the unlucky villainess for God's sake. Alistair wielded his enormous sword, taking a powerful swing at the troops of Soma who approached him. The sword started to rumble at that moment. An aura the same color as Alistair's silver hair started to cover the sword. Sword master. I knew that he was supposed to be the youngest sword master in the empire's history. But witnessing it myself was still amazing.

Jeremy doted on Jaiden, his son, very much. It was because Jaiden was his sole son and offspring. Thanks to his cultivation, Jeremy lost his potency after having his son, Jaiden. Moreover, this effect was permanent, and even if he was already at demigod level, he had no way to restore that aspect to its original state. Once they received the order, the top echelons of the Returning Sword Sect left. The Supreme Elder, Ash, said, “You are allowed to use the Immortal-slaying Ship of the sect.”

“Unlock my acupoints. You have my word.” He instantaneously did as she demanded. But no sooner had he freed her when she rammed into him, probably to release her fury on him. She hadn’t realised he was one of the fastest swordsmen in his land, probably because he had all the masters to teach him martial arts since he was young. He swerved easily and turned around before embracing her from behind. Jade’s body stiffened in his grasp. He knew what she was thinking. In broad daylight, the man was brash enough to do this to her! The next thing was, she had stepped hard on his foot. Her move was so abrupt that it forced him to retreat.

It was quiet for a moment. Then, the man burst into shrill, deranged laughter. “What a joke! You’re the son of the owners of this place? If you are, then I’m the king of the world!” The man laughed so hard that he was shaking all over. He pointed a finger at me and said, “Listen, punk, you shouldn’t mess around so much. Although I’ve never met the guy, Professor Corleone told me her son is a king among men. He’s studying abroad! He doesn’t wear no-name trash like you! I’ve met a lot of your kind. You think you can pretend to be rich and powerful just because you’re not as good as others. Do you really think that will get you anywhere?”