They Call Me a Spoiled Heir, but They Never Said I Was Invincible

In a high-martial world torn by dynastic rivalries, Chen Zhibai returns to the capital seriously wounded, with only seventy percent of his strength remaining. He intends to investigate the case discreetly.

Who could have guessed that the Duke Who Guards the Nation would decide he was a hidden dragon and insist on foisting his granddaughter, the capital's most beautiful woman, on him?

The First Prince scolds him for currying favor with the powerful, the Second Prince laughs at his overconfidence, and the entire court impeaches him as unworthy of his position.

Chen Zhibai smiles.

He points north. "Eight years ago, I carved a thirty-li trail of blood through the border all by myself, with nothing but my sword."

He looks west. "The Lord of the Great Light Palace said we were fated to meet and gave me a Buddhist seal to protect me."

Feeling the "sword seed" left inside him by the greatest assassin in the world, he looks toward the Eastern Sea:

"And that one is waiting for me... to return a finger he gave me."

When the Gray Wolf Iron Cavalry bears down on them, the balance among the Grandmasters shatters, and the entire dynasty teeters on the brink of destruction,

the "illegitimate son" everyone looked down on slowly draws his sword, its light illuminating the capital:

"I told you, I came back only to reclaim everything that should have been mine."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.