From Outcast to Overlord The Unyielding Heir (Leander Ashcroft) novel Chapter 661

Immortal

Chapter 661 The Broken Sword of the Infinity Sword Immortal

“Immortality?” Leander paused mid–sip, setting his coffee down with deliberate care.

The word wasn’t unfamiliar to him. In fact, it was almost too familiar.

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Over the past eight years, he had wandered across countless lands, delving into ancient texts wherever he could find them. These texts mentioned immortality endlessly, almost obsessively. But people who had truly glimpsed it were few and far between.

He didn’t crave immortality for himself. Still, he had always been chasing its secrets. He wanted the ones he cared about to live long lives. That was what family and friends deserved. Yet even now, he was only scratching the surface.

Take the Phoenix Essence Pill he had developed, for example. Even though it was just one type of longevity medicine, it could pierce the marrow using ancient techniques, extend a person’s lifespan, and even improve their constitution, making them resistant to all kinds of illnesses while warding off demons and evil. That’s why, in today’s world, his Phoenix Essence Pill has become such a sensation. And it was also what enabled Jeff Enterprises to rise to the top and secure its spot as the world’s number one corporation.

But even with the pill in his hands, Leander was still worlds away from true immortality. Real immortality meant lifespans stretching easily five hundred years or more. A single pill that added ten years to one’s life was nothing in comparison.

“That’s right,” Julian said, nodding. “Every Martial Practitioner aims to transcend, to reach unimaginable power. But in the end, their path is really the path to immortality. Beyond chasing ultimate destructive force, what is it that every practitioner secretly dreams of? Immortality.”

He shook his head with a quiet awe. “Take Saint Greaterson of the Wanda Sect five centuries ago. He developed the Eternal Flow Technique in pursuit of immortality. Or Master Tobias Zane of the House of Exorcists, who mastered pills to transcend life itself. These legendary Martial Practitioners shook the world with their power. But in the end, none escaped the limits of mortality.

“Even the longest–living, Saint Greaterson, spent three hundred and twenty years studying in the Wanda Sect before finally passing on. That’s how irresistible immortality was to them. Otherwise, why would the four hundred–year King Phase warriors all gather in Ravenridge for the auction hosted by the Lowells?”

Leander nodded, a trace of a smile in his eyes. His gaze was deep. “Exactly. When you talk about immortality, Martial Practitioners need lifespans long enough to wield world–shaking power. If you only had one day to live, no matter how much strength you had, capable of tearing oceans apart with a flick of your hand, what would it even matter?”

He turned his gaze, sharp and severe now. “From the way you put it, the Lowells must be holding something. Something that contains the secrets of immortality?”

Julian nodded, then shook his head in that casual, almost absent way. “Ten years ago, my eldest son was hauling cargo down in Riverlands South. While he was navigating the waterways, he ran into a boatman. This boatman had something in his hands–a short sword encased in resinous ambert At first glance, it was nothing special, honestly looked worse than your average iron sword, and through the amber, you could see it was completely rusted through”

“But my son thought there was something unusual about it. It was the first time he’d ever seen a broken sword preserved in amber So he bought it from the boatman for ten thousand! He brought it back to the Lowells and kept it in his study as a collectible i didn’t even notice it until I went into his study one day to talk with him, and there it was, sitting there, that broken sword”

He paused. His expression hardened, and his voice dropped. “At first, I thought it was just an ordinary trinket But I had no idea. That broken sword had a story. After digging through an old book called “The Sword Codex” and studying its illustrations and descriptions, I finally realized what it was. This sword belonged to a grandmaster named Infinity Sword Immortal, a personal sword from five hundred years ago, the same era as Saint Greaterson!”

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Chapter 661 The Broken Sword of the Infinity Sword Immortal

“Broken sword? Infinity Sword Immortal?” Leander’s eyes narrowed.

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“Yeah, that Infinity Sword Immortal. Legend says he was the last grandmaster in the Eastern world to transcend the King Phase. He once split mountains and rivers with a single strike, even cutting through the Tri–Spire Expanse with one swing! Rumor has it he met Saint Greaterson once. They faced each other, and it ended without a clear winner. But records from the old masters who watched say Infinity Sword Immortal didn’t even use his full strength that day.

“Reliable sources say he inherited powers from ancient immortals. He commanded godlike abilities and knew the secrets of immortality. Five hundred years ago, he was untouchable. Every secret he mastered was sealed within his personal sword. But when he mysteriously disappeared, his sword vanished with him. I never imagined it would end up back at the Lowells, brought home by my own eldest son.”

Leander poured himself another cup of coffee and said lightly, “Are you sure that broken sword is really Infinity Sword Immortal’s personal blade?”

Julian nodded firmly. “The Lowells have been rooted deep in Ravenridge since the days of the last royal family. Our archives are full of ancient records. I’ve gone through several old texts, and every description of Infinity Sword Immortal’s personal sword matches this broken blade almost exactly. I even wondered if it might be a forgery. But when I probed it with my divine perception, the energy inside was incredibly mysterious. There’s no doubt–this is the very sword he carried.”

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