Reincarnated as the heir of the Duke’s household in the The Harrison Dynasty, William Harper possesses a Heavenly Palace within his mind, allowing his consciousness to enter and cultivate. Any technique or supreme art can be cultivated to perfection there, and only upon reaching perfection can he exit. No matter how long he spends in the Heavenly Palace, only an instant passes in reality.

At the age of sixteen, William Harper stepped into the legendary realm of martial arts without anyone knowing.

However—

One day, William Harper heard that his fourth uncle’s adopted daughter, Grace Bennett, had gone mad, claiming within the Duke’s residence that the Fang family was about to be wiped out.

William Harper quietly approached Grace Bennett’s room and happened to overhear her muttering to herself: “Sigh, to think I was once an Immortal Lord, yet now, having returned to my youth, I still can’t change my family’s fate. Is Heaven toying with me on purpose… If only I had come back just one month earlier, it wouldn’t be like this…”

A reincarnator?

And an Immortal Lord at that?

William Harper’s understanding was shattered, and amidst his shock, he also felt a bit of delight.

If you can cultivate immortality, who would bother with martial arts!

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Traveling across the mortal world’s mountains and rivers for thousands of miles, seeking only one immortal method that allows one to become an immortal on the spot.

Volume One: A Name Rises in Great Qi

Chapter 1: The Immortal Lord Reborn

The setting sun cast its afterglow over Nanqiu City at dusk. The city walls stood tall and imposing, moss creeping up the corners. In front of the city gates, commoners, merchants, and carriages lined up to enter. Inside, the streets crisscrossed in all directions, with numerous inns, shops, and willow-lined alleys. Children played in the lanes, townsfolk hawked their crafts by the roadside, and wandering martial artists beat drums and gongs to attract crowds for their performances. Wisps of cooking smoke rose from every courtyard, shrouding the evening in a hazy mist.

Sixteen-year-old William Harper stepped through the gates of the Duke’s residence. Dressed in fitted white robes, he was handsome and elegant, possessing both the refined looks of a scholar and the spirited air of a young hero. The gatekeepers all greeted him with smiles, and he nodded back without any airs.

“Shadowless Step truly lives up to its name. From now on, within five steps, no one can harm me.”

A smile spread across William Harper’s face. Having reached the legendary realm of martial arts in internal strength, and mastering the top sword, palm, and foot techniques of the era, he felt invincible.

After all, he was only sixteen!

Sixteen years since his reincarnation, he had already reached the pinnacle of the mortal world. From now on, he could truly enjoy life.

Looking forward to the future, William Harper walked on, greeted along the way by servants who addressed him as the Thirteenth Young Master.

William Harper’s grandfather, Samuel Harper, was a founding hero of the Great Qi Dynasty, holding the rank of second-grade Duke. His father, Edward Harper, was Samuel Harper’s youngest son, and among the third-generation grandchildren, William Harper was the thirteenth in age, hence the title Thirteenth Young Master.

In this dynasty reminiscent of ancient times, the atmosphere within the Fang Duke’s residence was harmonious, with little intrigue or scheming—perhaps because Samuel Harper was still in charge.

Relying on the Duke’s connections and prestige, William Harper began collecting martial arts manuals at the age of twelve. After four years of training, he could project his internal energy outward as a force, his strength as mighty as an elephant. Yet no one knew this; everyone assumed he was just another young master dreaming of the martial world.

Entering a garden, William Harper saw a group of maids gathered together. Without even trying, he knew they were gossiping about the Fang family. His hearing was extraordinary—he could clearly make out their conversation even from thirty meters away.

“Grace Bennett has gone mad. Today she’s been telling all the young masters that the Fang family is about to be wiped out.”

“I heard it too. She’s got guts, visiting every young master in the residence. Now her father, the Fourth Master, has locked her in her room.”

“Who would dare wipe out our Fang family? Even the Emperor wouldn’t dare!”

“Shh, you shouldn’t say things like that.”

“The Fourth Master dotes on his adopted daughter Grace Bennett so much, I bet she’ll be let out in a few days.”

Hearing the words “wiped out,” William Harper’s heart skipped a beat.

The Fang family would be wiped out?

William Harper listened for a while, pondering. In the end, he decided to go take a look. After all, he had nothing else to do, and Grace Bennett’s strange behavior must have a reason.

So, William Harper headed toward Grace Bennett’s courtyard.

His fourth uncle, Matthew Harper, had joined the army when he was young and nearly died on the battlefield, saved only by the self-sacrifice of Grace Bennett’s father. Even so, Matthew Harper was left with a lifelong, incurable disability. After leaving the army, he brought his benefactor’s ashes back to his hometown. At that time, Grace Bennett’s mother was already bedridden. Upon hearing the news, she lost all will to live and passed away that very day. Matthew Harper had no choice but to bring the infant Grace Bennett back to the Fang residence and raise her as his adopted daughter.

Grace Bennett was reclusive by nature and rarely left her courtyard. Growing up, William Harper had only seen her a few times. His impression was of a shy little girl about his age, with rather delicate features.

Usually, his fourth uncle was extremely protective, and Grace Bennett had never been bullied. She shouldn’t have suffered a mental breakdown—could there really be a threat of annihilation?

William Harper’s heart grew heavy. What kind of power could wipe out the Fang Duke’s household?

Could it be the Emperor’s will?

The Duke’s residence was vast, occupying a fifth of Nanqiu City—practically a city within a city. The household had thousands of retainers. Sometimes, William Harper would see his eldest uncle, Henry Harper, drilling the retainers in martial arts.

Could such a Fang family really be wiped out?

William Harper quickened his pace, circulating his internal energy, holding his breath, and stepping lightly with the Lost Steps technique. He silently arrived outside Grace Bennett’s window and listened intently.

The room was quiet, but with William Harper’s hearing, he could make out Grace Bennett’s breathing—somewhat rapid, clearly unsettled.