All Chapters of The First Heir: Chapter 3471 - Chapter 3480

Philip was seriously injured. Although the explosion just now did not kill him, it nearly did. It was impossible to survive such an explosion without injuries. “That son of a b*tch almost killed me!” Philip muttered and looked at the golden token that fell aside. He was peeved. Everything happened because of this token, damn it. However, Philip kept it instead of throwing it away. Then, he got up and looked around. He finally saw Laurie collapsed in the ashes. He was startled and quickly ran over. After checking, he found that Laurie was just injured and unconscious, but it was nothing serious. He breathed a sigh of relief. The female thief was also fine. “Fortunately, nothing happened. There’s a silver lining in every cloud.” As Philip spoke, he moved the two to the side. He sat cross-legged in one spot and started to recover from his physical injuries. Fortunately, he had reached the second level of his Three Phase God-Demon Technique, and it was not that difficult for

Philip muttered as if savoring the meaning of Laurie's words. “Let’s put this aside. I’ll take you to the harshest place. That may be our destination soon.” Laurie said at this time, and Philip nodded. “Uh, why don’t you let go of me first? It’s been a while now.” Philip could not help mumbling at this time. Laurie was startled before she realized that she had been holding Philip's arm. Hearing Philip's words, Laurie's face turned red instantly, and she quickly let go of Philip's hand. Philip was taken aback and wanted to slap himself. Damn it, why did he allow his mouth to run wild? Was it not good to hold hands with a beautiful woman? “Ahem, um, you can grab it now. I simply felt an itch just now.” Philip chuckled, and Laurie was briefly speechless. “Creep.” Laurie muttered and walked away, ignoring Philip, and Philip quickly chased after her. Soon, they arrived at a rather strange place. It was a large courtyard full of magic circles. Many people crowded around w

Philip was taken aback. Why should they make way for the other party? There was no one else here. Would those people fight them on the spot and make them a laughingstock? “Don’t think too much. This training isn’t as simple as you think. This place will restore the image of those who participated in the previous competitions, as well as the battle scenes, for our reference.” Laurie explained, and Philip was taken aback upon hearing that. They could restore it? This made it a lot easier. It was similar to a video recording, and Philip watched it with Laurie. The sandstorm had died down by now. Not far away, a stone platform appeared at some point. It looked very large with a radius of hundreds of meters. Three people made of sand stood on the platform. They had no faces and held weapons made of sand in their hands, giving off a strange feeling. Several people appeared out of thin air opposite those three sandmen. They looked vague as if they were previous participants of t

Philip’s mind went blank at this sight. Was the sandman actually crying? How was this possible? It was something made of sand. How could it have feelings? “This is weird. Why do I have the feeling that I’ve killed the wrong person?” Philip muttered before he shook his head and stopped thinking about it. When Philip was about to ask another question, he suddenly found some changes coming over the sandman. The sand on the sandman’s body started falling off, exposing some clothes, followed by his body. Very soon, the sandman taken down by Philip had turned into a living person. “Run quickly!” The man said to Philip before looking at the ground at his feet. Philip followed the other party's gaze and found that the two sandmen he blasted apart just now had turned into two corpses. They were two females, one older and one younger, seemingly mother and daughter. The girl looked very similar to the man in Philip’s hands, and Philip’s heart jolted. Were they a family of three?

Seeing him stop, Laurie halted too. She pursed her lips and said, “Of course, I am. Why else would I be here?” Although Laurie’s tone was not very polite, the swordsman did not take it to heart and swung his sword into the sheath. “I can’t be bothered to argue with a young girl like you. Forget it. It’s your luck for us to bump into each other. Hand over your token.” Laurie was startled by the swordsman’s remarks. Laurie asked in puzzlement, “What token? The Heroes Conference hasn’t started yet, has it?” It was the swordsman's turn to be dumbfounded. His mind exploded as his body shook violently. He seemed to have thought of something and asked hoarsely, “Are you saying that the Heroes Conference hasn't started yet? Are you a new batch of participants?” Laurie nodded. Of course, she was in the new batch of participants. “Impossible. This can’t be real. Have I been living in an illusion for so many years?” The swordsman dropped his sword to the ground and put his head