All Chapters of The First Heir: Chapter 4611 - Chapter 4620

“I’m afraid you won't dare to work with me once you know my identity,” Philip said with a chuckle. He really wanted to get connected with the Trove Guild. Philip thought the woman would give up upon hearing his remarks, but she became more excited instead. “My name is Noelle, an external agent of the Trove Guild. I’m responsible for all external affairs, so I have the right to decide whether to work with you or not. "I'm not curious about your identity. If you’re very mysterious, I don’t mind hearing about it, but I just want your protection in the secret realm for now.” Noelle’s intention was very straightforward, and it sounded like a pretty good deal. Montel furtively poked Philip, thinking that they should agree. Clementine frowned unhappily. Although Clementine wanted Philip to refuse the other party’s request, she was just a subordinate and could not make decisions for Philip. Philip pondered briefly and agreed to Noelle's request. “I agree. I have no demands fo

Philip chuckled at the name, which sounded exactly like a place for taking a bath. “Someone like the Water Dragon King needs to take a bath too? With so much water in the lake outside, he could simply transform into a dragon and take a dip there.” Montel laughed as he walked as if he was amused at the thought of the dragon king taking a bath. Philip had to give Montel a thumbs-up for his fearlessness. Suddenly, Montel tripped and fell to the ground. Everyone smothered their laughs at this quick retribution. “You need to pay attention to your words here. You deserve this for bad-mouthing others!” Clementine covered her mouth and laughed at Montel’s funny antics. Everyone laughed and joked as they moved forward. Noelle quickly integrated into the small team. Although Clementine still had opinions about her, they were no longer at each other’s throats. Philip walked in front and soon saw a pile of bones. “This skull doesn’t look human, probably some humanoid creature nat

“Marching Red Ants are good at fighting. They're born fearless and will never back away. Although the strength of one ant is limited, they always fight in swarms. "When dozens of red ants appear together, even a practitioner a half-step to the other shore can only choose to back off!” Noelle explained the details to the rest and reminded them of the ants’ prowess. Montel and Clementine seemed apprehensive. Montel finally understood why he was so scared just now. It was due to the oppressive vibes wafting from the Marching Red Ants. “From your looks of excitement, you must be after the ants, right?” Noelle smiled as if she knew everything. She admired Philip's courage very much, but courage was different from recklessness. He could have the idea of fighting these ants, but his strength was far from a half-step to the other shore. Even if Philip reached here by concealing his strength, he could not possibly be at that level. Moreover, Noelle made it clear that even a ha

Philip easily picked a lot of Anticide Weed. He took some for processing and left the rest in his space for cultivation. Several ants patrolled the surroundings, which was part of their nature. The ants were very united and would do anything to protect the queen. Although it was cumbersome to deal with a large number of Marching Red Ants, a few were just a piece of cake! Philip sprinkled the poison on the ants, and they turned into a puddle of water before they could even react. Philip applauded the poison he prepared. He did not want Noelle to follow him because he did not want to expose this method. After all, Noelle only had a temporary working relationship with him, so there was no need to let her know his trump card. Moreover, she would probably pester him if she knew he got his hands on the Robust Soil. He did not want to get involved with this beautiful woman. Even if Wynn did not mind, Philip would feel annoyed. After dealing with the ants, Philip took a Prowl

Philip was quite envious of the monster beasts. They could live for thousands of years without practicing. It was a far cry from humans, who could only do that with continuous improvement in practice. “Thousands of years ago, I entered the secret realm by accident when it opened, and I couldn’t get out,” the other party explained to Philip awkwardly. “In that case, you could've found a place to hide and wait for the next opening. Why did you get trapped here by some ants? You look like a wreck.” Philip shook his head helplessly. This monster beast looked more like a pathetic chicken in distress instead of a lion monster beast. The other party said furiously, “Do you think I'm a fool who doesn’t know how to hide? At that time, I was lucky enough to have received the secret realm’s heritage. "When the secret realm closed, the natives woke up and went after me for thousands of years. In the end, I was captured and imprisoned in this place! “Back then, I reached the pinnacle of