All Chapters of How I Became Immortal: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Yuna’s palms were sweaty, and the musky scent permeated the entire courtyard. Namjoo stood before her with a look of determination. She wasn’t expecting her to be such a strong opponent, but that was a mistake on her part. The fight to determine ranks within the soldiers had begun.At first, Yuna thought that this would be a simple sparring match, but she overlooked the fact that soldiers in this era were prideful. The rankings weren’t formal, and they weren’t given titles. A win could determine how much power someone had within the army. The soldiers that lost were bound to bow down to those that have defeated them. This only applied to their comrade-in-arms, not enemies. Yuna observed the countless soldiers that sparred and learned that this match wasn’t as simple as she thought it would be. It didn’t look like a simple match when these men were ripping at each other’s throats to win the fight. Some came out of the fight with broken bones and torn flesh. Yuna cou

Eunho placed Yuna lightly on the bed. His guilt grew like a mountain whenever he saw her unconscious figure on the bed. This was the third time she fainted. Her body was weaker than most. He also noticed that she was extremely thin and pale unlike most kids. In comparison to Yuna, he was taller and much more muscular. She almost looked malnourished. He wondered how she could be when she came from such a wealthy background. He pulled out the elixir of the phoenix from his pouch. The Elixir of the Phoenix was an ancient artifact that had collected dust in the underground tomb of the first Emperor of Guwon. The tomb was long forgotten even by the royal family. He was only able to find information about the tomb on accident in his previous life. Eunho made sure to go to the ancient underground tomb to obtain all sorts of treasures. The Elixir of the Phoenix is known to cure all illnesses. Legend states that consuming even a droplet of the elixir will prolong life and

There were veins forming on Minho’s forehead as the time spent waiting grew excruciatingly long. He could not wait any longer. He roared at the guards, “What the h*ll is taking so long? I was here for an hour and the guard hasn’t come back! Since the other guard isn’t back yet, I’m assuming that he has decided to betray you. I guess that means your life has no meaning to your friend.”Minho shouted at his personal servant, “Bring my sword, right now!” The servant bowed, “Understood, your majesty.” The servant went to the palanquin and brought out his sword. Minho snatched the sword from his hands and promptly took the scabbard off. The sword swiftly landed on the guard’s neck. He felt the cold sharp blade cut a layer of his skin. A tiny bit of blood dripped down his neck. He shivered in fright at the man that held his life in his hands. He could not die. He still had so much he had to do in life. The guard frantically begged, “Please, spare me. I have a wife and kids. If I die, who

Warning: This chapter has some violence. Please read at your own discretion.Minhoo observed the Ezraen girl before him and only thought of one thing; make her life a living h*ll. He was discontent with the slave traders. The girl looked unharmed. Her clothes and hair still resembled nobility. None of them had listened to anything he had commanded. He wanted them to rough up the girl and make sure she knew that her life was going to become worse than a beggars. If none of them were willing, he would gladly make her regret ever being born.He especially disliked that she was the daughter of that b*st*rd Jonathon. He despised Jonathon with a passion. He recalled the incident that made his blood burn with anger and humiliation. Minho ordered his servants to capture every last Ezraen in the city. To him, they seemed to be similar to rats. They hid in dark corners and lived with nothing but the clothes on their backs. They were so week and easy to destroy.He especially enjoyed l

Yuna was lost inside the darkness within the deepest recesses of her mind. She had no clue where she was. She inspected her surroundings to make sense of her surroundings. She couldn’t see anything, and nothing made sense to her. Wasn’t she sparring with Namjoo just now? How did she get here? Did she die?She didn’t believe that she was dead. Her first death wasn’t like this. She was sent towards the heavens to meet with God. She was in a peculiar place with no one and nothing around her. The darkness reminded her of how lonely the world really is. No matter how many people loved and cared about her, she could only feel how lonely it all is after death. One statement stuck with her - Everyone must die alone. The solitude engulfed her.There was nothing and no one around. The only thing she could feel was the burning sensation that kept tearing at her insides. Something within her was changing. It felt like something was ripping apart her body and putting it back together. She couldn’t