Legacy: Lord Alba 1 Hello Second Life

I'm dying if you imagining something along the line of conspiracy, betrayal of a loved one or something similar?

I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I am dying naturally of old age having experienced every aspect of life, after all, I have been living for more than three thousand years and experienced everything a life can offer.

I still remember my first love, she was a beautiful woman with huge b.r.e.a.s.t.s and a small waist with long legs just like a piece of art. for me, she was like a G.o.ddess.

I could hardly believe she was my girlfriend Until one day, she became the biggest disappointment in my life. from her, I learned both love and hate.

She was the first person I trusted and was betrayed by the most. Now that I mentioned, it was like a typical drama of pure and beautiful romance that descended into oblivion.

I still remember the word she said when she left me "You will never become anyone in life I look for something better" and with those words. we set out on separate paths of life.

After that, I concentrate on cultivation, alchemy, arrays, and everything I could find just to erase those words "You will never become anyone in this life" from my head.

I never looked for her, until a decades later when I saw her again she was the wife of a sect master. One could see the pride she radiating from her face at first sight just by walking along with her husband.

After all, she thought that she had made the right choice at that time she never would have thought of me after our breakup.

I wanted to show her that she was wrong but once I saw her I lost my interest. Her most significant achievement in life was to marry a Sect Master of a local sect, she would never surpa.s.s that achievement. So I thought am I a fool to bother spending my time on such a person?

Thinking that I left my homeland and traveled the world without looking back. I wandered all my life like a lonely cultivator, lacking any backing, offending clans, and sects, being hunted day and night constantly Fighting day after day till the death of my enemies. As years go by my cultivation increased by leaps and bounds Until one day it reaches a bottleneck from which I never advanced.

I came to this mountain more than a thousand years ago and made it my home, then immersed myself in spoils of those I killed.

amongst them were Some alchemists, array masters, While some were weapon masters. From whom I acquired unique and rare recipes of pills beside various unique fire control techniques, also learned many Arrays and even developed some original Arrays of my own, Not to mention the infinite number of cultivation and body refinement techniques.

I spent many years a.n.a.lyzing all the techniques until I concluded why I could not advance further on my path of cultivation, it's because of my weak foundation!

When I was young I was poor, there was no teacher to guide me or resources for my cultivation. while my society hinged on "strong prey on weak mentality," therefore I strived to be stronger as quickly as possible to change my lifestyle. I sought after faster realm breakthrough without proper foundation which leads me to have a weak foundation.

I could never have realized it at that time, but now with all the techniques I researched and all the notes from my spoils I came to realize it, as they all pointed to the importance of building a stronger foundation in the initial stages of cultivation, as well as many tips to help future generations.

I spent my remaining time in silence. Studying the techniques of cultivation, body refinement, alchemy, Arrays. Until, this day.

Everything has an end and time does not forgive anyone.

Since I am at the end of my road called life I have decided to enter the reclusion of death.

"it was not a perfect life, but it was the life that led me to my current achievements" So I say goodbye to the world.

Staring at the sky full of stars for the last time. I turn around and go back to the cave I have been using for the last thousand years of cultivation.

Closing the cave entrance with a huge rock to prevents the qi from escaping. relaxing in a lotus position, closing my eyes without knowing if I would open them ever again I entered the reclusion of death.

Time pa.s.sed ...

(What happened? Did I die?) Everything was dark until a light engulfed him.

The first thing he heard was "Congratulation he's a Boy"

(What do you mean? Where I am?) While trying to move He realized that he can't move his body nor can he speak all that came out of his mouth are some baby noises, thus he began to observe what's in front of him.

He was in a clean, well-lit room along with a middle-aged man in white silk clothes should be the doctor while behind him stood three ladies who appeared to be his a.s.sistants.

While he was in the arms of an a.s.sistant. Another a.s.sistant approached with a sphere and placed it on his hand then a stream of energy moved inside his body spreading to every part of his body then retracts back to the sphere then it s.h.i.+ned gray before snuffing out a few seconds later.

(I got reincarnated there no other answer as this explains why I'm in the body of a newborn. while coming to this conclusion I shout "Move that sphere away from this old man!") as my body felt tired and little sore after touching that sphere.

(Hey, I prepared for death I did not ask anyone to reincarnate me, to say the least, I have no reason for doing this as I lived a decent life even for a lonely cultivator.

the only thing I regret was that I died without reaching the peak of the cultivation world inevitable due to my origins and the lack of a teacher But after a moment an idea crossed my mind.)

(Now that I reincarnated how about I cultivate this body with everything I have learned in my previous life then my cultivation could transcend new heights, hahaha it appears I have conquered death! what life would I have this time.)

While he's in his own world, the doctor was addressing a beautiful woman lying on the bed with a face full of weariness apparently having been through labor.

"Congratulations to the ninth concubine. The king will be happy to have another son," said the royal doctor.

"It's not much, can I see him?" asked the ninth concubine.

"Of course, bring the third prince to his mother," said the royal doctor.

Upon hearing the order. the maid who was carrying a newborn baby approached the ninth concubine.

While looking with eyes full of affection at her baby she received him in her arms and then she asked the doctor "Is my baby healthy? Are there any complications?"

"He is a healthy baby, but? " The doctor said

" But what? " asked the concubine.

"His talent is average if we compare him with the first and second prince he is not up to there level " he replied

"That does not matter if he can't be a great martial artist, he can still be a great scholar, or an alchemist, or array master, there are many paths he can choose, he can be anyone he aspires to be. talent does not decide everything" said the concubine

When she spoke these words everyone in the room including the baby could not believe what they heard, usually, the first thing each and every parent worried about were there child's talent. but this woman said she didn't mind her child's talent.

(if talent was not crucial there would not be so few great masters in the world, if it were easy to walk the path of martial arts then grandmasters would be like cabbages. even though not all people with high potential are able to become grandmasters in martial arts but all the great masters had one thing in common. During there youth, they all possessed great talent and faced fewer roadblocks compared to others with average talent, when they matured it was then that they reached their present heights.) thought royal doctor.

(The third prince had an average talent which means. he can only reach stage 4 on the martial path and if he comes across some fortunate encounters the highest cultivation he could reach would be the sixth stage in his whole life, his fate already been decided.

compared to him, the first prince who was 5 years old and already at the peak of the first martial stage and will have the possibility to reach the level of great master of the ninth-martial stage. one could say their difference is nigh impossible to overcome

So the third-prince is destined to live in the shadow of his older brothers, as even the second prince is more talented than the third prince, the second prince is 3 years old and has not yet to start on the path of cultivation but was proven to have a high talent. As the examination done when they are born can dictate what the child's talent be with 99% of accuracy.

With two older brothers with talents higher than his. you can see how tough his future will be but this woman says that she doesn't care. The doctor doesn't know whether he should laugh or cry at such a declaration.) royal doctor

While she was busy speaking her thoughts, she didn't notice that her baby is immersed in own deliberation, after some time he came to a conclusion that

(This woman is naive, from what I see the king is my father who didn't attend the delivery. from this, I can see that he doesn't care about us or he's too busy. As they addressed her as the "ninth concubine" so there are eight other concubines without counting the queen. she must be from a n.o.ble lineage, Resignedly sacrificed herself for a political marriage to form ties with the royal family)

At this moment. he felt little sorry for this woman. if not for him being her son. she would have ended up dead along with her a.s.sociates in skirmishes between the first and second prince for their quests to the throne.

(This woman my "mother" is fortunate I don't have any designs on the throne but I will not let any harm come to her because of those words she spoke, even if a G.o.d wants her life he will have to pa.s.s by my corpse before reaching her. "you have the oath of this old man.") to please this woman he did his best acting like a cute little child, consequently avoiding any suspicion.

"Look how cute he is, doctor since my husband has not attended my delivery there shouldn't be a problem if I named my baby right?" Asked the ninth concubine

"I don't think it'll be a problem," he said while sighing, although he knew it's the tradition for the father to name his newborn child but knowing that the third prince has the average talent he speculated that the king would not pay any attention whatsoever for the third price, and would not even bother to name him, so he didn't see any problem in allowing her request.

"If that's true, then from now he'll be named as " Alexander" my son "Alexander Alba," said the ninth concubine with a happy smile.

(Hahaha this old man likes that name, from today onwards I will be named Alexander my old name will be forgotten and as for that d.a.m.ned king I will never forgive you for not being there for my mother.)