I Became the Owner of the Heavenly Flower Palace

Jincheon was completely immersed in his sword training.

Ever since the first day he had personally swung a sword — the first time in his life — Jincheon had been thinking constantly about the Yongcheon Sword Art. Whenever he had free time, he reached for the sword.

Even he was surprised by himself.

Clack, clack.

Listening to the familiar sound of hooves, Jincheon leaned back in his carriage and looked back on the past few days.

He couldn’t help but let out a faint, incredulous laugh.

“Look at me — getting into swordsmanship.”

For scholars, swordsmanship was not exactly a common hobby.

Of course, swordsmanship was recognized as a means of self-defense and as a noble martial tradition, but it was far less common than poetry, calligraphy, painting, or music.

What’s more, the rough and violent nature of martial artists — men who wielded blades — was one of the main reasons scholars typically looked down on swordsmanship.

And yet, having wielded a sword himself, everything felt different.

“So this is why they were all so dedicated.”