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Capítulo 1400: Chapter 53: Jianghu in Turmoil (2/2)

The First Estate was founded by the previous Manor Master, who traveled the world for decades, unmatched, thanks to his powerful and unstoppable Palm Technique and Palm Power. Even the Taoist Sect Masters with their continuous and unending Qi chanisms would avoid getting too close to such an External Cultivation Martial Artist, capable of stepping into the Great Grandmaster Realm.

Within close range, even the Supre Taoists could have their continuous Longevity Lotus Qi broken by a single punch.

After dominating Jianghu with his unparalleled Palm Power for decades, this world-renowned master departed, leaving many in Jianghu eager to know who would succeed him. Most believed it would be his second son, now in his forties, who had inherited his father’s fierce Palm Power and had stepped halfway into becoming a Grandmaster.

No one expected that the position would ultimately be passed to a woman who had no blood relation to the old Manor Master.

Behind the three gates of the First Estate, the masters from Jianghu and the high-level mbers of various Sects could not help but have many murmurs in their hearts as they observed the ceremony.

Although they maintained their silence, an exceedingly strange atmosphere pervaded the quiet. Most of the prominent Sect leaders of Jianghu were present, so were old acquaintances, so had enmities, yet none were looking at one another.

All eyes were fixed on the area beyond the main hall.

This quiet atmosphere had persisted for the ti it takes an incense stick to burn.

The new Manor Master of the First Estate still had not appeared. Though none of the people were outraged by this, so harbored silent discontent. An elder gave a low, mocking laugh, remarking that although she hadn’t yet attained the Palm Power and Martial Arts of the old Manor Master, she certainly had the grandeur that even the old Manor Master did not possess, speaking with much irony.

The elder did not conceal his words, and those nearby heard them clearly.

Hearing a guest speak ill of the host within the host’s domain would inevitably be awkward for the listeners, regardless of what the speaker thought, causing those prominent figures and great masters of Jianghu to keep their eyes fixed, showing no reaction, as if in ditative Concentration.

While the First Estate had brought so order to Jianghu, preventing the relationship between Jianghu and the Imperial Court from deteriorating to an extrely sharp point, these benefits could not obscure the stark reality that the First Estate, like a mountain, weighed upon the heads of all Sects in Jianghu.

Even Sects as prestigious as the Seven Sects must respect and revere the First Estate.

Various factions usually appreciated the friendship of the First Estate.

But when discussing whether they were willing to remain under the First Estate’s dominion for the next hundred years, their thoughts grew complex. The Great Grandmaster who could repel the tide for seven hundred Baili had long since left, and in Jianghu, who would not want to claim a bit more territory, gather more prestige, or recruit more disciples of exceptional talent?

Who would not want their own Sect to grow stronger with each passing day, to enjoy three to five hundred years of prosperity? By then, they too could be considered a founding ancestor, worshiped annually by new disciples.

The past gratitude, coupled with these inherently human thoughts and other unspoken, subtle sentints, led to countless plans and sches lurking beneath the friendly faces at the First Estate.

If traced to its roots, this peculiar mindset began sprouting in people’s hearts since that elder left the First Estate. At first, it was barely noticeable, but as ti went by, it grew day by day, like a wildfire.

This Jianghu, largely stable for decades, beca chaotic after the First Manor Master’s departure. Most people had subconsciously reached a consensus to restrain their impulses until this day.

Whether they would continue to heed the First Estate or prioritize their own Sects’ futures would depend on whether today’s newly appointed Manor Master could stabilize this already tumultuous Jianghu like the previous generation. As the folk saying goes: you can only eat as much as your stomach can hold. Even in officialdom, there is talk of one whose virtue does not match their position.

Thus, when the crucial person of the day kept delaying their appearance, it was inevitable that so grew anxious. The elder who spoke earlier took a sip of tea to calm his temper, ready to speak again when suddenly a loud laughter echoed from the mountain, as if right in everyone’s ears, boisterously saying:

“Wow, so many people are waiting here for us?”

“Hahaha, I am not worthy, not worthy at all!”

As soon as the voice sounded, it was ethereal but soon approached directly up the mountain.

Everyone was visibly moved, inwardly noting that indeed sothing unexpected had occurred, and they turned to see a tall, burly man striding up the mountain. His physique was robust and towering, and his Qi chanism surged like a rushing gale, causing the ground to almost tremble with each step.

A First Estate Disciple noticed the unwelco visitor, approached with his sword, and blocked his path, saying:

“Who is the visitor, and do you have an invitation?”

“Why are you trespassing in our First Estate!”

In his heart, he was puzzled as to how the First Estate, with its strict vigilance, could not notice the changes inevitable with the transition of leadership between the old and new Manor Masters, when everyone in Jianghu could sense the undercurrents.

There were already three sword-wielding Elders with elite disciples guarding in the mountain’s midst.

With the three Elders’ Swordsmanship forming a Sword Array, regardless of how formidable the visitor was, they should at least be able to signal the mountaintop.

The burly man suddenly burst into laughter, saying:

“Are you little fellows thinking about those three old codgers guarding below? Hahaha, those old fellows do have so skills, but unfortunately, perhaps they’ve grown too old, living in comfort, haven’t road Jianghu for many years, and have grown rusty in their skills.”

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