The main boulevard outside the estate was abuzz with excitement.It was an age of the strong preying on the weak. In times of famine, the rise of a single powerful individual could dictate the fate of the common people.
The hands of martial masters were colossal, their scale of plunder unmatched.
In this world of warriors—where the gaps in tactical maneuvering were as vast as the sky—who would emerge as the foremost figure? Sёar?h the N?vel(F)ire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
The Bi-mu Tournament spanned the entirety of Shanxi, carrying immense significance. Inside the estate, that weight was even greater.
Countless people streamed in and out.
An enormous banquet hall, arranged in a square shape resembling the character 口 (mouth), gleamed under the sunlight.
"The Iron Soul Divine Blade of the Gui family is said to be unrivaled."
"The foundation of Pyongyang Prefecture’s martial lineage is the Gongya clan. Do you even realize how stunning the So-Ga-Ju and I-Gong-Ja siblings are? Their beauty is beyond anything found in the marketplace. Surely, their martial arts must be just as exceptional."
"Are you seriously discussing young Shanxi warriors without mentioning the Sa-Hyeop? That’s laughable. Do you even know how many villains have fallen to the Mayflower Swordplay? They compose poetry over their corpses, as if the King of the Underworld himself knew true refinement."
"And let’s not forget the noble warriors of Goga Sword Sect, Suwol Sect, and Changcheon Gang! Shanxi is home to no shortage of battle-hardened warriors."
Whether their Qi was pure or erratic, the sects gathered here were all considered part of Shanxi’s noble martial society.
The colors of their martial robes varied.
Each warrior bore well-maintained weapons, engaging in casual conversation, their demeanor exuding the leisure of those who reigned as the strongest in an era of famine and chaos.
"What does it matter who wins the tournament? This is hardly the time to idly speculate about its outcome. Have you heard? Bloodfiends in the nearby region have begun emerging like wildfire-stricken boars."
"They’re not Blood Demon Sect assassins, just low-level lackeys—hardly a real threat. I cut one down myself just recently. The fool looked too terrified to even focus on absorption or looting. He was drowning in fear."
"Oh? And since when has your swordplay been so refined?"
"Well..."
The atmosphere was more akin to a grand aristocratic feast. Given that the banquet was hosted by a Sega-level family, that was only natural.
The vast expanse of the estate was filled with people. And this was just those whose names carried weight within the martial world. The world was truly vast.
"Gongya Jeong."
"…Gui Il-tae."
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