In the world of martial arts, I can invest in countless realms.

Chapter 7 Do you know martial arts?

"Wait a minute, although Steward Tong also shares the surname Shen, he is not a member of the Shen clan. It seems inappropriate for him to be standing here, doesn't it?"

"Very well, please excuse us for now, Steward Tong!"

As soon as Shen Che sat down in the ancestral hall, people immediately turned their attention to Shen Tong, the head steward.

"Is there something wrong?" Shen Che's calm gaze swept over the person who spoke. Although he did not speak, it was as if an invisible pressure was coming towards him.

When did this frail young master develop such a gaze?

"Uncle Tong is the head steward of our manor. Before my father left, he specifically entrusted Uncle Tong with full authority to handle all affairs of the manor, including clan affairs."

"If you have any objections, you can raise them with Father!"

"I..." Your father is already buried, why would I ask!

"Young Master Luo!" After Shen Che spoke up, Shen Tong, the head steward, continued, "Back then, you were addicted to gambling and even mortgaged your wife."

"It was the master who gave you money to get through the crisis, redeemed your wife, and even helped you acquire some property, which made your life a little better."

"And you, Young Master An!" Looking at the other person, Shen Tong almost pointed her finger at him and cursed.

"You were never favored by your father, were harshly criticized by your stepmother, and never even got a hot meal."

"It was the master who promoted you, that's why you're where you are today. Have you all forgotten that?"

"The young master is the eldest son of the old master and should rightfully succeed to the position of master!"

"You are all from collateral branches of the family. Which one of you hasn't received favors from the old master? How dare you open your mouths?"

The burning sandalwood incense in the ancestral hall created a tense and oppressive atmosphere.

With his gaze sweeping around, Shen Tong, the head steward, went all out, his terrifying aura of a grandmaster looming over him, making almost everyone unable to lift their heads.

Shen Che watched quietly without saying a word.

If it weren't for his status as the heir, he would rather quietly find a place to stay.

So many talented people are struggling to find investors; I don't have time to waste with you.

Ultimately, it's all about the good place like Hidden Sword Pavilion. If it weren't for using the accumulated wealth of Hidden Sword Manor over hundreds of years as capital, who would want to be the young master of the manor?

"Bored, let's play a round!" While keeping an eye on the clan association, Shen Che focused his mind on the system. Countless streams of light flashed by, and then quickly zoomed in on a small county town.

My thoughts swept across the county town, and to put it simply, the best I could find was only of average appearance.

With such talent, let alone comparing him to Lu Sheng, there are quite a few people here who would completely surpass him.

"Continue!" Taking a deep breath, Shen Che abandoned this place without hesitation and began searching again.

This time there is one who is quite talented, but he is too old.

To put it another way, he's almost a great-grandson, yet he's spent his whole life doing nothing but toiling in the barren land and keeping company with yellow oxen.

In this vast world, countless geniuses remain hidden in the dust, never truly blossoming.

No matter how talented one is, without the right opportunities, one can only struggle in the mundane world.

Moreover, random selection is like panning for gold in the sand; the area he can explore is only the size of an ordinary county town. How many geniuses can there be in a small county town?

While heroes are as numerous as carp crossing a river, the chances of a genius emerging from a small county town are truly slim.

His previous success in selecting Lu Sheng gave him the illusion that geniuses were easy to find, but he didn't realize it was just good luck.

"Try again, I refuse to believe it!"

Gritting his teeth, Shen Che chose to continue, his energy being rapidly depleted once again.

This time, however, his mind was focused on a baby who was still nursing. The baby was really talented, but how could he invest in such a young child? Invest in the breast milk, or give the baby to a wet nurse?

It must be a problem with the location; this lousy place is just not suitable.

"Continue!" Shen Che, his consciousness immersed in the system, wanted to try again, but felt dizzy and throbbing in his head.

No, this is even more energy-consuming than going to bed seven times a night. If I continue like this, I'll be completely drained.

It seems that, at my current level, I can only come three times a day at most.

Unless the investment is completed, the investee is locked in, and the two people establish a connection, there will be virtually no consumption.

Rubbing his throbbing head, Shen Che finally focused his attention entirely on the clan meeting.

It has to be said, Uncle Tong is amazing; none of these people can fight him.

Shen Changye's son slept with Shen Changning's concubine, so a relationship between the two of them is no longer possible.

These two were his real threats, but they're out of the game now.

As for Shen Che's second uncle, Shen Cong, although he was very active and constantly making connections, he had long been automatically excluded from the conversation.

There's no one left who can fight.

Well, I haven't even really made a move yet, and there's not a single one who can fight me.

This time, the advantage is in my hands!

"Elders, everyone, while it is certainly correct to establish the eldest son as heir, we must also consider the actual situation."

"My Hidden Sword Manor may look glamorous on the surface, but in reality it is already on the verge of collapse. How long can this facade last?"

Seeing that Shen Tong, the head steward, had almost completely suppressed all dissenting voices, Shen Che's good second uncle stood up.

His righteous and indignant demeanor was just like when Shen Che met him yesterday. If someone didn't know him, they could easily be fooled by him.

I bet he has the same expression when he's out there trying to trick young girls into taking their clothes off; otherwise, why would so many girls fall for it?

"If this continues, our Hidden Sword Manor will be devoured piece by piece one day!"

"To survive, our Hidden Sword Manor has no choice but to destroy the old and establish the new!"

"You want to compete for this position too?" The two elders glanced at him slightly, without even blinking.

Someone who doesn't know martial arts is obviously not a good choice, but would someone who frequents brothels every day be a good option?

With your condition so weak, you might not even live as long as someone who is naturally frail.

"It wasn't me, it was my son, Kongyu!"

Speaking of his son, Shen Cong puffed out his chest proudly, while also glaring at Shen Che with resentment.

If it weren't for his nephew's refusal to relinquish control, he would have become the manor lord directly, instead of having to be the manor lord's father.

Just wait, nephew, your uncle will take good care of you!

"You mean, empty rain?"

"That's right, it's my son, Kongyu!" Nodding, Shen Cong knew very well that it was basically impossible for him to compete for a position on his own, but his son was different.

"My son, Kongyu, began to hone his foundation at the age of three, formally began practicing martial arts at the age of five, developed internal energy in three months, and entered the Acquired Realm at the age of twelve."

"He will definitely reach the Innate Realm before the age of twenty-five, and has a chance to become a Grandmaster by the age of forty!"

The elder sitting high in the clan cupped his hands in greeting, then circled around the group once more. Shen Cong then spoke loudly.

"My son has the potential to become a grandmaster!"

This one sentence is worth more than a thousand words.

"As you all know, Che'er is in poor health and may not be able to continue."

"Taking advantage of this clan gathering, I'd like to propose that Kongyu be adopted by my eldest brother to carry on his family line. Therefore, who objects to him succeeding as the head of the manor?"

"This..." In an instant, the entire ancestral hall fell silent.

Even the clansmen whom Shen Tong, the head steward, had been cultivating over the past few days fell silent at this moment.

This Shen Lao Er usually seems unassuming, spending all his time going to brothels, but I never expected him to be so bold.

That's true, they have so many kids.

"Alas!" The two elders sighed deeply, as Hidden Sword Manor had been in a period of decline for a long time.

Looking around the room, apart from the two old men who were nearing the end of their lives, the most capable fighter was actually a manor steward who wasn't even a member of the Shen family.

Shen Kongyu should be considered the number one among the younger generation of Cangjian Manor.

But looking at the entire martial arts world, he can only be considered a genius, far from being one of the most outstanding talents.

However, if the entire estate is dedicated to nurturing him, it is not impossible to create a pillar of the family.

For a moment, they all hesitated.

"Is there anyone else who objects?"

Shen Cong straightened his back and looked directly at Shen Che. His gaze swept around again.

"Nephew, what do you think?"

"That's utter nonsense. The young master is still alive; there's no need for someone else to carry on the old master's legacy."

Slamming his hand on the table, Shen Tong glared angrily and said, "Second Master, if you want to usurp the Master's position, you'll have to ask for my permission first!"

"It's not about seizing my elder brother's legacy. I've already said that Kongyu will be adopted by him. Isn't that enough?"

"Steward Tong, our Hidden Sword Manor is quite well-known in the martial arts world. If the manor lord is weak and powerless, how can he command respect and lead the entire Hidden Sword Manor?"

"If you think it's inappropriate, you can let them fight it out, and whoever wins becomes the house owner."

"You!" You want to fight again? If the young master were really good at fighting, he wouldn't be letting you keep babbling on here.

"Alright, let's settle this with a duel then. Do you all have any objections?"

At this moment, Shen Che, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke, catching everyone off guard.

Even Shen Cong thought his nephew had gone mad, deciding to have a duel: "My son can beat you to a pulp in three moves, believe it or not."

Immediately, a look of wild joy appeared on Shen Cong's face.

It's good that they're going crazy; they're going crazy at the right time.

"Young Master, you mustn't!"

"Manager Tong, he said it himself; no one forced him. Quickly, go and call Kong Yu in!"

Seeing that Shen Che agreed, Shen Cong immediately wanted to have someone bring his son in.

His son, Shen Kongyu, is not yet sixteen years old and cannot enter the ancestral hall for discussions, so he can only stand outside the ancestral hall at this moment.

"No need. It's not appropriate to fight in such an important place as the ancestral hall. Let's fight outside!"

With a light tap of his foot, Shen Che shot out the door like an arrow.

Although the movements weren't particularly graceful, their strength lay in their speed, moving with incredible speed.

There was a slight lack of coordination when landing, which was due to Lu Sheng's experience and muscle memory formed from his one leg not working properly.

"This, this is..."

Seeing this, everyone's eyes widened, and many people jumped up from their seats, their faces filled with shock.

"You...you know martial arts?"