Chapter 1727 - 889: Day 3

That night, beyond the chaotic Wilderness, a document from the An Family of the Hunter Finger caused a great uproar amid the four branches of the White Deer heritage of Fanglin's followers.

Openly, without concealment, they applied to the headquarters to permit An Ran, who had made a name in the West Sea and returned to the ancestral home, to be removed from the main lineage and allowed to establish a new branch, inheriting Blade Teeth.

From now on, although their blood ties remained unchanged, their actions were no longer associated with the Hunter Finger, nor would they be under the protection of the An Family.

For a time, countless eyes were cast upon this inheritor of Blade Teeth, evaluating whether he could bear such a title.

It was foreseeable that the former enemies of Blade Teeth and Hunter Finger also cast cold glances in silence, with murderous intents looming from the shadows.

Earlier on, the response from the headquarters had already reached An Ding.

"[The leader is aware]."

It was still a formulaic reply.

But this time, the message was not a printed document, but a piece of smoothly handwritten ink, stamped with the seal of the Hermit.

Beyond this, there were no other words.

Yet, it was more than just that...

The application from the An Family was officially circulated by the headquarters, distributed into the hands of various branches and families of the four heritage lines!

Its meaning was self-evident.

Since there was movement, why not move more?

Move!

Everyone could move!

Using this as an example, the various branches need not be constrained by their original duties. When out in the world, there was no need to change faces and obscure identities. If they wished, they could do the same.

From now on, the natural world was wide and unrestrained by confines.

It didn't matter!

If changes were desired, change together! If you want change, go ahead!

The issuance of a single announcement was akin to pouring several tons of refined solid Fuel Element onto the already tumultuous situation...

Hardly before dawn, the reactions and messages from different heritage lines were already spreading like a deluge.

Since the An Family dared to take this first step, preceding the Desert Market, naturally, the Horned Cave followed suit, swiftly opening the seats of six branch members of the family.

The Zhuo Lin line announced shortly thereafter, expelling seven young members who stepped with their left foot first when entering.

Even the Yuan Family, which on the surface had generations of literature under the guise of the Juechi line, seemed to join the fray, casting out a cousin. Although the one cast out still reported to work at the headquarters regularly, this move was clearly in response to the Hermit's decision, setting an example for branches still hesitating.

Thus, by the time dawn broke, the four heritage lines of Fanglin's followers were in full uproar!

First, the long-declined Lu Karl Clan of the Fanglin line publicly pledged allegiance to the Empire's Great City leader, then the Split Claw of the Frost Finger line from the Federal Wilderness State appeared publicly with the North City leader...

By noon, the Blood Tooth line, already rife with over-extension, was embroiled in internal strife, splitting into east and west factions. One controlled the ancestral land of the East Sea, while the other received strong support from Central Earth Stone Country. Both sides claimed legitimacy. Once smoldering conflicts erupted, the two sides, which could barely coexist in the past, now regarded each other as sworn enemies.

And so many more news items were endless, with people either emerging from the mountains to the seas or shedding their disguises, no longer acting.

Who would have thought that removing just a small nail could trigger such a massive chain reaction?

But was An Ran the only nail being removed?

In a family like the An Family, almost integrated with the Desert Market, there were still rebellious children like An Ran.

Facing this unprecedented feast and struggle in a century, could the various families and branches once restricted by rules, regulations, or traditions remain unmoved?

Too many reasons.

Declining inheritances yearned to revive, lost status sought to reclaim, old grievances needed resolution, stagnant rank required more hunts and battles, and even surplus members unable to be internally digested were simply cast out to 'benefit society,' kept from being a nuisance at home.

Sometimes, it was just out of sheer boredom!

The practice of White Deer Skill was by no means easy and simple, many chosen ones honing their skills through countless sweat and hardships, allegedly unwilling to lead austere lives or cling to outdated practices.

Such honed skills over the years, wasn't it all for the day they could 'make a difference' or 'do whatever they wanted'?

Holding a hammer for so many years, if they hadn't hammered a few nails, how could they justify their past hardships?

Now that the leader had opened up, naturally crowds rallied,

It could be foreseen that under this strong stimulus, the cruelty of the struggle would intensify.

Countless ethereal madmen, quietly watching, had reddened eyes from gawking.

It had been years since such an entertaining spectacle was seen!

Thrilling! Absolutely thrilling!

In recent days, updates across all news platforms were almost refreshing headlines every minute, with the Federation North City's speaker's sudden death followed by the announcement of an alliance by sixteen families from the East Sea Thousand Islands' Desert Market...

Amidst one shocking piece of news after another, the cycle of renewal within the Desert Market had begun to unfold in full swing.

Likewise, under the well-meaning sponsorship and support from the Seven Cities, the situation in the entire West Sea had become chaotic... even to an unbelievable degree!

Generally speaking, like the Federation and the Empire, a slight initial turmoil would quickly consolidate into consensus through the diplomacy and alliances of wise and powerful individuals.