Chapter 416: Need More Experts to Join
Meanwhile, at Fife Castle.
As soon as Rocco returned to the castle, he immediately notified everyone about the ancient martial arts competition.
Rocco had been waiting for this moment for a long time. He looked at everyone and said, "As long as we can defeat the top three families in the ancient martial arts competition, especially the Powell family, then the top three families and bottom four families will have a chance to reshuffle!"
When that time comes, he'll let everyone know that the so-called Powell family is nothing special—they're just defeated opponents of the Fife family.
And Gwyneth is nothing but a waste.
A sharp gleam flashed in Rocco's eyes as he looked at the young members of the Fife family. "Before the ancient martial arts competition begins, you must train hard and improve your skills. If anyone loses, get out of the Fife family! Understood?"
Phaedra Fife nodded, her eyes firm. "Father, don't worry. I will definitely win back the championship for you."
The other elders' eyes also flashed with confident, cold smiles.
"That's right, the championship will definitely belong to our Fife family!"
"Those youngsters from the Powell family are no match for Phaedra."
Although Phaedra was only eighteen years old, her talent was amazing—she could even barely hold her own against her father, Rocco.
And Rocco's strength had nearly matched Gwyneth's two years ago. Now he might have already surpassed Gwyneth. Besides, the Powell family's so-called dual cultivation was completely useless in the ancient martial arts competition, because hypnosis was forbidden—competitors could only rely purely on ancient martial arts!
So if Phaedra faced those youngsters from the Powell family, they would just be at her mercy.
The Powell family used to have quite a few young prodigies, but unfortunately, most of them died in that raid four years ago.
"The only one we need to watch out for is a very young core member of the Powell family, Walter Powell."
"Walter is only twenty years old, but he's already one of the Powell family's important core members. As for his strength, our Fife family's fourth elder, Dwayne Fife, once disguised himself as an assassin to test him, but was almost killed and had to flee in embarrassment."
The Powell family probably valued Walter's talent, so to protect him, they generally didn't let Walter show his face in public. They only let Walter participate when executing important missions.
"The Powell family will definitely send Walter to compete this time." Dwayne's eyes gleamed as he spoke. "His strength is even above mine. He's the biggest threat to our Fife family!"
Hearing this, Phaedra just casually curled her lips, completely unconcerned. "Walter is no match for me."
Phaedra was very confident. She would definitely be first in this competition—that was a sure thing.
Rocco's gaze swept over Phaedra, and a proud smile appeared on his face. "I believe in Phaedra. She definitely won't let the Fife family down!"
Rocco had more than just Phaedra as a daughter, but his other sons and daughters were far inferior to Phaedra. She was the only one he had high hopes for, which is why he brought her to important occasions.
In this ancient martial arts competition, Phaedra was his strongest card.
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Elyndra.
In the very center of this city, with its vintage architectural style, stood a four-story pavilion-style building—the place where Ancient Martial Arts Alliance members often gathered.
In a room on the inner side of the fourth floor, the wooden door was pushed open.
A middle-aged man with long white hair, carrying a long sword, entered, followed by a man dressed as a black-robed sorcerer.
The black-haired middle-aged man sitting on the couch opened his eyes. Seeing who it was, his brow furrowed slightly.
"Raven? What are you doing here?"
Raven Ellis narrowed his long eyes slightly and walked into the room, his tone carrying a hint of mockery. "What? You really don't want to see your own brother?"
Robbie Ellis looked at him coldly. "I've already publicly announced the ancient martial arts competition as you wanted. What more do you want?"
Raven looked at Robbie. "You seem pretty impatient?"
"Given that it's you, my attitude is good enough." Robbie sneered. "We're brothers, and I thought we were the same kind of people. But I never imagined that after you left the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance four years ago, you would choose to raid the Powell family and kill so many innocent people. Raven, what exactly do you want?"
"Raven" was just a code name. Raven's real name was Ronan.
Back then, Robbie and Ronan had joined the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance together, but later they went their separate ways.
One became the hall master of The Whispering Sect, while the other took over as president of the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance after the previous president passed away.
Raven curled his lips and glanced around the simple room. "Robbie, after all these years, you're still so detached from worldly desires. Look at this place you're living in—it's nothing compared to the Powell family's castle."
"You clearly have the power to destroy ten thousand people single-handedly, yet you're cooped up in this tiny Elyndra. What a waste of talent."
"So you went and robbed them? Took their money for yourself and killed people?" Robbie sneered. "I really underestimated you. So vicious—I can't believe you and I are brothers. I'm truly ashamed of your actions."
Hearing this, Mirror's expression changed slightly. He was about to do something, but Raven stopped him. "This is my older brother. Show some respect."
"So you still consider me your brother." Robbie glared at Raven through gritted teeth. "Then let go of my two daughters! What kind of skill is it to use them to threaten me?"
Raven smiled. "After the ancient martial arts competition ends, I'll naturally release Lavinia and Sabrina. But you'd better not try any tricks."
"Once our Whispering Sect wins the championship in this ancient martial arts competition, countless people will rush to join The Whispering Sect. It's time to let the world see what true ancient martial arts really are."
"So what if The Whispering Sect wins?" Robbie sneered. "You think winning the ancient martial arts competition will make The Whispering Sect famous worldwide?"
"Becoming famous is just my first step in recruiting talent," Raven said ambitiously. "The Whispering Sect is already quite powerful now, but it's not enough. I need more experts to join."
That way, he could more easily destroy the Powell family and the other six families.
From then on, there would be no seven great families in Novaria—only The Whispering Sect.
Hearing this, Robbie's lips curled slightly. "You really do love courting death."
"You think the Powell family is that easy to deal with?"
"Not easy to deal with?" Raven laughed, his smile full of dismissiveness. "If I'd been more ruthless, the Powell family would have been gone four years ago. How could they still be alive today?"
Back then, he only wanted to rob their wealth, so he killed some of the Powell family members and ran.
But this time, he would eliminate them.
Not a single person from the Powell family would survive.
Raven clenched his fists, his eyes full of cold ruthlessness.