In Derrick Cole's villa grand hall, nestled in the heart of the Cole family estate, three generations were gathered."This is one heck of a storm we've weathered!" Derrick remarked, lifting his coffee cup for a sip, his face etched with the shadows of a close call.If Yaretzi had not stood her ground, pushing for the Cole family to bail out of the Mareno City Chamber of Commerce, they might have been in the same boat as the other families.The Cole family might not have had skeletons like the others, but in the world of high finance, rumors do not need proof to spread like wildfire."I never saw it coming. Master Howard's move was like a bolt out of the blue," Wagner chimed in, his face a mix of relief and awe."Yaretzi, you're our family's guardian angel!" Derrick said, looking at Yaretzi with a glint of pride in his eyes."It's all thanks to Grandpa and Dad's help," Yaretzi replied, his smile as composed as a cucumber.She could not help but feel a wave of relief wash over her
"Hmm. Something's definitely off," Howard mused with a nod.He knew the Sabine family well enough to expect some kind of reaction. Yet, days had gone by with not even a whisper of trouble, and that spelled trouble in itself."Sir, if the Sabines keep playing dead, should we leak the dirt Harper gave us? Let the Shadow Sect handle the arrests and see how they squirm?" the Judge proposed."It's a waste of time," Howard replied with a dismissive shake of his head."What's that supposed to mean?" the Judge asked, his brow furrowing."Judge, it's pointless. The Sabines aren't like the big three families. Even with dirt, you can't touch their roots," Kenny chimed in."They've got people to spare. They'd throw a few under the bus, take the fall, and walk away clean."Their ties run deep and wide, not just in Mareno City but all the way to Ciolara. Without a knockout punch of evidence, we're just scratching the surface.""So what's the play? We've spread our net wide, hoping to catch t
"You're selling them short!" Howard chuckled, his eyes crinkling as he peered into the estate's inner sanctum."Looks like the Sabine family's got plans to keep us here, huh? Now that's intriguing!" the Judge mused, a hint of danger sparkling in his eyes."Easy now, let's not jump the gun. We'll figure out their game soon enough," Howard said with another easy smile."Mr. Carter, good to see you, and thanks for coming!" A voice called out soon after.The group turned to see a young man of noble bearing approaching, flanked by his entourage.Howard gave the newcomer a once-over, his eyes narrowing just a touch. The guy was not just any martial artist, he was packing some serious heat, with the prowess of a seasoned martial general."Mr. Hoyt Sabine, pleasure," Kenny greeted the young man with a casual smile."Mr. Carter, are these four your friends?" Hoyt Sabine inquired, his eyes briefly flickering over Howard with a trace of curiosity.Kenny nodded before adding, "Mr. Hoyt Sab
"Edwin, perfect timing! That jerk hit me. You've got to deal with him!" Griffin called out.The newcomer, Edwin Gibson, assessed Griffin's sorry state, then addressed Mystical Chubby with a stern voice, "Don't you think you went a bit too far?""Got a problem with that?" Mystical Chubby replied calmly."Seeing as you're part of the martial arts world too, how about we find a spot to spar a bit?" The man's eyes flickered with a hint of ice."No can do!" Mystical Chubby dismissed with a wave of his hand. "If you're itching for a fight, make it quick. We've got a birthday party to attend!""You..." The man scowled deeply."Mr. Edwin, the fault did start with Mr. Griffin, I admit. Could you do me the honor of dropping this issue?" Hoyt cut in."Mr. Carter and his friends are here, especially for my uncle's birthday. If you really want to spar with this gentleman, Mr. Edwin, could we perhaps delay it?""Out of respect for Mr. Hoyt, I'll agree. I'll be waiting. Show me you're not one
"Father, Mr. Carter has arrived!" Hoyt announced to one of the middle-aged men."Mr. Carter, we're honored by your visit. Forgive us for not meeting you outside," Travis Sabine, the deputy head of the Sabine family, rose to greet him warmly."No need for formalities, Mr. Travis." Kenny looked around, not spotting Ashwin, and inquired, "Is Mr. Ashwin Sabine not around?""He's tied up at the moment but will join us shortly. Mr. Carter, please, take a seat," Travis replied with an easy smile. "Thanks," Kenny said with a nod. He and Mystical Chubby settled onto the couch while Old Tucker stood watch behind them."Coffee, please!" Travis signaled to a servant.A lady in a crimson dress swiftly served coffee to Kenny and his companion, Mystical Chubby."Mr. Carter, Mareno City's been a bit on edge these days, hasn't it?" Travis remarked, turning his gaze to Kenny.Kenny chuckled, lifting his cup for a sip. "You could say that."Travis leaned in, lowering his voice. "What's your tak
"What a moron!" Mystical Chubby could not help but retort, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'd love to see you try to stop us.""Listen, it's Mr. Ashwin's birthday today, and I'd rather not spoil the celebration. How about we all take a seat and talk this through calmly?" suggested the white-haired elder, his tone even and detached.Mystical Chubby shot him a brief, uninterested look and turned to Kenny. "Mr. Carter, we're leaving."With that, he strode confidently toward the exit."You refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a penalty!" In a blur of motion, the young man leaped from the couch and swung a punch at Mystical Chubby."You're the real idiot here!" Mystical Chubby stood his ground, an invisible force radiating from him.There was a sickening crack as the young man's fist smashed against Mystical Chubby's unseen protection aura. Not a scratch on Mystical Chubby, but the young man's arm snapped with the sound of breaking bone.He let out a howl of agony and doubled
The two old men helped him up and made their way to the second floor."Ready to go on, Mr. Carter?" Travis asked, glancing at Kenny with a detached demeanor."Mr. Travis, you're quite the revelation!" Kenny said, his eyes narrowing with a mix of intrigue and caution."Mr. Carter, I'm not exactly known for my patience, so I'd advise against pushing it," Travis replied, his voice icy."Old Tucker, take Mr. Carter out of here," commanded Mystical Chubby, his powerful presence suddenly filling the room."Got it!" Old Tucker nodded with determination and began to lead Kenny to the door."Attack!" Travis ordered, his voice low and commanding.Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!The white-haired elder and two others sprang into action, hands raised as they charged at Mystical Chubby. Simultaneously, four more elders burst in from outside, each one a powerhouse with the cultivation base of martial gods."You want a death wish? I'll oblige!" Mystical Chubby's eyes flashed fiercely as he moved like
Suddenly, a melodious voice floated from within. "Tyler, we should welcome all visitors. Please, let him in."With a nod, Tyler bowed slightly to Howard. "My apologies, sir. Do come in."With a small smile, Howard entered the garden. A pavilion stood at its heart, where two youths sparred with swords, their movements a dance of steel and shadow. Around a long table, a group of onlookers savored fine food and the spectacle before them. On the opposite side, two venerable figures were locked in a silent chess battle, their presence commanding."Sir, forgive the earlier discourtesy," said a woman rising from the head of the table, her approach marked by an effortless elegance. She was in her prime, her beauty and poise outshining even the renowned Yaretzi of the Cole family.Howard glanced over the woman, squinting slightly as he did. It was evident that the woman possessed a formidable level of cultivation. She had already reached the strength of a martial god at the initial stage.
"And look at that bracelet, it's stunning! Oh, and the compact has such a unique charm! Should we get one of each to decorate our homes?""Yuffie, you're still in school. How can you afford all this?" Talia chided gently. "You have a hundred fifty-dollar budget. Spend more, and it's coming out of your allowance.""What? Only a hundred fifty dollars? You're being too tight-fisted, sis!" Yuffie's complaint was lighthearted as she playfully turned to Howard. "Howard...""Don't even think about it. His wallet is in my hands!" Talia cut her off, fully aware of her little sister's ploy."Fine..." Yuffie's pout was all in good fun."Haha! It's not every day we get to do this, honey. If Yuffie finds something she loves, let's get it for her. Who knows if it'll be here next time?" Howard chuckled."Yay! You're the best, bro-in-law!" Yuffie cheered, her face lighting up with joy."You're just making her more spoiled!" Talia gave Howard a playful eye roll and turned her attention away from
Howard's willingness to visit the antique market was not solely to assist the sisters in their quest for a legendary blade. Such weapons were treasures often stumbled upon by chance, rarely found by those who sought them.His real intent was to immerse the sisters in the rich culture of the martial arts clans they were then a part of. More exposure to the ways of the warrior guilds could only benefit them on their chosen path.The following morning, Howard's group of five set off in the direction of Nathanael. Talia and Yuffie buzzed with excitement throughout the journey, their minds alive with wonder.Nathanael, nestled in the mountains to the northeast of Mendorra and a couple hundred kilometers away, awaited them.By 10 a.m., they arrived, parking at the gates of a sprawling estate on the city's outskirts—the site of the famed market.Stepping out, they were greeted by a lively throng at the estate's entrance, many adorned in traditional robes, weapons hanging from their belts
"And that's not all. They might even be a bona fide king-level warrior." Howard's brow furrowed with uncertainty."It looks like The Dark World is a whole lot more tangled than we thought," Yoel mused aloud.Then, turning back to Howard, he inquired, "Sir, did the old man ever share anything with you about The Dark World?""Not a word," Howard replied, shaking his head."Sir, do you think our mystery person could be from one of the elite families or sects, maybe just there on some errand?" Mystical Chubby chimed in.His speculation was not unfounded. Most of the king-level warriors from Rackaham were known to hail from the secretive clans and sects."It's unlikely." Howard dismissed the idea with another shake of his head. "From what Sabertooth described, our guy seems to know The Dark World like the back of his hand.""Who's that supposed to be?" Mystical Chubby scrunched his brow in confusion."Let it go for now. We'll head back to The Dark World in a little while," said Howa
"Um..." Blood Rakshasa nodded, the woman's earlier words still ringing in her head."Sir... Sir, was what you said earlier true?" Blood Rakshasa asked Sabertooth, her voice barely above a whisper."What did I say?" Sabertooth looked puzzled for a moment."You said... You said next time, we'd go back home together to get married..." Blood Rakshasa's cheeks turned a soft pink."Hehe, absolutely," Sabertooth chuckled, his smile warm and genuine. "The boss gave me the order, and I've given my word."Blood Rakshasa's smile was shy but filled with joy.Soon after, Qemal strode in."Sabertooth, I've tracked down the hideout of the Slaying Heaven Palace," Qemal announced upon arrival."Is that so?" Sabertooth's eyes sparkled with anticipation. "Tell the crew to take a two-hour breather, then we move out!"The Slaying Heaven Palace's goons had nearly wiped out them today. Payback was due.With the Palace's top fighters gone, the rest were hardly a threat. It was time to cross the Slay
"Shadow Demon Shrine?" The woman's brow creased for a moment, but she quickly dropped the subject.She then turned to Sabertooth and observed, "You and your group have the vibe of soldiers. You're not originally from The Dark World, are you?""Speaking to our savior," Sabertooth gave a respectful nod, "we were part of the Rackaham Western Region's military before we came here."He was open with the woman who had saved over a hundred of his comrades."The Western Region's military?" The woman paused, a hint of recognition in her voice, "You're with the Blood Shadow Force?""That's us," Sabertooth confirmed with another bow."Is your leader the King of the West, Master Howard?" she inquired further."You know my boss?" Sabertooth looked surprised."Not personally, but I've heard the name," the woman replied with a shake of her head. "What's he got you doing in The Dark World?""Over the past couple of years, the world's heavy hitters have been funneling their muscle and resource
"You'll live to regret this, Dark Demon Lord!" Blood Rakshasa declared, locking eyes with her adversary. "Kill us, and Master Howard will avenge us by wiping out every last one of you in your cursed palace...""Ha! That Master Howard of yours better think twice before stepping into The Dark World again, or it'll be his grave!" The Dark Demon Lord mocked with an icy laugh."You're the fool!" Sabertooth growled. "No one in The Dark World has been born who can take down our boss. Your time's coming!""Is that so?" The Dark Demon Lord sneered with disdain. "You're clueless, all of you. You have no idea how powerful the Shadow Demon Shrine truly is!""Enough babbling. Time to end this. I'll send you both to join your boss," he declared, his presence intensifying as he prepared to strike them down."I love you," Blood Rakshasa whispered, her eyes closing."No, don't!" Qemal and others shouted in despair.Then there was a thunderous boom.However, the expected tragedy did not unfold.
Sabertooth sneered, watching the man's futile efforts. "You're such a fool!"He then declared solemnly, "Blood Shadow Technique, second form, Sky Slash!"With those words, he summoned all his strength, his saber carving a fierce arc of light through the air, striking like thunder at his foe.The Blood Shadow Technique was known for turning the tides against stronger adversaries.The white-haired elder's eyes narrowed in alarm. Caught mid-leap, he desperately wanted to dodge but could not. The saber's light bore down on him, a chilling aura of death shrouding him completely.In that instant, a wave of energy crashed through the air like a tidal wave, bringing a howling gale with it.Crash!Suddenly, Sabertooth was hurled away like a shell fired from a gun, blood spraying from his mouth as he flew, before he slammed into the earth, leaving a huge crater and falling silent."Sabertooth!" Blood Rakshasa's shout pierced the chaos as she spun and dashed to his side.She barely made
The man in black was sent hurtling through the air, slamming into the ground with such force that he lay there motionlessly, struggling to rise. A gaping wound, carved by the relentless sword, oozed blood profusely from his abdomen."What in the world is that sword technique?" he gasped after a torturous effort to stand, his face ashen.He had underestimated Blood Rakshasa's swordplay. Since her breakthrough to a higher echelon of mastery, her blade's might had surged, utterly dominating her seasoned adversary."The Sword Without a Name," Blood Rakshasa declared icily.Without wasting another second, she launched another assault. Sabertooth was in dire straits, and she was determined to aid him.Her blade danced again, weaving a web of sword energy that shot toward the white-haired elder, ensnaring him in an instant.The old man's eyes narrowed in a flash of panic, realizing he was trapped with no way out."This is it!" he snarled, brandishing his blade and lunging forward.How
With a thunderous explosion of energy, Blood Rakshasa's power surged, forcing the old man before her to stagger back in disbelief."Impossible! Have you broken through?" he gasped, steadying himself, his face a mask of astonishment."You bet I have!" Blood Rakshasa's face lit up with triumph.She had done it, just as the old man had surmised. Amid her swordplay, she felt a dormant core energy within her erupt, catapulting her to the zenith of martial knight at peak mastery stage.Master Howard's words rang in her head. The core energy left in her by a once-mighty warrior was too much to absorb at once. Back in that cave, she only managed a minor mastery in martial knight. However, Howard had predicted further advancements, and he was right."Let's see if you can handle a few more of my strikes!" Blood Rakshasa challenged, her spirit soaring not just from her newfound strength but also from a deeper connection to her swordsmanship."Bring it on!" the old man bellowed, his blade re