“What?” Julian covered his mouth in surprise. “Father, you know someone from the Carter Sect?”
Little did Julian know that not only Ares——or rather, the fake Ares——was acquainted with the Carter Sect, but the
party who turned Connor into the fake Ares was also from the Carter Sect.
“We’re acquainted,” Ares nodded.
Julian beamed in excitement as he never thought that the party supporting the Thisleton family in secret was one of
the four secluded sects.
The Carter Sect held the same amount of influence as the strongest warrior of the King Class.
With the Carter Sect behind them, the Thisleton family would thrive for at least another five hundred years.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAres and Julian immediately left for Mount Final.
After spending a whole night on the plane, they arrived at their destination the next afternoon.
The father-and-son pair climbed deep into Mount Final’s hinterland, a place that was covered in pure white snow
and thick fog all year round.
Even during the day, they would have trouble seeing things beyond two meters from them.
If someone wandered into the hinterland, they would never find their way out and would eventually die of hunger.
Luckily for Julian, Ares knew the secret to the fog, and they passed through it without any difficulty.
An hour passed and they finally arrived at a tall gate.
“Carter” was written on the Olympus-like gate, which made Julian gasp in awe.
After calming himself down, Ares knocked on the gate. It soon opened.
The gatekeeper, in traditional clothing, poked his head out. “Who are you?”
“I’m Ares, a friend of Mason Carter,” Ares replied as he bowed, “I’m here to visit him.”
“Do you have any proof?”
Ares quickly took out a jade pendant with the word “Carter” engraved on it.
After confirming the pendant, the gatekeeper replied, “Wait here. I’ll notify Mason.”
The gatekeeper then closed the gate once again.
“I’ve heard that the Carter Sect has lived in seclusion for the past five hundred years. Looks like the legend is true.
They’re still wearing traditional clothing,” Julian observed.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“The Carter Sect was founded centuries ago,” Ares explained, “For the past few hundred years, they have been
hiding deep in this mountain and lived the way of the old. No modern technology is allowed past this gate. Members
of the sect have pledged themselves to practice traditional martial arts, and I believe they have an Ultimate Class
warrior among them. Remember, when we head in, keep your voice down and refrain from provoking any of them,
or else we’ll both be dead before we know it.”
“I will,” Julian replied with a nod.
The gate opened once again. This time, a man in white traditional clothing came out. This person was none other
than Mason Carter.
Ares and Julian quickly bowed to Mason to show their respect. “Ares of Thisleton, here to meet Mr. Mason.”
Ares? Mason raised an eyebrow as he wasn’t acquainted with Ares. But he quickly realized that the Ares that was
standing before him was actually Connor, whom he had helped to transform into Ares.
The real Ares was currently locked inside the Carter Sect’s dungeon.
“Good,” Mason nodded. “Ares, why did you seek me out?”