MRS. AND MR. SMITH - Season 5 Episode 87

The news of the Lord of Medicine God Pavilion being taken away spread rapidly in no time.

“The Lord of Medicine God Pavilion actually lost, what a pity.”

“As far as I know, on that day, eight half-step Martial Marquises besieged the Medicine God Pavilion!”

“The Pavilion Master withstood them all on his own, never using his killing move. Otherwise, who would win or lose, it’s hard to say.”

“Not only that, I heard that the Pavilion Master seemed to be poisoned and couldn’t display half of his peak strength.”

“I never expected that with the wide connections of the Medicine God Pavilion, not a single person came to help when it came to a crisis.”

Everyone was discussing, expressing their regret for the Medicine God Pavilion.

But they all knew in their hearts that the stronger the strength, the higher the position.

And the higher the position, the more important the interests are. In their eyes, there are no emotions to speak of anymore.

Great Saint Sect.

The Pavilion Master slowly woke up after an unknown amount of time.

She was locked up in the dungeon of the Great Saint Sect, surrounded by darkness.

However, the Pavilion Master’s face was surprisingly calm, without a trace of panic.

At this moment, a voice came from outside.

At a glance, Elder Foster could be seen sneaking in.

“Yo, you’re awake?” Seeing the awake Pavilion Master, Elder Foster couldn’t help but sneer.

“Hehe, weren’t you very arrogant? How did you end up as a prisoner now?” Elder Foster leaned forward, taunting continuously.

The Pavilion Master glanced at Elder Foster and said indifferently, “Did you come in alone because you want to die?”

Elder Foster was startled. He was about to speak when his entire body was suddenly flung out!

“Bang!”

Elder Foster’s body fiercely smashed into the wall behind him.

Blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Elder Foster didn’t even see when the Pavilion Master made her move, or how.

“Even if I become a prisoner, I’m not someone a waste like you can touch.” The Pavilion Master said indifferently.

Elder Foster wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, angrily saying, “What do you have to be so proud of! As long as I give an order, I can have you killed in this cage!”

While licking his lips, Elder Foster lewdly said, “I heard you’re still a virgin? Once I’ve crippled you, I’ll enjoy your first time!”

The Pavilion Master’s face turned cold, and she said coldly, “Do you want to die?”

“Hahaha, what can you do to me?” Elder Foster sneered.

At this moment, the door opened again.

A tall man in a white robe entered the room.

Upon seeing this man, Elder Foster hurriedly shouted respectfully, “Greetings, Sect Master.”

The Sect Master waved his hand, saying, “You can leave first.”

After sending Elder Foster away, the Sect Master, Joshua Hess, walked to the Pavilion Master.

“Martha Evans, long time no see.” Joshua Hess said indifferently.

Martha Evans?

Joshua Hess actually called out the Pavilion Master’s name directly?

The Pavilion Master glanced at Joshua Hess and said indifferently, “It seems that you still remember the grudge from years ago.”

Upon hearing this, a hint of anger flashed across Joshua Hess’s face.

He glared at the Pavilion Master, and roared angrily, “Martha Evans! If it weren’t for you back then, I wouldn’t have been reduced to this state! Because of you, I can’t even have my own children!”

Martha Evans said indifferently, “That’s because you’re a waste.”

“Waste?!” Joshua Hess sneered.

“Now, I am a newly promoted Martial Marquis!”

“And you, you’ve become a prisoner!”

Martha Evans wasn’t angry, she raised her eyebrows and said, “Do you think I don’t have a chance to step into Martial Marquis?”

Joshua Hess was startled, he frowned and asked, “What do you mean?”

Martha Evans indifferently said, “I don’t need to explain to you.”

Her attitude clearly angered Joshua Hess.

“You’ve already become a prisoner, and you still dare to be so arrogant!” Joshua Hess clenched his fists and said.

“I want to see just how long you can be so proud!”

Martha Evans smiled faintly, “Fine, I want to see when you’ll be able to have your own children.”

Joshua Hess’s body stiffened, and he snorted coldly.

He looked at the guards beside him and said, “From today onwards, no food or water for her!”

“Yes!” the two guards shouted.

Time flew by and three days passed in the blink of an eye.

And Ethan Smith had been in closed-door cultivation for a full twenty-seven days.

Only three days were left before a month had passed.

In these few days, the First Elder shockingly took over the Medicine God Pavilion, and publicly claimed himself as the new Pavilion Master.

Not only that, he summoned all the alchemists who were originally on leave back to the pavilion!

Standing on the Medicine God Pavilion’s square with his hands behind his back, the First Elder was in high spirits.

Below him were dozens of Medicine God Pavilion alchemists.

“From today onward, I am the new Pavilion Master of Medicine God Pavilion,” said the First Elder indifferently.

There was silence below, and no one spoke.

The First Elder, somewhat displeased, said, “What, didn’t you hear me? Do you need me to repeat it?”

“First Elder, you have already betrayed Lord Pavilion Master. Why are you still standing here, claiming to be the new Pavilion Master?”

“That’s right, we only acknowledge Lord Pavilion Master!”

The First Elder’s face turned livid, and he coldly said, “What, with Martha Evans gone, does the Medicine God Pavilion cease to exist?”

“The Medicine God Pavilion was created singlehandedly by Lord Pavilion Master, it cannot fall into the hands of a despicable person like you!” Someone roared from below.

Hearing these words, the First Elder became furious.

Immediately, he raised his hand and slapped!

“Crack!”

With that slap, the alchemist’s head exploded like a watermelon!

The First Elder swept over the crowd and said coldly, “Any more dissenters?”

There was silence below, and no one dared to say a word.

“First Elder, I request to leave the Medicine God Pavilion.” At this moment, a young man stood up.

He slammed the token at his waist onto the ground.

“I’m leaving too!”

“I’m leaving too!”

For a moment, almost all the alchemists took out their tokens and smashed them to pieces!

The First Elder was trembling with anger. He roared, “Anyone who dares to leave, I’ll kill them!”

“What, don’t we even have the right to leave?” Someone from below rebuked.

The First Elder looked at him coldly and said with narrowed eyes, “I think you’re looking to die!”

The First Elder’s palm shimmered with light, and murderous spirit erupted.

“Everyone, just follow the First Elder’s arrangement.”‘

At this moment, Fifth Elder stepped out.

He scanned the crowd and said solemnly, “Everyone, don’t be impulsive. Just listen to the First Elder’s words.”

“The establishment of Medicine God Pavilion wasn’t easy, it would be a pity for it to just disband like this.” Fifth Elder sighed.

But the faces of the people below were full of indignation. They chided, “Fifth Elder, you’re also going to be a traitor?”

“You really have no backbone!”

“What, does any mother who gives you milk become your mom?”

The crowd turned their anger towards the Fifth Elder.

While the Fifth Elder wore a bitter smile.

His eyes unconsciously looked towards the direction of the warehouse, and he murmured in a low voice, “Only three days left. Just hold on for three more days, and Ethan Smith will come out of his seclusion…”