MRS. AND MR. SMITH - Season 9 Episode 75

Ignacio Burke was tempted to laugh at these words.

However, he had to admit that Ethan Smith had a point.

The upper levels were also thinking along these lines, using Ethan Smith to limit the influence of the Capital City Martial Arts Association and even to weaken their power.

“Commander Burke, I will try to find out the news from the remaining three organizations, but it’s impossible within half a month.” Ethan Smith got up and said.

Ignacio Burke took his time to respond, “In three days, I will take you to meet the Mystic Realm Master.”

“Three days is too long.” Ethan Smith shook his head.

…

Ever since he saw that the Ice Palace Master was on the verge of becoming a Martial Saint, Ethan Smith had been filled with a sense of unease.

“If possible, it would be better to leave right now.” Ethan Smith said.

Ignacio Burke frowned. “This is the New Year, do you think it is appropriate to disturb others?”

“Not everyone is like you and me, without parents or a family.”

Ethan Smith had no choice but to agree, “I’ll listen to you, I’ll come to find you in three days.”

After bidding farewell to Ignacio Burke, Ethan Smith turned and left the place.

He rushed back to the Divine Alchemist Pavilion that same night.

The Divine Alchemist Pavilion was also stone cold empty.

All the alchemists had gone home for the New Year, not even Sofia Carrillo was left behind.

Except for Lulu, whom Ethan had brought back from the Mystic Realm, Mike Taylor, the newcomer Violet Russell, only the Pavilion Master was left.

At this moment, they were all sitting around a round table, celebrating the New Year.

Seeing Ethan return, the Pavilion Master waved and laughed, “Good timing for your return.”

However, Ethan Smith just managed a bitter smile, “Lord Pavilion Master, I’m afraid I don’t have the leisure for this.”

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The Pavilion Master raised an eyebrow, “You’ve been busy all year, it’s the end of the year, you should rest a bit.”

Ethan replied solemnly, “Every single minute counts.”

After that, Ethan told the Pavilion Master about the Ice Palace Master, who was on the verge of entering the Martial Saint realm.

“The world is so vast, no one can guarantee that someone wouldn’t abruptly step into the Martial Saint realm.” Ethan sighed.

Upon hearing Ethan’s words, the Pavilion Master no longer pressed him.

“You, come with me.” Ethan tugged Violet Russell, turning around and heading downstairs.

Once they got downstairs, Violet Russell shook off Ethan’s hand, and said angrily, “You may have lost your mind, but that doesn’t mean I want to be dragged into trouble during the New Year!”

Ethan Smith glanced at Violet Russell, “You should know, I could have killed you long ago, especially at the moment you betrayed me.”

Violet Russell’s face slightly changed.

She had thought that Ethan was oblivious, but it turned out that Ethan had seen through her from the very beginning.

Ethan dragged Violet to his own residence in the Elder’s residence.

After that, Ethan took out an Ice Glazed Heart from his Spatial Magic Artifact.

The Ice Glazed Heart was shimmering with a mysteriously dark blue light in the dark, looking extraordinarily mystical.

“So, how should this thing be used?” Ethan asked.

Violet Russell had a glance and said, “How would I know? This object was forbidden to anyone, except for the Palace Master.”

Ethan knitted his brows.

He tried to suspend the Ice Glazed Heart over his head, but still, it had no effect whatsoever.

“Could it be that the Ice Glazed Heart is already ineffective?” Ethan muttered quietly.

“Actually, I have heard Victor mention that the Palace Master intended to devour this object.” Violet suddenly spoke.

“Devour?” Ethan was taken aback.

“Swallow this object into the stomach?”

Violet Russell shrugged, “I wouldn’t know about that, but the Palace Master had been relying on this object to cultivate all along.”

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Ethan didn’t say a word.

The word ‘devour’ that Violet Russell mentioned probably wasn’t meant to be literally swallowed into the stomach, but rather, it symbolizes a method of absorption.

Say for instance, Ethan’s previous Heaven Swallowing Skill.

So, Ethan tried to use the Heaven Swallowing Skill to feel this Ice Glazed Heart.

Sure enough, the moment the Heaven Swallowing Skill was implemented, this Ice Glazed Heart began to flicker with a hint of blue breath.

This breath flowed into Ethan Smith’s body.

This breath was strange; it was neither qi nor dark energy, yet it could rapidly pour into the golden core.

“This really is a Dharma Treasure.” Ethan Smith suddenly opened his eyes, somewhat surprised.

The speed at which this breath merged far surpassed both qi and dark energy!

If he could completely devour this object, even if he couldn’t step into the Martial Saint Realm, he at least could enter the realm of Half-step Martial Sages!

But Ethan Smith wasn’t in a rush, breaking through here was not safe.

Ethan Smith put away the Ice Glazed Heart, swallowed all the golden cores he obtained these days, and slowly absorbed them.

It took an entire night for Ethan Smith to absorb all the golden cores that had been gathered over the last few days.

The next day was the first day of the lunar new year.

This was a day when everyone gathered together in the streets and neighborhoods.

And at this moment, the Capital City Martial Arts Association was still being vigorously rebuilt.

With their wealth and connections, reconstruction wasn’t a problem at all.

Moreover, what Ethan Smith destroyed was only a part of the facade, the truly deep parts were intact.

On this day, a large number of luxury cars were parked outside the entrance of the Capital City Martial Arts Association.

And inside an office deep within the Capital City Martial Arts Association, it was filled with people.

The person presiding over the meeting was none other than the current person in charge of the Capital City Martial Arts Association, Marc Fraley.

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He sat at the front, with his eyes partially closed, as if waiting for someone.

More and more people were coming into the office, soon filling up the entire meeting room.

Looking around, there were at least a dozen people in the meeting room.

These people were all dressed exquisitely and had an extraordinary air about them.

At this moment, Marc Fraley finally opened his eyes.

He scanned the crowd and spoke lightly, “My apologies for inviting everyone here during the holiday. I hope everyone can understand.”

“Mr.Fraley, you’re joking. It’s an honor for us to be of service to the Capital City Martial Arts Association.” The crowd spoke in unison.

Marc Fraley cleared his throat and stood up, saying,”Just yesterday, a sect reached out to me, requesting the protection of our Capital City Martial Arts Association.”

“The reason is simple. Because of Ethan Smith, who will annihilate a sect if he doesn’t agree with it.”

At this point, Marc Fraley’s face instantly turned icy cold.

The people seated seemed to have guessed Marc Fraley’s intentions, so they were not too surprised.

“Starting today, I hope that everyone can unite and work together to kill Ethan Smith!”Marc Fraley said coldly.

As soon as this statement was made, everyone began to whisper amongst themselves.

“Mr.Fraley, it’s not that we don’t want to help, but Ethan Smith’s strength is extraordinary, how can we resist him?” Someone stood up and said.

“Exactly, even the Half-step Martial Sages are as good as nothing in the face of Ethan Smith, unless there is a Martial Saint.”

Marc Fraley glanced at the crowd and said coldly, “You are underestimating Ethan Smith. His intentions are not to fight individually, but to initiate a war in the world of martial arts!”

“War is not something that can be accomplished by one or two people! But a large-scale battle among martial artists!”

Just as Marc Fraley said, Ethan Smith was indeed preparing to launch a war in the world of martial arts.

This was also the significance of his creating the Heaven Gate!

Once he completely fell out with the Capital City Martial Arts Association, that would mean the beginning of a long-term Great War!

Although this was the case, the crowd still had some apprehensions.

“Rest assured, the Capital City Martial Arts Association will inject resources for you.” Marc Fraley said lightly.

“Mr. Fraley, our family head also wants to participate.”

Just then, someone suddenly walked in from outside.

This person was fully cloaked in a black robe and it was impossible to see any aura.

Marc Fraley frowned slightly and asked, “Who is your family head?”

The black-robed man spoke lightly, “Our family head is Obadiah Heptinstall.”