Mrs. and Mr. Smith-Chapter 862 - : The Martial Saint Takes Action!_1

After finishing all this, Ethan Smith didn’t even turn his head and left.

The Capital City Martial Arts Association was destroyed, and all the purple-robed men were killed!

This news quickly swept through the entire Martial Arts Forum!

For a moment, everyone was discussing this matter.

The major martial arts aristocratic families were even more uneasy.

Although they had military power, they did not have strong connections like the Taylor family.

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As a result, these people couldn’t help but worry.

At this time, Ethan Smith had already returned to the Divine Alchemist Pavilion.

Up on the Pavilion Master Building, Ethan Smith said with a smile, “I didn’t expect to make it back in time for the New Year.”

“Yeah.” The Pavilion Master nodded.

“I didn’t expect you to really kill the purple-robed men.”

Ethan Smith took a sip of tea and sneered, “This is just the beginning.”

As they spoke, Ethan Smith’s vision suddenly went dark, and a mouthful of blood spurted out unexpectedly.

Ethan Smith wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and couldn’t help but frown.

“If this happens during a fight, it could be fatal.” The Pavilion Master furrowed her brow.

Ethan Smith said somewhat desolately, “Yeah, we have to find a way to solve this.”

The Pavilion Master said solemnly, “Apart from using Pills, there is another method.”

“What method?” Ethan Smith quickly asked.

The Pavilion Master said, “As long as you step into the Martial Saint Realm and abandon the golden core, you can.”

Hearing this, Ethan Smith couldn’t help but give a bitter smile, “I don’t know when that will be.”

“Isn’t there a prophecy that you will enter the Martial Saint Realm next year?” The Pavilion Master laughed.

Ethan Smith said solemnly, “This matter does make me quite worried.”

“Oh?” The Pavilion Master raised an eyebrow.

Ethan Smith continued, “The prophecy only says that someone will enter the Martial Saint Realm next year, but it doesn’t say who it is.”

“If the person who enters the Martial Saint Realm first is not me, but someone else, it would be troublesome.”

The Pavilion Master nodded, gesturing for Ethan Smith to continue.

Ethan Smith speculated, “The current era does not allow Martial Saints to appear, but all the Martial Saints are old ones from many years ago.”

“I have read the history of martial arts, and in the past hundred years, no one has entered the Martial Saint Realm.”

“Although I don’t know the reason, as long as new people enter the Martial Saint Realm, the rules set by the Guardians will no longer exist.”

“By that time… the Martial Saints in the Mystic Realms would be able to appear.”

A look of surprise flashed across the Pavilion Master’s face.

“You have a point.” The Pavilion Master said.

Ethan Smith sighed, “I can’t guarantee that the first person to enter the Martial Saint Realm will be me. The world is so big, and there are countless experts.”

This time, even the Pavilion Master couldn’t muster complete confidence.

She said solemnly, “So what do you plan to do?”

Ethan Smith said, “I have prepared two strategies.”

“Either advance to the Martial Saint Realm as soon as possible, or find a hiding place.”

As for this hiding place, Ethan Smith had already thought of one.

It was the Mystic Realm in the Spiritual Spring of the Green Moon Villa.

That Mystic Realm was ownerless and unknown to anyone, even the Capital City Martial Arts Association could not find it.

“After the New Year, I’ll go find Marc Fraley and use him to threaten Luke Fraley.” Ethan Smith said coldly.

The Pavilion Master did not comment on this.

As the two conversed, Ethan Smith suddenly noticed someone approaching the door.

“Someone’s coming.” The two said almost simultaneously.

Ethan Smith slowly got up and closed his eyes slightly, sensing the other party’s breath.

“Another Half-step Martial Sage.” Ethan Smith frowned.

The Pavilion Master responded with a grunt, “With this situation going on, it’s only a matter of time before someone steps into the Martial Saint Realm.”

As they spoke, the Pavilion Master was about to go downstairs.

Ethan Smith laughed, “Lord Pavilion Master, you might as well try this killing formation.”

The Pavilion Master hesitated for a moment, and then smiled, “Good idea.”

The two immediately jumped down from the Pavilion Master Building and came to the square, quietly waiting for the opponent to arrive.

Not long after, a burly man entered.

This man was strong and had an extraordinary aura, making him quite imposing.

“Who are you?” Ethan Smith asked coldly.

The other party stepped forward without saying a word.

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“It’s me.”

At this moment, a familiar voice came out.

Glancing sideways, Ethan Smith saw a familiar face walk in.

Seeing this person, Ethan Smith was quite surprised.

“Mike Taylor? Why have you come?” Ethan Smith quickly dropped the murderous spirit on his body and hurried over.

Mike Taylor laughed and said, “It’s New Year, where else can I go if not here?”

Ethan Smith pointed at the burly man and asked, “Who is he?”

The burly man bowed and said, “I am Mr. Taylor’s bodyguard.”

Ethan Smith couldn’t help but gasp.

Mike Taylor could actually find a Half-step Martial Sage to be his bodyguard?

“Mr. Taylor, where have you been this year?” The Pavilion Master greeted.

Mike Taylor waved his hand and said, “It’s a long story.”

“Let’s go upstairs first.” The Pavilion Master said politely.

The three of them immediately headed upstairs.

There were still three days left before the New Year.

At this time, the incident at the Capital City Martial Arts Association had already reached the Second Secret Realm.

The virtual shadows of the high-level members appeared above Luke Fraley’s Great Hall.

Luke Fraley and Marc Fraley knelt down and did not get up.

“No matter what, I want you to kill Ethan Smith.” The high-level members issued the command.

Though not explicitly stated, their intentions were clear.

Luke Fraley and Marc Fraley were both smart people, and they quickly understood what the high-level members meant.

“Please rest assured, high-level members.” The Fraley father and son said with their hands clasped.

The high-level members did not say much, and their virtual shadows slowly disappeared.

After they left, Marc Fraley was furious and cursed, “That Ethan Smith, I will kill him, I will kill him!!”

Luke Fraley’s face was also not looking good.

Now that his son was in charge of the Capital City Martial Arts Association, such an incident had happened.

For the Fraley family, this was definitely not good news.

“Father, what do the high-level members mean?” Marc asked gloomily.

Luke Fraley stroked his beard and murmured, “They want us to send out a Martial Saint and kill Ethan Smith.”

Marc gritted his teeth and said, “Is killing an Ethan Smith really worth our sending out a Martial Saint?”

Luke Fraley whispered, “Their meaning is that even at the cost of sacrificing a Martial Saint, we must get rid of this Ethan Smith!”

Luke Fraley couldn’t help feeling despondent.

He was worried that this action would anger the Guardians.

He was even more concerned that the sacrifice would not be just one Martial Saint but the entire Second Secret Realm.

“Dad, this move is likely to bring disaster to us.” Marc frowned.

“If it really doesn’t work, I’ll take people to kill Ethan Smith right now!” Marc volunteered bravely.

Luke Fraley did not speak for a long time.

He was also struggling deep down.

If they sent out a Martial Saint, they might anger the Guardians.

But if they disobeyed the high-level members’ orders, they would surely die.

After much hesitation, Luke Fraley said solemnly, “The Guardians haven’t appeared for over a hundred years, and whether they are still alive is a question!”

“And defying the high-level members’ orders will result in a hundred percent chance of death! Let’s take a gamble!”