Mrs. and Mr. Smith-Chapter 2292 - 2290 Return to Purgatory
Chapter 2292: Chapter 2290: Return to Purgatory
Chapter 2292 -2290: Return to Purgatory
Ethan Smith walked to a quiet spot before stopping.
After a while, the sleazy guy quietly followed him, even changing his appearance.
“Brother, I do have the Mount Sumeru’s Qi you’re looking for, but not much,”
he said softly.
“Where is it? Take it out and let me see,” Ethan Smith shook his head.
His expression was slightly conflicted, as if he were assessing whether it was safe.
“I don’t lack treasures—not for something like this. As long as it’s genuine, you can ask for whatever you want in exchange.”
Ethan Smith frowned.
“Fine, I’ll let you take a look.”
Gritting his teeth, he pulled out a silver bottle, which was covered in densely packed runes.
Ethan Smith’s eyes lit up. The bottle itself was made of high-quality material, and he eagerly took it.
As his divine sense probed into the silver bottle, he suddenly felt as though he were immersed in the Starry Sky, his divine sense plunging into boundless space.
The Sumi Ring in his hand emitted a delighted aura. This had to be the Mount Sumeru’s Qi without a doubt.
“This is indeed Mount Sumeru’s Qi, but there’s too little of it. Tell me, what do you want for it?”
Ethan Smith asked with a smile.
“I want that spear!”
The sleazy cultivator asked greedily.
“Brother, do you see any words written on my forehead?” Ethan Smith stared at him and asked.
“What words?”
“Do you see the words ‘fool’ written on it?”
Ethan Smith’s face darkened.
The silver long spear was a Peak Saint Artifact. If there had been enough Mount Sumeru’s Qi, Ethan Smith might have considered trading it. But exchanging a single bottle of Mount Sumeru’s Qi for such a weapon? That was ridiculous.
“Heh, a deal is all about me making the offer and you countering it,”
the sleazy cultivator scratched his head in embarrassment.
The sleazy cultivator picked out four or five Saint Artifacts, grabbed a bottle of Pill, and then tried to take more.
“That’s enough, that’s enough,”
Ethan Smith reminded him. Although the items were spoils from battles at the Azure Sky Palace and The Nebula Family—things he didn’t mind losing—Ethan Smith wasn’t about to let himself be fleeced.
“Just one more, Brother. These things don’t hold much value for you anyway.”
The sleazy cultivator said ingratiatingly while his trembling hand reached for a piece of soft armor. This item had previously belonged to Luna; its quality stood among the highest Saint Artifacts.
“You can take it, but you must tell me the origin of this Mount Sumeru’s Qi clearly.”
Ethan Smith frowned and said.
“Fine! This stuff was obtained three hundred years ago on the Purgatory third layer. Its owner was a powerful cultivator who died there. The guy was quite famous around here, surrounded and killed by his enemies—it seemed to be precisely because of this Mount Sumeru’s Qi.
“What you’re saying is as good as saying nothing. This doesn’t help determine where the Mount Sumeru’s Qi actually came from.”
Ethan Smith reached out to take back the soft armor.
“Wait, Brother, let me analyze it for you. Back then, he teamed up with Edgeless and a few other fierce cultivators. They even recruited people in Lorncloud City to venture into the Purgatory Ninth Layer.”
The sleazy cultivator wracked his brain for every ounce of analytical skill he had to earn the soft armor.
“Not long after, their team returned heavily injured, and he died on the Purgatory third layer. So there’s a strong possibility the Mount Sumeru’s Qi came from the Purgatory Ninth Layer!”
“Alright, that analysis is somewhat reasonable.”
Ethan Smith tossed the soft armor to him.
The sleazy cultivator quickly packed up his items and fled, afraid Ethan Smith might change his mind.
Ethan Smith chuckled. These items were of little use to him now, as he had no plans to establish his own sect. Being able to trade them for Mount Sumeru’s Qi was a profit in itself.
Back in his room at the Moon Pavilion, Ethan Smith focused his mind and entered the Sumi Ring.
He slowly opened the bottle cap, releasing the energy into the space.
A surge of Spatial Qi rapidly expanded within the Sumi Ring, the Mount Sumeru’s Qi constantly shifting its form.
It began to form its own small universe, resembling a place with two skies and two grounds.
Suddenly, the Sumi Ring trembled violently.
The rules of the Mount Sumeru’s Qi slowly assimilated, aligning perfectly with the Sumi space itself. The two realms then began to merge.
“What a wondrous sight. This is the first time I’ve seen such a phenomenon of realms merging.”
Mabel Nebula muttered dumbly.
“So beautiful!”
Sara and Xiao Pang clapped enthusiastically.
At the exact moment the two realms fully fused, the entire space shook intensely, then expanded by hundreds of meters. Ethan Smith immediately felt the entire Sumi space becoming significantly more stable.
Damn!
Just this tiny bottle of Mount Sumeru’s Qi expanded space by this much.
“This must be the original space of the Sumi Ring. After absorbing Mount Sumeru’s Qi, the space is finally starting to recover.”
Elder Baker nodded.
“I thought it was just my imagination earlier that the space was slowly shrinking. Turns out it was because the Mount Sumeru’s Qi was dissipating.”
“If there were enough Mount Sumeru’s Qi, I can’t even begin to imagine how vast this space might become. The creator of this space really must have been a mighty realm cultivator!”
Ethan Smith marveled.
“Ethan Smith, what are your next steps? If the Mount Sumeru’s Qi truly exists on the Purgatory Ninth Layer, then you mustn’t go there. The Purgatory Ninth Layer is rumored to be an ancient battlefield filled with countless dangers. Entering it recklessly means almost certain death.”
Elder Baker said, frowning.
“I plan to start with the Purgatory Eighth Layer to see if I can comprehend the Dao of Rules. If I can truly break through to the Fourth Grade Realm! It would mean everything to me.”
Ethan Smith said, furrowing his brow. Time was running short for him; if he couldn’t achieve a breakthrough within this galaxy, he would need to find other methods.
“Ethan Smith, can you drop me off at the Purgatory third layer? I want to battle Demonic Beasts there to temper myself.”
Mabel Nebula suddenly proposed.
Through recent cultivation, her strength had grown to True Saint Second-level, but her combat abilities remained lacking.
“Alright, if anything happens, break the Jade Slip instantly—I’ll be there right away.”
Ethan Smith said, feeling slightly worried.
“Take this Seal Talisman, which holds my full-powered strike. Take it with you.”
“No need. I can’t hide behind protection forever. Don’t worry, I won’t get into trouble! Besides, I have plenty of Magic Weapons with me.”
Mabel Nebula said firmly.
“Alright, but be extra careful.”
Seeing Mabel Nebula’s resolute expression, he could only nod.
“Uh, I’ll join her on the third layer,”
Heath Perez said nervously, a blush creeping onto Mabel Nebula’s face.
“Fine. You both can team up—it’ll give you someone to watch each other’s back.”
Ethan Smith nodded and discreetly handed the Seal Talisman to Heath Perez.
…
On the Bi Luo Continent, Flower Field’s eyes suddenly snapped open, displaying a sharp glint.
“Go to the Purgatory Eighth Layer. My Innate Dayan Divine Art predicts there’s Fate Energy waiting for me there.”
“Alright.”
Nang Vub didn’t dare question further, nodding quickly.
“Opportunity lies within crisis, but crises also conceal danger.”
Flower Field said irritably, patting his bald head.
“Master, if there’s so much danger, why don’t we stay away from it? With the Dayan Divine Art, your power will continue to grow anyway.”
Nang Vub asked with a frown.
