Mrs. and Mr. Smith-Chapter 2305 - 2303
Chapter 2305: Chapter 2303
Chapter 2305 -2303
“Only capable of sneak attacks, the disgrace of today—I’ll remember it.”
The Shadow struggled to stand up.
“Are you scolding yourself?” Ethan Smith almost laughed in frustration.
He threw a punch, but to his surprise, the Shadow’s body seemed to ‘melt’; his figure dissolved into the ground’s shadows.
In an instant, he disappeared. His speed was so fast that even Ethan Smith’s divine sense couldn’t lock onto him.
The remaining two, the starry-eyed man and Wu Shan, exchanged puzzled looks.
“Ethan Smith, don’t be complacent. One day, I’ll make you die beneath my arrows.”
The starry-eyed man said coldly as he turned and walked away.
“Did I say you could leave? I remember you’re the one who presented me with my brother’s severed hand, right?”
Ethan Smith instantly blocked the starry-eyed man’s path.
Bang!
With a single punch, Ethan Smith blasted the starry-eyed man’s head apart.
“Coward.”
Wu Shan spat out a mouthful of bloody froth and charged at Ethan Smith.
However, an earlier sword from Hicks had already severely injured him, leaving him barely able to stand.
“Go. When you’ve recovered, we’ll have a great war then.”
Ethan Smith simply turned and left, heading back to his mountain peak.
Wu Shan reminded him somewhat of Frederick Cohen, and there was no deep hatred between them. Ethan Smith chose not to deliver the final blow.
“Ethan Smith, how did your speed become so fast?”
Mei Li asked in astonishment; Ethan’s earlier speed had truly surprised her.
“I gained some insight while contemplating the Path of Heaven atop the peak earlier.”
Ethan Smith didn’t elaborate further.
“These two, old cultivators in this galaxy, were defeated by you all so easily. Especially Wu Shan—his holy body’s defense is unparalleled, yet Hicks broke it with a single sword attack.”
Mei Li’s expression revealed her shock and disbelief.
“It was just a lucky match-up. The Shadow specializes in the path of assassination, but he didn’t anticipate my speed. If he had, he might’ve been harder to deal with.”
*Earlier, when the Shadow was near, Ethan couldn’t detect a trace of his presence.*
Ethan resumed his meditation atop the peak, continuing to comprehend the power of heavenly laws.
Half a day passed, but Ethan found himself still achieving nothing.
*It seemed as though, moment by moment, the power of heavenly laws continued to elude him.*
“Ethan Smith, Clare Richardson is awake. Do you want to come in and see her?”
Ethan hesitated briefly before releasing everyone from the Sumeru Ring.
*If he were to enter the ring, and Mei Li somehow damaged it, everyone inside would die instantly.*
*For someone he hadn’t known long, Ethan naturally wasn’t ready to trust Mei Li.*
“Who’s this? Ethan Smith, don’t tell me you’ve had a change of heart! I’m going to tell Sister Emily!”
Clare Richardson glared at Mei Li, her expression suddenly changing.
Ethan Smith couldn’t contain his elation; the old Clare was back.
“Clare, do you remember what happened before?” Ethan asked, frowning slightly.
“I’ve been thinking about it for a long time, but it seems there’s a chunk of my memories missing. All I can recall is that when I woke up, I was here.”
Clare said uncertainly.
The man with the mustache suddenly gathered spiritual power and struck a palm towards Clare.
“What are you doing, mustache man?!”
Ethan instantly panicked.
In almost the same moment, a terrifying burst of spiritual energy erupted from Clare’s body, and she countered the mustache man’s palm strike.
From Clare’s palm, eight faint heavenly phenomena fused into one, transforming into a single palm strike aimed at the man with the mustache.
Bang!
The man with the mustache was sent flying, a turtle-shell-like magical artifact appearing on his body.
A simple-looking bronze door materialized to shield him; then, the necklace around his neck lit up, turning into an egg-shaped barrier that enveloped him once more.
As he landed, cracking sounds echoed continuously.
Three Saint Weapons shattered into pieces on the ground when the residual energy dissipated.
“My three Saint Weapons!”
The man with the mustache let out a mournful screech, appearing utterly devastated.
Clare stared at her hands, still looking clueless.
“Damn, how do you have so many treasures?! You wouldn’t lend even one magical artifact before!”
Ethan, eyeing the pile of broken artifacts on the ground, felt a surge of irritation.
“Nonsense, these are for self-defense! Of course, I wouldn’t lend them out easily.”
The man with the mustache retorted irritably.
“It seems my guess was right. Even after the masked woman left Clare’s body, her instincts remained. Once Clare gets familiar with the combat instincts within her, this little girl will definitely become a top-tier cultivator.”
The man with the mustache remarked, looking slightly aghast.
*Merely awakened and relying on primal instincts, Clare performed such a terrifyingly powerful strike—it was truly unsettling.*
“By the way, you haven’t explained who this woman is yet.”
Clare suddenly remembered earlier and fiercely grabbed Ethan’s collar.
“A friend, a friend; don’t misunderstand.”
Ethan’s head throbbed as he wondered why Clare was so fixated on this issue.
“Hmph! Don’t try to fool me! If I find out you’ve wronged Sister Emily, I’ll cut off that thing of yours!”
Clare shot a fierce glare at Ethan’s lower body, her venomous gaze making Ethan break into a nervous sweat.
After finally pacifying Clare, Ethan sent her and everyone else back into the Sumeru Ring.
“Mustache man, you’d better answer this little girl’s questions properly.”
Ethan said to the man with the mustache before hurriedly leaving the ring.
“Damn it, you should’ve explained it yourself! The Master has no time for this crap!”
The man with the mustache cursed loudly, but Ethan was already gone.
Facing Clare’s sinister gaze, the man with the mustache shivered, realizing he no longer had the magical artifacts needed to defend against her attacks.
Returning to the mountain peak, Ethan resumed his meditation, hoping to glimpse even a shred of the power of heavenly laws.
*But even with his desolate divine eye activated, he still found nothing.*
“You’ve sensed it too, haven’t you? Above the True Saint realm, the power of heavenly laws is practically gone.”
Mei Li said as she stared at the sky.
“Yes.”
Ethan nodded, his expression dark. He had indeed missed his chance to grasp the heavenly principles.
Now, to break through, he’d have to return to the Holy Region, a path that seemed infinitely distant.
“Want to head to the Purgatory Ninth Layer together?”
Suddenly, a voice rang out—it was Hicks.
“Let’s go.”
Ethan didn’t hesitate for a second.
The Mount Sumeru’s Qi he needed resided within the Ninth Layer, and as the Moon Pavilion’s Kennedi Evans had mentioned, the Ninth Layer supposedly contained a Mystic Realm connected to the Holy Region, which Ethan ultimately needed to explore.
“Are you insane? That place is a land of near-certain death!”
Hearing their destination, Mei Li cried out in disbelief.
Without a word, Hicks leapt into the air, riding his sword toward the Ninth Layer.
Ethan swiftly followed, mirroring Hicks’ movements.
“Two madmen.”
Mei Li muttered under her breath, frowning.
“Why did you help me earlier?”
Ethan looked at the young man ahead and furrowed his brows, asking him directly.
“Don’t know.”
Hicks replied without a second thought.
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“Are you venturing into the Ninth Layer’s Mystic Realm to obtain something?”
“To hone my Sword Intent. I can no longer perceive Sword Intent here.” Hicks was curt and straightforward.
Ethan was left completely speechless.
Two days of high-speed flight later, even with Ethan’s exceptionally vast spiritual energy reserves, he began to feel a bit tired. He took out several Gathering Spirit Pills, swallowing them, and casually handed some to Hicks.
