Mrs. and Mr. Smith

Chapter 620: 620: Absorbing Dark Energy_1

Chapter 620: Chapter 620: Absorbing Dark Energy_1

Ethan Smith stood there, not speaking for a long time.

After a while, Ethan swept his eyes around and said, “I plan to seclude myself here for now.”

The man with the mustache shivered and muttered, “Seclude yourself here? Are you sure? Aren’t you afraid those two male corpses will jump out again?”

Ethan laughed, “Anyway, I’ve already found a way to deal with them, and besides… the cultivation environment here is rare for me.”

The man with the mustache rolled his eyes, “If you want to stay, just stay, anyway, I won’t accompany you, I don’t want to stay in this ghost place for a second.”

It was obvious that the earlier scene had frightened the man with the mustache.

Ethan grabbed the mustached man and said, “After a while, you’ll have to come pick me up, otherwise I won’t be able to get out.”

The man with the mustache rolled his eyes, “Don’t worry, I won’t leave the Immortal Slaying Sect for now.”

“There must be treasures in such a large Immortal Slaying Sect.” The mustache man licked his lips and said.

Ethan nodded and said, “Okay.”

Then he turned around and walked back to the depths of the tomb, returning to the recessed area.

Looking at the coffin in front of him, Ethan took a deep breath.

It’s undeniable that even Ethan felt a bit uncomfortable with the dark energy here.

He was unsure whether the dark energy came from the coffin or the two male corpses.

“If I absorb the dark energy here, my strength should increase significantly,” Ethan thought to himself.

With that thought, he directly took out the Three Pure Ancient Tree and suspended it above his head.

Then, he began to cultivate diligently.

The surrounding dark energy rushed towards Ethan’s body, strand by strand, almost freezing him stiff.

…

Outside world.

It had been a month and a half since Ethan left.

People seemed to have forgotten about Ethan. To them, Ethan was like a brilliant meteor, streaking across the sky and then completely disappearing.

“Most geniuses die young, especially those without a background.” Someone remarked.

Capital City Martial Arts Association.

Emily Taylor’s blood was still being drawn every day.

And the Capital City Martial Arts Association sent top-grade elixirs and herbs to Emily Taylor every day.

These herbs ensured that Emily’s life would not be harmed, as well as providing a daily supply of fresh blood.

“I have to say, her bloodline is indeed strong,” Davy Barnett said solemnly, standing at the door of the cell.

Next to him stood an old woman with a small, hunched stature.

This old woman must be at least eighty years old, but the subtle aura around her showed her powerful strength.

“With this bloodline… the Capital City Martial Arts Association can activate the bloodline power of three people,” the old woman said quietly.

Davy nodded, “Yes, with this bloodline power, one’s strength is invincible among those at the same level, and they can even fight across levels.”

With some confusion, Davy asked, “Ms. Hayward, what is the bloodline in Emily Taylor’s body that makes her so overwhelmingly powerful?”

The old woman, called Ms. Hayward, slightly bowed her hand and said, “We’re not sure what kind of bloodline it is, but… her bloodline is extremely powerful, and with this bloodline, we can create countless super cultivators.”

Davy bowed slightly and exclaimed, “It’s terrifying. The strength of the three people who have received the bloodline baptism now must be no weaker than Ethan was.”

Ms. Hayward chuckled and said, “That’s natural.”

With that, Ms. Hayward glanced at Davy and said, “Keep selecting talents.”After throwing down those words, Ms. Hayward turned to leave.

At this moment, Davy Barnett suddenly blocked Ms. Hayward’s way.

“What, do you have more to say?” asked Ms. Hayward.

Davy Barnett opened his mouth and said, “Ms. Hayward, I… I…”

“You want the power of this bloodline too, right?” Ms. Hayward said lightly.

Davy Barnett nodded and bitterly smiled, “Who wouldn’t want such power…”

Ms. Hayward laughed, “Don’t worry, over the years you’ve contributed a lot to the Capital City Martial Arts Association, so you won’t be left out from this bloodline power.”

Upon hearing this, Davy Barnett immediately rejoiced, “Thank you, Ms. Hayward!”

Ms. Hayward didn’t have more to say and turned to leave.

Davy Barnett looked at Emily Taylor in the cell and couldn’t help but smile, “Miss Taylor, you have made huge contributions to the Capital City Martial Arts Association. I believe… the Association will remember you forever.”

Emily Taylor struggled to lift her head, her pale face completely void of color.

Although the Capital City Martial Arts Association used top-grade herbs to maintain Emily’s health, her prolonged blood extraction had made her body extremely weak.

“You… will be destroyed sooner or later.” Emily Taylor struggled to say these words.

Hearing her words, Davy Barnett burst into laughter, “Miss Taylor, who do you think could destroy the Capital City Martial Arts Association? You’re not still relying on Ethan Smith, are you?”

As he said this, Davy Barnett paused for a moment, then slapped his forehead and said, “I almost forgot to tell you, Ethan Smith is already dead. Didn’t you know?”

Upon hearing this, Emily Taylor’s face changed drastically, and a flicker of panic flashed in her eyes!

“What… What did you say?!” Emily Taylor’s voice carried strong terror.

Davy Barnett laughed lightly, “Ethan Smith has been dead for more than a month. I guess his body has begun to rot.”

“No… impossible! Absolutely impossible!” Emily Taylor cried out in grief and anger.

Davy Barnett sneered, “Do you think I need to deceive you? Ethan Smith repeatedly challenged our Capital City Martial Arts Association, and this is what he got in the end!”

“You guys are really all the same, so naive, believing that with one person’s power, you could overthrow us. Tsk tsk, truly pathetic.”

Emily Taylor coldly said, “I will not believe your words, Ethan Smith will never die!”

Davy Barnett shrugged, “Believe it or not, that’s up to you.”

After throwing down these words, Davy Barnett turned to leave.

“You… come back! Come back! Tell me, Ethan Smith is not dead!”

Behind him, a heart-wrenching cry from Emily Taylor rang out.

But Davy Barnett paid no attention and strode away from the cell.

…

Green Moon Villa.

Toby Bacchus was finally sitting on the highly-coveted sect master’s throne.

As a former elder of the Great Saint Sect, his ability to win people over far surpassed that of Polly Reeves.

It took Toby Bacchus a month to completely undermine Polly Reeves and become the rightful sect master of Green Moon Villa.

“Miss Reeves, if you behave yourself, I’ll allow you to stay in Green Moon Villa and give you a chance to survive,” Toby Bacchus said indifferently.

Polly Reeves had an extremely ugly expression, but she was powerless to change anything.

Toby Bacchus snorted lightly. He looked at everyone present and said indifferently, “From today onward, Green Moon Villa will be renamed the Great Saint Sect!”

“Also, remove Ethan Smith’s statue from the square immediately!”