Mrs. and Mr. Smith

Chapter 497 Joshua Hess Takes Action Himself!

Ethan Smith's words were startling, instantly drawing the attention of countless people!

Who could have expected that after taking down the Great Saint Sect, Ethan Smith would not only not lie low but would actively provoke others!

He was taking on the Great Saint Sect, the premier sect in the north which even had a Martial Marquis presiding over it!

Moreover, behind the Great Saint Sect was one of Pyro's biggest aristocratic families, the Taylor Family of the Capital City!

Did Ethan Smith plan to resist the entire Great Saint Sect with his single-handed power? It was simply unimaginable!

Meanwhile, Kylan Taylor hung up the phone, and incoming was the military adviser.

He leaned into Kylan Taylor's ear, explaining the situation word for word.

After Kylan Taylor listened, his face instantly turned rather unsightly.

"You said Ethan Smith killed ten half-step Martial Marquis?" Kylan Taylor's pupils filled with doubt.

The military adviser nodded, "To be precise, it was nine. He let one go on purpose."

Kylan Taylor's face was hard to read.

He hadn't expected the speed of Ethan Smith's growth to be so fast!

He was even more surprised that after stepping into half-step Martial Marquis, Ethan Smith had such strength!

One against ten, this was simply unheard of!

"Just how did I let him grow under my watch…" Kylan Taylor rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on.

The military adviser said, "Don't worry yet, there are both strong and weak ones amongst half-step Martial Marquis; those people can't be mentioned in the same breath as Mr. Blair."

This was indeed the truth. Being from an aristocratic family, Mr. Blair naturally enjoyed an absolute advantage within the same rank.

"If all else fails, we can send a Martial Marquis to outrightly kill Ethan Smith," said the military adviser.

Kylan Taylor kept quiet for a moment before finally speaking, "On September 9th, rally all the forces the Taylor family can muster and secretly lay an ambush."

"Remember, under no circumstances can we let Ethan Smith leave the Capital City!"

The military adviser nodded, "Yes, Mr. Taylor."

...

Taylor Family's Estate.

On Emily's bedside was a calendar.

Looking at how the date was drawing nearer to September 9th, Emily Taylor felt a growing sense of urgency and unease.

"Miss Taylor, you shouldn't worry too much. Life goes on, don't harm your health over it," the nanny reminded her by the side.

Emily looked at the nanny, shaking her head, "I'm very worried about Ethan..."

Emily didn't finish her sentence.

She was fearful of marrying Dexter Blair, and she was equally fearful of Ethan Smith coming to play wedding crasher.

Being the daughter of the Taylors, she naturally knew how strong the Taylors were.

Ignoring whether Ethan Smith could defeat Dexter Blair, even just the power that the Taylors could command was not something a common man could contend with.

"Miss Taylor, seeing that you chose to trust the young master Smith, you should stop worrying excessively," the nanny advised.

Emily nodded slightly, refraining from saying more.

...

With only one month left until September 9th, Dexter Blair remained sequestered in his training.

He was engrossed in his practice at the Capital City Martial Arts Association, enjoying the best martial arts resources of Pyro.

Blair family.

"Mr. Holmes, what is going on with Dexter Blair?" Reilly Blair voiced out his unease.

Upon hearing about Ethan Smith's feat of defeating ten half-step Martial Marquis, it was impossible for him to not worry.

Emerson Holmes smiled, "Mr. Blair, don't worry. We still have one month. Anything can happen."

"Anything can happen? What do you mean? Could it be that he can step into the Military Marquis Realm?" Reilly Blair asked, puzzled.

Emerson Holmes shook his head, "It is highly unlikely for him to step into the Military Marquis Realm. It is not feasible, even for a prodigy, to achieve this within half a month."

"However... we do have a way, to make sure Ethan Smith loses one hundred percent." Emerson Holmes's conversation took a turn, and he smirked.

Reilly Blair furrowed his brows, "What do you mean?"

Emerson Holmes's eyes narrowed, and he chuckled, "The Capital City Martial Arts Association possesses the world's ancient cultivation skill!" n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Even if we can't make Dexter Blair truly step into the Military Marquis Realm, we still have a way to make him possess the power equivalent to a Martial Marquis's!"

Hearing this, Dexter Blair seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

After all, the gap between a Martial Marquis and a half-step Martial Marquis represents two different worlds.

...

Ethan Smith sat in the Elder's Residence of the Divine Alchemist Pavilion, his eyes slightly closed, gradually restoring his drained energy.

Above the square, the First Elder was still kneeling, suffering in agony day and day out.

At this moment, the Fifth Elder came in, supporting the Second Elder.

"Ethan Smith, how is our Lord Pavilion Master?" asked the Second Elder.

Ethan Smith replied, "Second Elder, don't worry. She has been taken to the Capital City Martial Arts Association, and I will figure out how to rescue her as soon as possible."

The Second Elder nodded, sighing slightly, "The Lord Pavilion Master was indeed right about you."

Ethan Smith gave a bitter smile, stating, "If not for me, the Lord Pavilion Master would not have suffered so much."

At this, the Second Elder remained silent, neither approving nor disapproving.

"You should rest now," the Second Elder didn't stay longer, turning around and leaving.

After the Second Elder left, Ethan Smith unlocked his mobile phone.

The Martial Arts Forum continued to drum up the fearsome reputation of Ethan Smith, but deep down Ethan knew very well that he had not stepped into the realm of the true half-step Martial Marquis.

He was still a step away from the half-step Martial Marquis.

To formally step into the half-step Martial Marquis rank, he still needed a Reincarnation Pill.

"Where can I find herbs that are five thousand years old?" Ethan Smith couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"I wonder if the Lord Pavilion Master can help?"

Martha Evans, as the Lord of the Divine Alchemist Pavilion, had resources no one could match.

However, she was currently locked in the Capital City Martial Arts Association, making any contact impossible.

"I must figure out a way to save the Lord Pavilion Master as soon as possible," Ethan Smith's expression darkened as he made this steely commitment.

Over the following days, Ethan Smith did not leave the Divine Alchemist Pavilion.

He spent his days and nights in the Elder's Residence, every now and then resounding shocks and brilliant flashes of light would emanate from within.

No one knew what Ethan Smith was doing, but everyone saw him as their saviour.

...

Great Saint Sect.

On this day, Joshua Hess rushed back to the Great Saint Sect from Capital City.

Ever since he heard about Ethan Smith, he did not waste a single moment.

"This... this..."

Staring at the chaos and ruins of the Great Saint Sect, Joshua Hess stood frozen in place, as if rooted to the spot.

The entire Great Saint Sect was filled with broken walls and withered corpses, no signs of life could be seen!

Where was the once proclaimed number one sect in the north? It looked more like a graveyard!

"Ethan Smith... Ethan Smith!!"

Joshua Hess was furious, his furious roar echoing across the heavens and earth!

"You dare treat the Great Saint Sect like this, I want you dead, I want you dead!!" Joshua Hess roared in rage, looking up at the sky!

Then, he stepped into the Great Saint Sect.

It was well known that Joshua Hess' call held power. After his return, the Great Saint Sect's disciples came out one after another.

A couple of hundred disciples were kneeling in front of the villa.

And right at the front, was Elder Foster.

"What in the world happened?" Joshua Hess coldly stared at Elder Foster.

Elder Foster urged, "It was Ethan Smith... Ethan Smith is just too strong! He broke four Martial Marquis Weapons single-handedly, we couldn't resist him at all!"

Joshua Hess gritted his teeth, he yelled in anger, "Useless, you're useless!"

Elder Foster didn't say a word, hardly even daring to breathe.

Joshua Hess took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing his burning rage.

His cold eyes swept across everyone present, and he said, "The Great Saint Sect has never been so humiliated before! If I don't kill him, the Great Saint Sect will lose face!"

"From today onwards, I will personally capture Ethan Smith!"