Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 1176

Chapter 1176: Chapter 1176: That's All_1 Chapter 1176: Chapter 1176: That's All_1 The two looked at each other and immediately turned to leave.

Heaven Gate.

These two people from the Holy Region arrived unexpectedly.

“Is this the so-called Heaven Gate?” The woman looked down at the huge sect, and she couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

“Such a big name, indeed.” The man sneered.

“Enough, let's not waste time. If other sects' people arrive, the ancient sage tomb might fall into their hands.” The woman said.

The two stopped their conversation and strode into Heaven Gate.

Two unfamiliar strangers arriving unexpectedly naturally attracted many gazes.

Polly Reeves hurriedly came out from the Great Hall, looking at the two people in front of her, and politely asked, “May I know who you are?”

“We are from the Holy Region.” The man said indifferently.

Holy Region!

Hearing this, Polly Reeves' face turned pale in shock!

She hurriedly clasped her fists and said, “Greetings to both of you, seniors!”

Seeing Polly Reeves' attitude, the two seemed quite satisfied.

“Would you two please take a seat?” Polly Reeves clasped her fists and said.

After ushering the two people into the Great Hall, she asked someone to serve them tea.

“Please wait for a moment; I'll go find our sect master.” Polly Reeves said politely.

Afterwards, Polly Reeves quickly walked out of the Great Hall, took out her phone, and called Ethan Smith.

At this moment, Ethan Smith was in the Divine Alchemist Pavilion, talking with Evelyn Norton about the past.

He took out a list and whispered, “Tomorrow I should help Spike Schneider kill his Master.”

At this moment, Ethan Smith's phone rang.

As soon as the call was connected, Polly Reeves' voice came through from the other end of the line.

“Mr. Smith, people from the Holy Region are here!” Polly Reeves' tone contained both anxiety and excitement.

Hearing this, Ethan Smith also stood up abruptly, exclaiming, “People from the Holy Region? Where are they?”

“They are at our Heaven Gate.” Polly Reeves said.

“Alright, ask them to wait for a while. I'll be right back.”

After leaving these words behind, Ethan Smith hurriedly got up and prepared to return to Heaven Gate.

“So, you're going to leave me behind just like that?” Evelyn Norton said, somewhat teasingly.

Ethan Smith looked slightly embarrassed, and then said, “Why don't you come with me?”

Taking Evelyn Norton with him, Ethan Smith rushed towards Heaven Gate.

Inside Heaven Gate, the man and woman were secretly releasing their divine sense, covering the entire Heaven Gate.

After a moment, the man sneered and said, “Most cultivators here are merely Marquis-level and in the Grandmaster Realm at best. The strongest one is only at the pre-term Martial Saint Realm, not worth mentioning.”

“It seems the elder was right; the qi here is depleted and no longer suitable for cultivation.” The woman took over and said.

This undoubtedly made them even more arrogant, and their attitude towards Polly Reeves and the others had obviously changed.

“Hasn't your sect master returned yet? What, he doesn't take us seriously?” The man glanced at Polly Reeves and asked.

Polly Reeves' face changed slightly, and she quickly bowed, saying, “Please don't be anxious, seniors. Our sect master is out of town but will return soon.”

“If he doesn't return soon, we may go somewhere else.” The woman said indifferently.

Polly Reeves' face changed dramatically, and she stammered, “Please, seniors, wait a little longer. I… I'll urge our sect master to hurry back.”

Seeing Polly Reeves' submissive attitude, the two laughed loudly.

Such humble postures not only failed to close the gap, but also made others look down on them even more.

However, when one had enough power, all relationships would naturally come closer.

Just then, Ethan Smith and Evelyn Norton stepped through the main entrance.

As soon as they entered, Ethan Smith saw the man and woman next to him.

“Mr. Smith, you're finally back.” Polly Reeves hurried forward, “These two seniors have been waiting anxiously.”

Ethan Smith nodded slightly, walked up to the two people, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly, “I'm sorry for the delay. I didn't know you were visiting. Please forgive me.”

The man looked Ethan Smith up and down and asked, “Are you the sect master of this Heaven Gate?”

“That's right.” Ethan Smith sat down next to them and waved his hand, saying, “Serve the tea.”

Ethan Smith's attitude was completely different from Polly Reeves' previous fawning, which made the two slightly unhappy.

“I heard that your Heaven Gate is the number one sect in the world. So, that means you're the number one person in the world, right?” The woman examined Ethan Smith up and down as she spoke.

Before Ethan Smith could open his mouth, a disciple on the side proudly said, “Our sect master is indeed the number one person in the world. Not long ago, he had just killed a…”

Before he could finish speaking, Ethan Smith waved his hand, modestly saying, “It's just an empty title.”

“It seems like you are just an empty title. The number one person in the world, who is just a mid-term Martial Saint?” The man's face showed a trace of mockery.

Ethan Smith glanced at him and found that the man's strength was only at the late-term Martial Saint Realm, the same as Star's.

But Ethan Smith didn't say much and instead asked directly, “When will we leave for the Holy Region? Many people here are already waiting.”

“Go to the Holy Region?” Bringing up this topic, the man and woman looked at each other and then said strangely, “The Holy Region is called so because it's a sacred land. Not everyone can go there; it requires selection.”

“Exactly, our Holy Region doesn't accept trash.”

Ethan Smith frowned slightly, feeling somewhat annoyed.

However, upon further thought, their words seemed reasonable. It would be a long journey, and they couldn't possibly bring too many people, so they naturally had to choose the best candidates.

“When will the selection begin?” Ethan Smith continued asking.

“No need to rush, no need to rush.” The man waved his hand.

He slowly stood up and said indifferently, “Let's introduce ourselves first. My name is Chase Field, and this is my senior sister Jocelyn Field. The two of us are here by the elder's order to escort the chosen ones and search for some items.”

Hearing these names, Ethan Smith almost sprayed out the water he had just drunk.

Chase Field's eyebrows furrowed, somewhat offended as he asked, “What's wrong with you?”

Ethan Smith coughed and said, “Nothing, do people in your place all have such distinctive names?”

“What's distinctive?” Chase Field asked with a dark face.

Ethan Smith waved his hand and said, “Let's discuss the main issue.”

Chase Field snorted coldly and continued, “For this trip to the Holy Region, everything will be decided by the two of us. Who can go and who cannot depends solely on a single sentence from us.”

Although their words were cryptic, the implication was clear.

Whoever could please them would get the opportunity to go to the Holy Region first.

It turned out that all the crows in the world were black indeed.

“By the way, before this, we need to find something, and we're short on manpower at the moment. We'll have your Heaven Gate provide some help.” Chase Field returned to the main topic.