Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 1364

Chapter 1364: Chapter 1364: Lifetime Learning_1 Chapter 1364: Chapter 1364: Lifetime Learning_1 Ethan Smith walked all the way to the entrance, his face gloomy as he planned to forcibly break open the Mystic Realm.

This Mystic Realm was created by Randall Freeman, but with Ethan Smith's skills, it wasn't impossible for him to break it open forcefully.

His right fist curled up, surrounded by golden light. Just as he prepared to break the Mystic Realm, the entrance suddenly started flashing and shining.

The next second, Randall Freeman walked in.

“Master,” Ethan Smith bowed to Randall Freeman.

Randall Freeman looked at Ethan Smith with suspicion, seemingly noticing his intentions.

“What are you trying to do?” Randall Freeman asked coldly.

Ethan Smith sighed and said, “I have a bad feeling in my heart, and I just can't stay here any longer.”

Randall Freeman raised his hand and pressed it on Ethan Smith's neck, unleashing a huge force.

He dragged Ethan Smith to the side and said coldly, “You only need to do as I say. Understand?”

Ethan Smith smiled bitterly.

Even so, he was not a selfish person.

At this moment, Ethan Smith thought of the token Emily Taylor had given him.

She had written in her letter that if he encountered insurmountable difficulties, he should crush the token. At that time, the Taylor Family would surely come for him.

If the Taylor Family truly responded, then the Cloud Sect would be nothing to worry about.

After many hesitations, Ethan Smith ultimately put the token away.

He didn't want to trouble Emily Taylor unless absolutely necessary.

“I wonder how long Drexel will sleep,” Ethan Smith silently thought.

Drexel was a Peak Mighty Realm cultivator, possessing great strength.

If he were to awaken, he might be able to help.

“Follow me,” Randall Freeman said at that moment.

Ethan Smith followed Randall Freeman into the depths of the Mystic Realm.

“Wait here for me,” Randall Freeman said with a stern face.

Ethan Smith nodded and replied, “Alright.”

Randall Freeman turned and left. A few minutes later, he returned with the Freeman brothers.

The group gathered together, and Randall gave Clay a card.

“There's some money on this card. From now on, I'll entrust it to you,” Randall said.

Seeing this, Ethan's face turned incredibly ugly.

“Master, what are you planning?!” Ethan asked, furrowing his brows.

Randall ignored Ethan Smith's words and continued, “Now I'll take all of you to a place. This Mystic Realm isn't safe after all. Remember, don't come back unless it's absolutely necessary.”

Hearing this, Ethan could no longer hold back.

He stepped forward and coldly said, “If that's the case, I'd rather bear the consequences myself.”

“Stop messing around!” Randall rebuked.

“I'm not messing around; I have a way to protect myself,” Ethan said seriously.

At this moment, Ethan Smith was ready to crush the token.

But just then, a large hand suddenly reached out toward him.

Before Ethan could react, Randall's palm had already hit him hard on the head.

Ethan's vision went black, and everything seemed to shake before him.

He tried his best to resist the force of the blow, attempting to crush the token.

“You really can hold on,” Randall said before striking Ethan on the head once more.

Finally, Ethan couldn't hold on any longer and fell unconscious.

When Ethan woke up again, he found himself in an extremely unfamiliar environment.

It seemed to be a volcano. As soon as he opened his eyes, a wave of heat hit him in the face.

On one side of the mountain, there was a huge fiery pit.

The flames inside seemed to be alive, continuously jumping outwards.

“Awake?” Randall's voice came through.

Ethan rubbed his eyes and frowned, “Where is this?”

Randall replied, “You don't need to know where this is. Just know that you'll be staying here for the next while.”

Ethan looked around and saw that the surrounding space was sealed.

He tried to touch the barrier, but there was no way out.

Clay and Alfred were also nearby, no longer relaxed and playful. In their place was an indescribable solemnity.

Ethan knew that all of this was his fault, and he felt extremely guilty.

“Starting now, I'm going to train you intensively for three days,” Randall said coldly.

Ethan clenched his teeth, looked at Randall, and said, “Master, you should just hand me over. This matter has nothing to do with you.”

“Stop talking nonsense. The Cloud Sect might not be able to do anything to me,” Randall replied.

“When necessary, I will escape.”

Having said that, Randall pointed to the flames below.

“This flame is called the Body Tempering Flame, and it's perfect for you,” Randall explained.

“I've brought a few disciples here before. Some couldn't withstand it, and some even died in these flames. But I don't think these flames should be a problem for you.”

Ethan lowered his gaze to the jumping flames, feeling an indistinct longing in his heart.

Before Ethan could fully prepare, Randall suddenly slapped him on the back.

For an instant, Ethan's body was submerged in flames.

Countless tongues of fire surged towards him from all sides, enveloping Ethan Smith.

They clung to Ethan's flesh crazily, as if they wanted to devour him.

Stinging pain!

That was Ethan's first sensation.

It was as if countless needles were incessantly stabbing into his flesh!

They pierced through his skin, entering his blood; it was like they wanted to evaporate it!

The pain made Ethan gnash his teeth, but he held back without making a sound.

From the initial rolling to the gradual calm, it took Ethan Smith less than ten minutes.

Seeing Ethan sitting cross-legged below, a smile appeared on Randall's face, his eyes filled with appreciation.

“As I thought, these flames are nothing to him,” Randall said with a smile.

Clay and Alfred stood on the side, also quite amazed.

They had seen many people jump into the flames while they followed Randall around, but the outcomes were usually tragic.

Someone as calm and composed as Ethan Smith was unheard of!

“Ethan, how do you feel?” Randall shouted from above.

Ethan bit his teeth and replied, “It's bearable.”

Randall nodded slightly as he extended his palm, producing an ice-blue Qi that transformed into a long robe, lifting Ethan out of the flames.

Standing above, Randall looked at Ethan Smith and slowly said, “Next, I'm going to pass on my lifelong knowledge to you.”