Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 1764

Chapter 1764: Chapter 1764: Dudley Lynch Descends_1 Chapter 1764: Chapter 1764: Dudley Lynch Descends_1 Upon hearing this, Salena Carpenter raised her hand and knocked on Randall Freeman's head.

“Shut that crow's mouth of yours!” Salena scolded.

Randall didn't dare to say more and quickly scurried to the side.

Though Randall's words were unpleasant, they were undeniably true.

Relying on walking to reach the Central Province was entirely unrealistic.

And arranging a teleportation formation was far beyond their capability.

“Let's head to the East state.” At this moment, Gregory Hum suddenly suggested.

“The East state has developed further than the Southern Province.”

As Gregory hinted, despite the East state not being as unified as the Southern Province, precisely because of this lack of unity, it allowed for more freedom in its development. The alchemists there were also significantly more advanced than those in the Southern Province.

“Alright, I'll set off for the East state right now,” Salena Carpenter replied eagerly.

Gregory stopped her and shook his head, saying, “Let me go instead. You're too impulsive. If you cause trouble or encounter issues in the East state, it'll be a loss we can't afford.”

Salena pondered his words and seemed to reluctantly agree.

“Gregory's right. You should focus more on your cultivation now,” Randall chimed in.

Salena nodded. “Fine then. Don't waste any time; set out right away.”

Gregory chuckled bitterly, nodded, and said, “Alright, I'll leave now.”

The entire Southern Province was abuzz with discussions about this battle.

While on the surface, it seemed that the final blow to end the battle came from Forrest Middleton, everyone knew deep down it wasn't a victory achieved by him alone but the result of everyone's collective efforts.

“I never thought Senior Ken Middleton was still alive.”

“This is truly a blessing for our Southern Province.”

“Indeed. With Senior Ken Middleton alive, who would dare to invade in the future?”

Everyone's attention seemed to shift toward Ken Middleton, completely overlooking the lingering threat of Denton Horton.

In their eyes, as long as Ken Middleton was present, the Southern Province would remain secure.

He was like a War God in everyone's hearts, protecting the cultivators of the Southern Province.

The Cloud Sect.

Ken Middleton's body was gradually recovering.

He and Forrest Middleton stayed atop Cultivation Mountain, neither speaking a word.

“It's been so long since we simply sat together like this,” Forrest finally said.

Ken let out a small hum, replying, “Our ambitions have always been different.”

Forrest avoided the topic and remarked, “I truly didn't expect you to still be alive.”

“Neither did I,” Ken replied with a sigh.

“Frankly, I owe it to Ethan Smith. If he hadn't risked his life to save me, I'm certain I'd be dead by now.”

Forrest nodded faintly at the mention of Ethan Smith.

“He's an incredibly promising young man,” Forrest said. “His future potential is limitless.”

“Indeed. To think someone like him could emerge from the Southern Province–it's heartening,” Ken said wistfully.

The two then fell silent again.

Though they were brothers, it seemed they had little to say to each other.

“Once you've stepped into the Reversion Void Stage, face me in battle,” Forrest spoke up again.

Ken glanced at him and said, “You know I won't raise my hand against you.”

“I don't understand,” Forrest replied, shaking his head slightly.

He sighed, “No matter how much I push you, you'll never strike back. Why? Are you afraid of hurting me?”

“Of course not. I simply choose not to,” Ken said firmly.

For a rare moment, a trace of bitterness appeared on Forrest's face.

*Facing his own brother, he seemed completely powerless.*

“Take good care,” Forrest eventually said before turning and walking down Cultivation Mountain.

The Southern Province appeared to have entered a brief period of peace, yet lurking beneath this calm was a deep unease.

Undoubtedly, the cause of this unease was Denton Horton.

As long as Denton lived, he posed a constant threat to the Southern Province.

North Plain.

The once vast and bustling North Plain was now left with only Dudley Lynch and Eternal.

Dudley spent his days wandering this barren land, while Eternal continued to nurse his wounds.

After a few days of rest, his injuries had mostly healed.

Eternal gazed up at the heavy snowfall, filled with innumerable emotions.

*Who could have imagined that this once-mighty North Plain had fallen to such a state?*

“For a moment there, I feel a bit… lonely,” Eternal sighed.

“Hahaha!”

Suddenly, a laughter boomed across the land, shattering the silence!

It came from none other than Dudley Lynch.

Eternal turned toward the source of the laughter.

“So this is the Immortal Slaying Sect's legacy! It's mine now!”

In a shadowy corner of the North Plain, Dudley stood holding a cluster of black light.

The glow seemed to embody the Immortal Slaying Sect's entire inheritance, containing its history and cultivation skills.

Dudley's laughter echoed across the North Plain, lingering for a long time before eventually fading away.

Moments later, Dudley appeared abruptly beside Eternal.

*Eternal's heart sank, gripped with an ominous feeling.*

He instinctively looked at Dudley and said, “I see you've gotten what you wanted.”

Dudley glanced at him and replied flatly, “I have.”

“What's next? Will you stay in the North Plain?” Eternal asked.

“No, I'll be leaving soon,” Dudley answered dismissively.

“Denton is dead. If I stay here any longer, it'll likely end poorly for me.”

*Eternal remained silent, his mind tangled in confusion.*

*What's next? Where could he possibly go? His thoughts churned in chaos.*

“You could always go to the Southern Province. Haven't you always wanted to kill Ethan Smith?” Dudley said with a mocking smirk.

Eternal sighed softly and then shook his head. “I've given up on that.”

Then, as if making a sudden decision, he looked at Dudley and said, “Take me with you.”

“What, you want to follow me?” Dudley narrowed his eyes.

“Something like that,” Eternal nodded.

A sinister smile spread across Dudley's face as he said, “Follow me, and you could die at any time. Are you sure about this?”

“Doesn't matter anymore,” Eternal replied, shaking his head.

*After that battle, the once-proud chosen one, Eternal, felt utterly defeated.*

*If he couldn't overcome the knot in his heart, his cultivation would forever remain stagnant at the Reversion Void Stage.*

Dudley said nothing, but his silence carried his consent.

In the Southern Province, the streets bustled with life.

Everyone seemed oddly relaxed, whether it was because of Denton's defeat or Ken Middleton's survival.

Then, without warning, an ominous scene appeared in the Void, shattering it moments later!

Before people could even process their shock, Dudley Lynch's shadow emerged from the rift.

“It's… the Godly King of the North Plain!” someone exclaimed in panic at the sight of Dudley's form. The onlookers' faces turned pale.

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