Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 2049

Chapter 2049: Chapter 2049: Earth Rank Saint Weapon_1 Chapter 2049: Chapter 2049: Earth Rank Saint Weapon_1 Ken Middleton's words tightened Ethan Smith's body, and he quickly looked at the man with the mustache.

The man with the mustache shook his head and said, “It's simply impossible. I can't even deduce the specific time, let alone the person.”

“No one can predict who the Day of Heaven's Mandate will choose.”

Ethan Smith and Ken Middleton nodded and didn't ask further.

Then, the man with the mustache didn't stay any longer. The group agreed to meet at Divine Fortuity City.

Once the Nine Great Families took action again, they would enter the Chaos Grave through the teleportation formation of Divine Fortuity City.

After parting, Ethan Smith concealed his breath and decided to go find Finley Doyle.

Having a Saint Weapon in hand would make him feel more at ease.

Upon arriving at Finley Doyle's shop, Finley was still as usual, lying there half-dead and holding a half jug of wine.

Seeing Ethan Smith entering, he didn't show any reaction, still squinting as if he was asleep.

“Finley, is the item ready?” Ethan Smith walked up to Finley and got straight to the point.

Finley glanced at Ethan Smith and said, “What item? Who are you?”

“I asked you to forge a Saint Weapon before. I never had time to pick it up,” Ethan Smith whispered.

Finley stretched lazily and sat up from his chair.

He looked at Ethan Smith and said, “You must be Ethan Smith, right?”

Ethan Smith was startled and then nervously replied, “Yes, it's me.”

Finley snickered and said, “That Saint Weapon has been stored here for a long time. No problem if you want to take it, but you have to pay the storage fee.”

Ethan Smith couldn't help but curse internally.

This guy was a real money-grubber, never letting go of any chance to make money.

“How much?” Ethan Smith didn't want to argue with him and quickly asked.

“Just give me 100 million magic coins,” Finley said.

Ethan Smith held back the urge to curse, gritting his teeth and saying, “Fine, you'll get it!”

So, Ethan Smith paid Finley another 100 million magic coins.

After receiving the money, Finley waved his hand and said, “Follow me.”

The two came to the backyard of Finley's shop, filled with various furnaces, extremely messy with hardly any place to step.

They passed through the backyard to a room deep in the backyard.

Upon opening the door, mysterious auras rushed towards them.

At a glance, the room was filled with numerous magical artifacts, casually piled up on the ground like trash!

Ethan Smith swept a glance and was greatly shocked in his heart!

Because these magical artifacts were extremely precious, among them were no shortage of extraordinary Saint Weapons!

Any single piece would be enough to cause bloodshed!

“These magical artifacts… you just throw them around like this?” Ethan Smith frowned.

Finley sneered, “What else? Do you want me to kowtow to them?”

Ethan Smith coughed dryly and didn't say anything.

Then, Finley rummaged through the pile of magical artifacts and quickly found a Saint Weapon.

It looked like a Treasured Sword, seemingly refined from holy bones.

The terrifying Holy Power it emitted even stunned Ethan Smith!

Although Finley appeared sloppy, the Saint Weapon he forged was exquisitely flawless, with a perfect aura!

“This Saint Weapon must be of the Profound Rank,” Ethan Smith whispered.

Finley shot Ethan a glance and said, “Who are you looking down on? There's no magical artifact I've made that's lower than Earth Rank.”

Ethan Smith exclaimed, “This is an Earth Rank Saint Weapon?”

“What, is that strange?” Finley sneered.

Ethan Smith quickly waved his hands and said, “No, I just didn't expect your craftsmanship to be so… exquisite.”

“Stop talking nonsense, take your things and get out. I don't like anyone in my room,” Finley said impatiently, waving his hand.

Ethan Smith reluctantly picked up the magical artifact, thinking in his heart: “Finley is a rare talent.”

If he could win him over in the future, he would definitely play an unimaginable role.

After picking up the Saint Weapon, Ethan Smith said goodbye to Finley and left.

Then, Ethan Smith returned to the Mystic Realm of Ken Middleton's magical artifacts and found Salena Carpenter.

Salena was still the same, eating, drinking, and having fun every day. Besides that, she held her demonic egg like a mother hen.

Seeing Ethan Smith return, Salena didn't have much of a reaction, as it was clear that Ken Middleton had already returned earlier.

“How did it go? Any gains?” Salena asked while holding her demonic egg.

Ethan Smith shook his head and said, “Not yet, but the Chaos Grave is Clayton Schmidt's tomb.”

“Clayton Schmidt? The chaotic body Clayton Schmidt?” Salena asked in surprise.

Ethan Smith nodded, “Yes.”

“Holy crap, Clayton Schmidt is my idol!” Salena suddenly stood up excitedly.

She said excitedly, “No way, I have to go next time!”

Ethan Smith smiled bitterly, “What are you going for? The man is already dead.”

“You don't know anything!” Salena glared at Ethan Smith, then continued, “Anyway, I must follow next time.”

Ethan Smith thought about it, and since they had a teleportation formation, it didn't really matter if there was one more person. So he agreed.

For the next few days, Ethan Smith stayed in the Mystic Realm, waiting for the next move of the Nine Great Families.

Meanwhile, the Nine Great Families had already devised a strategy. All the Holy Lords planned to bring Tribulation Stage magical artifacts, vowing to break through the Chaos Grave!

Soon, the news spread:

In ten days, the Nine Great Families will attack the Chaos Grave!

As soon as this news came out, many people flocked to the vicinity of the Chaos Grave.

Clayton Schmidt was just too legendary, one of the most legendary figures in history, and the only one who slew an Immortal Emperor at the Tribulation Stage!

Therefore, even risking death, people still wanted to catch a glimpse of his great tomb.

Time flew by, and ten days passed in a blink of an eye.

By now, the area near the Chaos Grave was packed with people, covering the mountains and plains.

Ethan Smith brought Salena back to Divine Fortuity City.

Both of them had disguised themselves, arrived at the agreed-upon tavern, and were waiting for the man with the mustache to arrive.

“Remember, be careful. The Nine Great Families absolutely don't allow anyone to enter the Chaos Grave,” Ethan Smith whispered, pressing his straw hat down.

Salena carelessly said, “Don't worry, I got it!”

Just then, a voluptuous woman approached from a distance.

She sat directly across from Ethan Smith and flirted with her eyes. “Handsome, want to have a drink together?” Her sultry eyes and seductive voice enticed Ethan Smith.

Salena glanced at her and couldn't help but curse, “Slut.”

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