Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 2210

Chapter 2210: Chapter 2208: Unrivaled Physical Body Chapter 2210: Chapter 2208: Unrivaled Physical Body “Move aside, you're blocking our way.”

A burly man who stood as towering as an iron tower stopped before Ethan Smith and his group, speaking with a malicious intent.

“Apologies, we'll leave at once.”

Uncle Kortez bowed, clasping his fist in a salute.

“Did I say you could move, old man? Get out of my way, you're blocking my path to Tower Mountain.”

The burly man roared in outrage, slapping Uncle Kortez across the face.

Uncle Kortez was flung several meters away by the force of the slap.

“You…Uncivilized brute! This place is big enough for all. It's not your personal road!”

Mabel Nebula, supporting Uncle Kortez to his feet, was outrageously close to tears.

Ah, the little girl looks pretty nice. Is it your first time here? I wonder which aristocratic family sent you to gain experience. The female cultivators who come here are usually tough, but why not accompany me tonight and let's call it even!”

Tower Mountain smirked evilly, reaching out for Mabel.

“Stop!”

Jago Nebula ground his teeth, stepping forward.

“We can't use spiritual power here or we'll be obliterated on the spot!”

The color drained from Uncle Kortez's face.

“Pa!”

Jago Nebula's left cheek swelled from Tower Mountain's slap, leaving him momentarily speechless.

“If we can't utilize spiritual power that means we can only rely on our physical strength.”

Ethan Smith spoke in a neutral tone.

He held onto Tower Mountain's wrist. To Tower Mountain's horror, no matter how much he struggled, Ethan's grip held firm, leaving his wrist immobile.

“Damn it! You're asking for it!”

Tower Mountain shouted angrily, attempting to slap Ethan Smith.

“You seem to enjoy slapping people, don't you?”

Ethan Smith said calmly, suddenly striking Tower Mountain's left cheek. The impact shattered half of his face.

“Mr. Smith, we absolutely cannot kill. Show restraint. Previously, a peak form True Saint Realm cultivator was obliterated on the spot for taking a life in Lornclould City.”

Uncle Kortez hastily implored.

“I know my limits.”

Ethan Smith lashed a kick, breaking Tower Mountain's leg on the spot.

“Fine, I'll remember today's humiliation! Just be sure you never leave Lornclould City for the rest of your life or I'll flay your skin and tear your tendons.”

Tower Mountain laughed mirthlessly, licking the blood from his face and shouting furiously.

“Why are you barking at me?”

Ethan Smith slapped him once again, shattering the other side of his face.

“If you dare, kill me!”

Tower Mountain laughed viciously.

“You think I wouldn't? Even someone on the brink of Nirvana doesn't scare me, let alone you.”

Ethan Smith spoke nonchalantly.

He crushed Tower Mountain's other leg with a stomp, then without any hesitation, swung a punch at Tower Mountain's face.

The deafening thunderous punch made Tower Mountain go pale. He had no doubts that if it landed, his head would be smashed into pulp.

“Senior, I'm wrong, spare my life!”

Tower Mountain cried out in sheer terror.

“I thought you were tough?”

Ethan Smith's fist abruptly stopped before Tower Mountain's face.

“Ha ha, Tower Mountain is admitting defeat?”

A young cultivator nearby chuckled.

“Oh my, Tower Mountain has turned soft. I thought you were supposed to be tough.”

A voluptuous woman also erupted into laughter.

Not far off, a group of three were paying attention to the commotion in the square.

One of the young men in white robes spoke up, “What a formidable physique.”

“Tower Mountain's strength lies in his physical prowess, yet this man broke through effortlessly. His physical strength is indeed terrifying. But his power level is too low – outside of Lornclould City, he'd be nothing.”

Another middle-aged man laughed.

“And from my observation, his divine sense has been heavily damaged. It's likely that it will be difficult for him to progress further.”

“As long as he's not in league with evil beasts, he's of no concern to me.”

The young man replied coldly.

“Mr. Smith, we'll return to the Cloud Continent first. We'll meet again if fate brings us together.”

Uncle Kortez spoke with a bow.

“Don't forget the cultivation skill I gave you before; practice it! I'll visit the Cloud Continent.”

Ethan Smith conveyed to the three through the divine sense.

In the hands of Mabel Nebula, Jago Nebula and Uncle Kortez, there were three jars of Pills.

These are the Pills I've concocted. With your Qingling Tree and the cultivation skills, it's enough to bring you further advancement.

“Thank you, senior!”

A great joy lit up Uncle Kortez's face as it became rarer to find an alchemist in this remote star system.

A jar containing hundreds of pills could stir up a bloodbath.

Ethan Smith nodded, “You just stood in front of your junior sister bravely, that's commendable. You've not disappointed me.”

Ethan Smith spoke to Jago Nebula and then turned around to leave.

Lornclould City, Central Square.

Ethan Smith arrived at a stall, looking at the herbs held within and asked.

“How are these thousand-year Soul Condensing Grass and Spirit Gathering Flower sold?”

“They can be exchanged for ten True Saint Demonic Beast Golden Pills, or inner cores of humans would work as well, but the human inner core requires Fifth Grade True Saint or above.”

“That's expensive!”

Ethan Smith frowned. It took him thousands of Gremlins to advance from the first level to the second level. To get to the fifth level, he would need to comprehend the Laws.

And the stall owner was actually asking for ten inner cores right off the bat.

“Young man, you're trying to mend your soul injury, right? My medicinal plants are well over a thousand years old and obtained from the Sixth Layer of the Mystic Realm. If an Eighth Grade alchemist helps to release its medicinal efficacy, there's still a chance for your soul injury to recover. But, as for advancing your cultivation level, that might be difficult indeed. Pity.”

The middle-aged stall owner spoke laughingly.

This person's mental strength is astonishingly strong – he saw through me with just one look.

A change passed over Ethan Smith's face. The Purgatory Continent might be in chaos, but such chaos has given rise to many formidable people.

Just like survival of the fittest in the food chain, only the strongest ones will be left.

“Young man, it seems like you could use some help. How about joining our team and traveling together?”

A burly man nearby suggested.

“My name is Dwight Cohen.”

“Ethan Smith.”

“We've taken on a mission to hunt for black tiger's fur in the fourth layer. The black tiger is a Returning to the Void demonic beast, but they live in groups. As soon as one appears, hundreds of them will follow. If you join us, we will have a better chance of resisting them.”

“Little brother, I'm Mariam Mitchell, the group's expert in spiritual attacks.”

The woman who had been deriding Tower Mountain winked at Ethan Smith.

“Why invite him? His second-level True Saint isn't even worth having.”

A young man replied with a frown.

The addition of one more person would only lessen their share of the bounty.

“I'm pleased to, and any person capable of putting down Tower Mountain is doing me a favour! Hahaha! Don't be so stingy, Edgeless, I won't even take the final reward. It's all yours.”

Dwight Cohen laughed heartily.

“Whatever.”

Edgeless snapped back grudgingly.

“What do you say, young man? If you're hunting demonic beasts, it's much better to have a team. Only a team can survive in the Purgatory Area, and if you trust me, join my team.”

Dwight Cohen laughed.

“Fine!”

Ethan Smith nodded. His divine sense was currently severely damaged and he could only rely on his bodily strength. As Dwight Cohen said, having a team was undoubtedly the best arrangement.

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