This room was filled with the powers of creation that Tristram Massy had collected.
Most of these powers of creation came from Gyeon City.
In other words, the prosperity that Gyeon City should have had was forcibly taken away by Tristram Massy.
âWhat a great tactic.â Even Ethan Smith couldnât help but sigh.
The world is vast and full of oddities. If one offended such a technique master, they might have bad luck their whole life.
Ethan Smith picked up a bottle of the powers of creation and inhaled gently.
The powers of creation in the bottle flowed into Ethan Smithâs body.
As expected, the stored powers of creation had become quite similar to qi after a long time, and the absorption method was also quite similar.
âThis power of creation is slightly different from ordinary qi,â Ethan Smith said.
Tristram Massy nodded: âIndeed, it is different. According to the old saying, a land rich in qi is a land of outstanding people and places.â
âAnd the term âqiâ in this sentence refers to the powers of creation, which are of higher purity than the qi we use for cultivation.â
Ethan Smith nodded slightly, these powers of creation were indeed somewhat different from ordinary qi, making it easier to absorb, and the effects were even better than normal qi.
âIâll take these powers of creation,â Ethan Smith said, looking at the jars on the wall.
The pupils of Tristram Massy shrank in fear, and he quickly shook his head: âNo, I can only give you three bottles!â
Ethan Smith scoffed: âDo you think you have the qualification to negotiate terms with me?â
The face of Tristram Massy turned a bit ugly, as if he was reluctant to part with these powers of creation.
Ethan Smith was too lazy to waste words with Tristram Massy. He grabbed a bottle and directly put it into his Spatial Magic Artifact.
In this way, Ethan Smith temporarily had enough resources for his cultivation.
There was the Ice Heart and these powers of creation for qi.
As for dark energy, it was provided by the Coffin.
âI should have killed you, but considering you provided me so many powers of creation, Iâll spare your life,â Ethan Smith glanced at Tristram Massy.
After leaving these words, Ethan Smith planned to leave.
At this moment, a burst of brilliance shot from Tristram Massyâs eyes, and a sharp weapon appeared in his hand!
âGo die!â Tristram Massy bellowed in anger, holding the blade and stabbing it viciously at Ethan Smith!
âClang!â
However, the blade not only failed to penetrate Ethan Smithâs body, but it was also shattered in two!
Ethan Smith slowly turned his body and sneered, âYou want to kill me with this kind of thing?â
A trace of panic flashed across Tristram Massyâs face, and he quickly begged for mercy, âMr. Smith, spare my life⦠I know I was wrongâ¦â
âYou want to kill me and expect me to spare your life? Do you think thatâs possible?â Ethan Smith scoffed.
Tristram Massy wanted to say something else, but Ethan Smith didnât give him a chance and directly slapped Tristram Massyâs head to pieces.
Afterward, Ethan Smith took the golden core from Tristram Massyâs body.
With the addition of Gene Massyâs, Ethan Smith now had four whole golden cores!
If he were to enter closed-door cultivation, he would definitely reach the mid-term Military Marquis.
However, Ethan Smith decided to suppress his cultivation for now because it was too dangerous to break through now.
Not only would it take a long time, but it might also bring fatal disasters.
The Capital City Martial Arts Association and the great families might send people at any time.
âWait a little longer, and strive to reach the late-term Military Marquis in one breath,â Ethan Smith thought to himself.
After leaving Tristram Massy, Ethan Smith returned to the tavern.
Clarissa Johnson was still sitting there, looking around expectantly.
Ethan Smithâs sudden disappearance left Clarissa Johnson somewhat baffled.
âWhat are you looking at?â Ethan Smith walked directly over to Clarissa Johnson and sat down.
Clarissa Johnson exclaimed, âMr. Smith, where have you been? You suddenly disappeared.â
Ethan Smith smiled and said, âI just went out to take care of something.â
Clarissa Johnson didnât ask any further, just nodded.
After dinner, Clarissa Johnson received a message from Rex Osborne, asking her to return to the Mystic Realm immediately.
Seeing the content of the message, Clarissa Johnson shook her phone and joked, âIt seems like your terms worked, there is news now.â
Although Ethan Smith remained calm on the surface, his heart grew even more suspicious.
Could it be that Halcroen Sect really wanted to give him a Ten-thousand-year-old Medicinal Material?
A Ten-thousand-year-old Medicinal Material was an extremely rare treasure! Even for the great families and sects, it was an invaluable sacred item.
Ten thousand years was enough for a large tree to develop its own spiritual wisdom, let alone a top-grade medicinal material.
âMr. Smith, just wait for me, Iâll inform you once I have news,â Clarissa Johnson said while packing up.
Ethan Smith nodded.
He didnât think any further. As for Halcroen Sectâs true intentions, he could only wait and see.
After returning to his residence, Ethan Smith roughly counted the resources he had:
Four golden cores from the body of a Military Marquis, half an Ice Heart left, and nearly ten thousand bottles of powers of creation.
Besides that, there were also some miscellaneous herbs.
âIf I can get a Ten-thousand-year-old Medicinal Material, I might actually be able to reach the late-term Military Marquis,â Ethan Smith thought to himself.
At present, Ethan Smith was only a pre-term Military Marquis, but relying on his powerful physical strength, he was almost on par with most Marquisâ
As long as he didnât encounter a Peak Form of Military Marquis Realm, Ethan Smith wouldnât have too many problems in walking freely.
âWith my current strength, facing a Peak Form of Military Marquis is still difficult,â Ethan Smith muttered softly.
Last time in the Ice Palace, that male and female pair had almost cost Ethan Smith his life.
Moreover, they didnât know how many of those Peak Form of Military Marquisâ still existed.
âOh no.â
When thinking of the Ice Palace, Ethan Smith suddenly remembered something.
Clare Richardson!
The Ice Palace had its sights set on Clare Richardsonâs mask, so they would never let it go!
âNo, I have to hurry back.â Ethan Smith frowned.
With that thought, Ethan Smith put away all the herbs and materials in front of him, turned around, and prepared to leave Gyeon City.
As he reached the hotel entrance, he came face to face with Clarissa Johnson.
âWhere is Mr. Smith going?â Clarissa Johnson asked in surprise.
Ethan Smith said solemnly, âI have something urgent to deal with back home.â
Clarissa was puzzled and said, âIs it that urgent?â
âYes,â Ethan Smith nodded.
Seeing this, Clarissa Johnson didnât ask any more questions. She smiled and said, âI came to tell you some good news.â
âGood news?â Ethan Smith raised an eyebrow.
âCould it be that you brought the Ten-thousand-year-old Medicinal Material? â
Clarissa Johnson blinked and said, âAlmost.â