Ethan Smith didnât stay long.
On his way back, his mind was filled with thoughts of how to protect Emily Taylor.
After deep consideration, Ethan Smith roughly understood where his problem lay.
His biggest problem was his lack of deterrent power.
Although Ethan Smith had destroyed two sects overseas in a single breath, no one in his home country knew about it.
Only by increasing his deterrent power could he deter people from provoking him.
Like the Capital City Martial Arts Association, even though they didnât have powerful combat forces, no one dared to provoke them.
Having arrived at this thought, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Ethan Smithâs eyes.
âThe Mystic Realm⦠it shouldnât be under Pyroâs jurisdiction,â Ethan Smith murmured with narrowed eyes.
If that was the case, he would take action against the Mystic Realm.
He would massacre an entire Mystic Realm, in order to tell the world that he, Ethan Smith, was more terrifying than the Capital City Martial Arts Association!
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In Capital City, in a certain clubhouse.
This upscale clubhouse was unlike any other, with outdoor scenes replicated indoors.
The artificial mountains and water, with their realistic appearance, created a sensation of paradisiacal seclusion within the clubhouse.
At this moment, in a pavilion of the clubhouse.
Tyler Wright was brewing tea here.
Opposite him sat a middle-aged man.
Although the manâs strength was not noteworthy, merely a mid-term Martial Marquis, but his aura was noticeably formidable, discouraging any form of disrespect.
âMr. Wright, whatâs the matter? You look troubled,â the middle-aged man asked.
Tyler Wright faintly smiled, âMr. Carroll, letâs have tea first.â
Mr. Carroll across from him nodded slightly.
After a few sips of tea, Tyler Wright finally started to speak.
In a deep voice, he said, âMr. Carroll, the Exchange Meeting will be held in a few days. Both the Wright Family and Carroll Family are the main organizers, and the quotas are determined by us.â
Mr. Carroll nodded lightly, âYes, whatâs the matter?â
Tyler Wright stated, âI want you to help me invite someone.â
âInvite someone? Who?â Mr. Carroll wore a slightly furrowed brow.
A cold glint flashed in Tyler Wrightâs eyes.
He said coldly, âEthan Smith.â
âEthan Smith, the one who has been making headlines recently?â Mr. Carroll inquired with a slight frown.
âYes.â Tyler Wright confirmed with a nod.
Mr. Carroll smiled, âWhy donât you invite him yourself? I suppose your relationship with him may be somewhat closer?â@@novelbin@@
Tyler Wright let out a sigh, explaining the course of events to Mr. Carroll.
âIâve already said that I wonât let him come to this Exchange Meeting. If I invite him now, it will raise suspicions,â Tyler Wright shook his head.
This left Mr. Carroll even more puzzled.
He frowned, âMr. Wright, given what you said, you should have made an enemy of him. Why invite him to the Exchange Meeting if thatâs the case?â
At those words, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Tyler Wrightâs eyes.
âBecause⦠I intend to kill him!â Tyler Wright declared coldly.
âThe world doesnât allow the Martial Saint to take action, but without the Martial Saint, itâs impossible to kill Ethan Smith.â
âAs long as I can lure him into the Mystic Realm, I will get the Martial Saint to act and kill him directly!â
Mr. Carroll suddenly realized.
âSummon the Martial Saint to kill Ethan Smith?â Mr. Carroll said in surprise.
Tyler Wright nodded, âYes, we mustnât provide him with an opportunity to escape.â
âMr. Carroll, as long as you help me with this, I will certainly remember your kindness!â
Mr. Carroll considered for a moment, before finally nodding, âAlright, I promise.â
Tyler Wright raised his teacup with a smile, âThen I must thank you, Mr. Carroll.â
The two clinked their glasses and reached a collaboration agreement.
Meanwhile, Ethan Smith was completely unaware of this.
Returning to the Martial Arts Academy, he considered how to acquire resources.
The Exchange Meeting was indeed a good option, but he had no opportunity to attend.
âTreasuresâ¦â He murmured softly.
After some thought, he realized he possessed quite a few treasures.
Ethan Smith had a handful of Divine Rank Artifacts, seized from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets.
However, the most precious were the formulas and Divine Rank techniques controlled by him!
These were left by his father, their value immeasurable.
âIf I could enter the Exchange Meeting, I believe I would have a great chance of getting the Ten-thousand-year-old Medicinal Materials.â Ethan Smith muttered softly.
But soon, he heaved a sigh.
Having offended Tyler Wright, the possibility of attending the Exchange Meeting was slim.
At that moment, someone entered from outside.
âEthan Smith, the chairman has called us for a meeting at the square.â
After dropping these words, the person hurriedly ran out.
âMeeting?â Ethan Smithâs brows slightly furrowed.
Without much thought, he immediately headed towards the square.
As he reached the square, he saw many students had already gathered.
Emerson Holmes and Marc Fraley stood at the front.
âEthan Smith!â
At this point, Frederick Cohen suddenly patted Ethan Smithâs shoulder from behind.
Seeing Frederick Cohen Ethan Smith said with surprise, âYouâre back?â
Frederick responded, âI just finished handling family affairs and rushed back.â
Then, Frederick asked, âHow have you been recently? No incidents happened, right?â
âNothing.â Ethan Smith patted Frederickâs shoulder back.
Scanning the elegant sons of Capital City, Frederick coldly huffed, âSooner or later, Iâll make this bunch disappear from the world!â
While they were chatting, Emerson Holmes on the stage cleared his throat.
He glanced at the crowd and said faintly, âNext, I will announce two important decisions.â
âThese decisions were made by Mr. Marc Fraley.â
Then, Emerson Holmes took out a document.
Holding the document, he read, âAccording to the Pyro official request, the Capital City Martial Arts Association wishes to guide the development of martial artsâ¦â
He spoke much official rhetoric, but it was mostly nonsense.
âNow, we decide to increase admissions for the Martial Arts Academy by a hundred!â
âSecond, we will start the second Mystic Realm journey, which will be in a month.â
The two announcements immediately caused a sensation among the crowd.
The second Mystic Realm journey? The Capital City Martial Arts Association was going to open up a second Mystic Realm?
âHaha, I am indeed lucky. I just returned and thereâs already a second Mystic Realm journey.â Frederick laughed heartily.
Ethan Smith was also somewhat surprised, but his intuition told him that the Capital City Martial Arts Association seemed to be scheming something.
Ethan Smithâs eyebrows furrowed slightly, but for the moment, he could not figure out what the Capital City Martial Arts Association was planning.
âWhat is it?â Noticing the change on Ethanâs face, Frederick asked.
Ethan Smith shook his head and said âItâs nothing.â
âIn half a month⦠my Power of Martial Saint will completely disappear.â Ethan Smith muttered in a low voice.
Did they plan to use this opportunity to get rid of him?
Or, were they afraid that heâd disappear completely after half a month? So they offered the Mystic Realm as bait?
The probability was high!
âThis Mystic Realm journey will be one of the most important journeys held by the Capital City Martial Arts Association. Itâs internally referred to as the Saintly Martial Training Realm. I hope everyone will cherish this opportunity.â Emerson Holmes continued.
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