Mrs. and Mr. Smith

Chapter 757: Chapter 757: Martial Saint!

Ms. Hayward anxiously said, “Wasn’t it said that there can be no Martial Saints in this era?”

“Indeed, under normal circumstances, it’s impossible for a Martial Saint to be born in this era.”

“Whether you are the chosen one of that time or have a formidable bloodline, entering the Martial Saint’s realm is impossible.”

“Otherwise, people like Ignacio Burke, Jackson Harris, and others would have had a chance to become Martial Saints.”

“But the current prophecy is that Ethan Smith will break this deadlock.”

Upon hearing this, Ms. Hayward felt a wave of cold pass over her back!

She knew very well the threat that Ethan Smith posed to the Martial Arts Association, but she had never considered that Ethan Smith would enter the realm of the Martial Saints.

It wasn’t just Ms. Hayward, everyone in the Capital City Martial Arts Association shared this belief.

Although they had taken measures against Ethan Smith, they hadn’t gone to extremes.

“Is… is this prophecy accurate?” Ms. Hayward asked, not willing to accept the prediction.

“We don’t know, but the prophecy of the heavenly secrets has never been wrong.” a senior official coldly said.

Ms. Hayward clenched her teeth, standing up and asking, “What should we do now?”

A high-level official coldly responded, “Use every possible method to eliminate Ethan Smith immediately, and don’t give him the slightest chance to rise to the level of a Martial Saint.”

“That’s right, his current abilities are insignificant.”

Immediately, Ms. Hayward’s brow furrowed deeply.

She pondered for a while, standing up and saying, “But… I made a promise with Ethan Smith.”

“Promises can be broken, don’t follow in the Blair family’s footsteps.” A high-ranking official coldly replied.

Ms. Hayward somewhat regretfully replied: “But I… I signed the heavenly guardian book with Ethan Smith.”

The scene fell silent at these words.

“If I lose, I have to promise Ethan Smith access to the Second Secret Realm.” Ms. Hayward continued.

The atmosphere immediately grew even more intense.

Ms. Hayward was filled with self-blame.

She suddenly stood up and said, “If I lose, I’d rather lose my soul than bring Ethan Smith into the Second Secret Realm!”

“No.” The high official negated Ms. Hayward’s words.

“We won’t let you die, don’t worry.”

“Bring your pet, we will give him strength.”

Upon hearing this, Ms. Hayward was immediately overjoyed.

“You… You’re serious?” Ms. Hayward’s voice was trembling.

“What do you think?” A high-ranking official replied unhappily.

Ms. Hayward quickly said: “I’m on it. I’ll bring Broderick here right away; thank you, officials!”

She was so excited that she was almost kneeling on the ground for her gratitude.

With the help of the senior officials, Broderick was practically guaranteed to win!

After the meeting, Ms. Hayward quickly found Broderick.

She took Broderick back to the Martial Arts Association of Capital City, then led him into the Mystic Realm.

…

At this time, Ethan Smith was clueless about all this.

With only three days left, Ethan Smith had a rare leisure time.

He spent the whole day lying in the courtyard enjoying the sunshine, feeling quite content.

“Soon you will be facing off against the Heaven Swallowing Python. Aren’t you worried at all?” the man with the mustache squatted on the wall, grumbling while munching on his food.

Ethan Smith smiled faintly: “Yesterday, I fought with Broderick. If things go as anticipated, he is no match for me.”

Man with the mustache rolled his eyes: “Aren’t you afraid they might have a hidden trick up their sleeve?”

“If they have one, so do I.” Ethan Smith replied with a light smile.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

He was confident; when it came to the skill of the technique, Ethan Smith was not afraid of anyone.

Even if their backing was the Capital City Martial Arts Association.

In these few days, there were constant noises coming from the neighboring mansion belonging to Dominic Taylor.

The number of his disciples seemed to keep increasing.

Relying on the reputation he had acquired over the years and the backing of the Taylor Family, many people flocked to follow him.

In just a few days, Dominic Taylor had nearly twenty disciples.

Such a pull was indeed astonishing.

In the blink of an eye, two days passed.

There was only one day left before Ethan was to face Broderick.

“Strange.”

At noon, the man with the mustache came in from the outside.

“What’s up?” Ethan Smith asked casually.

The man with the mustache stroked his chin and whispered, “For the past few days, I haven’t seen Broderick and Ms. Hayward. I don’t know what tricks they’re playing.”

Hearing this, Ethan Smith’s brow furrowed slightly, and he became a little more cautious.

The outcome of this meeting was critical for Ethan Smith.

As long as he won, he would be able to find Emily Taylor, so nothing could go wrong.

Ethan originally intended to call Emerson Holmes, but when he touched his pocket, he realized that his phone had been destroyed by Ms. Hayward.

“In this age, it’s inconvenient not to have a phone.” Ethan Smith said in a deep voice.

After a while of consideration, Ethan decided to go out and get a phone.

He also took Clare Richardson out for a stroll, after all, she was a young girl who shouldn’t be cooped up at home all day.

Thus, Ethan called Clare and left the Martial Arts Academy.

They headed straight for the largest mall in Capital City.

The place was packed with people and bustling with activity.

This large store covered almost all kinds of commodities.

“Look, she is a foreigner!” The man with the mustache pointed at a blonde woman with green eyes in the distance and said.

“Tsk, tsk, such a fancy foreign horse.” The man with the mustache mumbled.

Ethan Smith rolled his eyes: “Shut up, or keep your distance from me.”

“What’s the matter? She doesn’t understand anyway.” The man with the mustache murmured.

Ethan Smith didn’t bother with the man with the mustache any longer. He went directly to buy a mobile phone.

After finishing the registration, Ethan Smith looked at Clare Richardson and said, “Wait for me a little while, I’m going to make a phone call.”

Having said that, Ethan Smith turned and walked into the restroom.

He pulled out the phone and dialed Emerson Holmes’ mobile number.

Shortly, the phone call went through.

“Emerson, where has Ms. Hayward been recently?” Ethan Smith asked directly.

Emerson Holmes on the other end of the line replied solemnly, “She seems to have taken Broderick to the Mystic Realm.”

“To the Mystic Realm?” Ethan Smith’s brow furrowed even more.

Emerson Holmes confirmed, then continued, “I have some bad news for you. The eight senior officials have returned, you better be careful.”

Ethan remained silent.

As he expected.

“It seems the call that Ms. Hayward received the other day was indeed from the high-ranking officials.” Ethan Smith took a deep breath.

“Emerson, do you know the contents of that meeting?” Ethan asked.

“I don’t know, I wasn’t qualified to attend that meeting.” Emerson replied.

This made Ethan even more worried.

“I understand.” Ethan hung up.

He stood in the restroom for a long while, then muttered to himself, “It seems I should prepare some countermeasures.”