Chapter 1188: Chapter 1188: Kylan Taylor Seeks an Audience Chapter 1188: Chapter 1188: Kylan Taylor Seeks an Audience The figure, who had initially intended to leave, stopped in his tracks at this mont.
His back still facing Obadiah Heptinstall, he said coldly, “There are so things you don’t need to know. Knowing too much can easily lead to your doom.”
After leaving this remark, he transford into a streak of light and disappeared into the sky.
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The next day.
Ethan Smith’s spiritual power still showed no signs of recovery.
At this mont, Ethan understood that there must have been a problem within his body due to the infection of the Twilight Qi.
“Spiritual power…” Ethan felt sowhat unwilling in his heart.
He tried to retreat and cultivate, tried to take Pills, but none of them had any effect.
Ethan never expected that such a problem would arise at this ti.
“At least I got a Saint Weapon.” Ethan took out the Saint Weapon brush from the Spatial Magic Artifact.
Holy Power was stained on the Saint Weapon.
Even a wisp of Holy Power was not sothing that a Mighty Realm cultivator could withstand.
Of course, it also depended on who was controlling it.
“Without my spiritual power, what use is this Saint Weapon for ?” Ethan suddenly realized a problem.
He had no way to control this Saint Weapon.
“Damn, does that an this trip was all for nothing?” Ethan felt like cursing his mother.
At this mont, the door was pushed open.
The Pavilion Master then entered from outside the door.
She was holding a paste in her hand, and the paste emitted a faint dicinal fragrance.
“What is this?” Ethan asked in surprise.
The Pavilion Master said, “Apply it on your face, and it can dilute your wrinkles.”
“Oh?” Ethan was slightly surprised.
He took the paste and, like applying a facial mask, covered it on his face.
A strand of peculiar heat flowed on his face.
Within a few minutes, the paste had disappeared without a trace, as if it had been completely absorbed by his face.
When Ethan looked in the mirror again, he found that the wrinkles on his face had disappeared.
“This effective?” Ethan was shocked.
“If I were to sell it, wouldn’t that make rich?”
The Pavilion Master rolled her eyes and said, “This thing can’t be mass-produced. Not only are the materials extrely demanding, but it’s also very exhausting. Only a few wealthy ladies have enjoyed it.”
Ethan suddenly realized, “No wonder so many female tycoons, despite their age, look like young girls.”
“It’s not permanent; it can last for a year at most,” the Pavilion Master said.
After saying that, she took out a prescription and handed it to Ethan.
“With your ability, refining this paste should not be a problem.” The Pavilion Master said.
Ethan took the prescription and smiled bitterly, “I shouldn’t need this thing. In a year’s ti, I think I should be able to find the Vitality Qi.”
“Just in case,” the Pavilion Master said.
After leaving this remark, she turned to leave.
“Lord Pavilion Master, please wait a mont.” At this mont, Ethan suddenly called out to the Pavilion Master.
He took out the Saint Weapon and handed it to her, saying, “This is for you.”
“What is this?” The Pavilion Master asked in confusion.
“A Saint Weapon, a complete Saint Weapon,” Ethan whispered.
Hearing this, amazent appeared on the Pavilion Master’s face.
“A complete Saint Weapon? This… this is too valuable.” The Pavilion Master furrowed her brows and tried to return the brush to Ethan.
However, Ethan shook his head and said, “Lord Pavilion Master, I don’t want to hide it from you either. Ever since I was affected by the Twilight Qi, my spiritual power has disappeared, and this Saint Weapon is useless to .”
“Moreover… the journey to the Holy Region this ti must be filled with danger. As long as this Saint Weapon is with you, not many people should be able to harm you.”
As the Pavilion Master held the Saint Weapon, mixed feelings filled her heart.
This was a Saint Weapon!
Even in the Holy Region, this was a rare treasure.
With this Saint Weapon, not to ntion a Martial Saint, even a mighty realm cultivator would not dare to attack casually.
“Alright, I will temporarily keep it for you,” the Pavilion Master agreed.
Ethan grinned, “Great.”
As evening approached, Jocelyn Field ca as usual to “report” to Ethan.
“How was today’s selection?” Ethan asked.
Jocelyn said, “There was one who was quite good.”
“Oh? What’s his na?” Ethan was slightly surprised.
“Dexter Blair,” Jocelyn replied.
Hearing this, Ethan was greatly shocked!
Dexter Blair? Wasn’t this guy already down and out? He was actually successfully selected?
However, after thinking about it, Dexter had been a well-known genius in Capital City, ranking in the top ten.
If it weren’t for his downfall after the battle with Ethan, he would have achieved great things by now.
“Do you want to kick him out?” Jocelyn asked.
Ethan waved his hand and said, “There’s no need. Since he’s passed the selection, then it’s his spot.”
“Alright.” Jocelyn nodded, refraining from saying more, and turned to leave.
After Jocelyn left, Ethan sat in the chair, quietly waiting.
“Why haven’t Obadiah Heptinstall and Dudley Lynch appeared yet?” Ethan couldn’t help but sigh.
“No, I must kill them before I leave.”
Thinking of this, Ethan decided to go find Jocelyn and ask her to spread the news saying that the selection would end tomorrow.
Just as Ethan was about to set out, a disciple suddenly walked in from the outside.
“Sect Master, Kylan Taylor of the Taylor family is requesting an audience,” the disciple said.
Upon hearing his words, Ethan raised his eyebrows and then smirked coldly.
“You finally showed up…” Ethan’s eyes narrowed slightly.
“Where is he now?” Ethan asked.
The disciple said, “He’s in the Reception Room waiting for you, and it seems he’s brought gifts.”
“I understand.”
Ethan got up and headed for the Reception Room.
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