Once this news spread, it imdiately exploded throughout the Martial Arts Forum!
One was the prestigious dicine God Pavilion, and the other was the largest sect in the northern region.
These two powerful forces were actually having a head-on clash?
This must be the first ti in history!
“What a tumultuous year.”
People couldn’t help but exclaim.
In the past few decades, there may not have been as many incidents as this year!
“The Great Saint Sect would actually strike at the dicine God Pavilion. As far as I know, as long as the dicine God Pavilion makes a move, there will be many people coming to support them,” soone said.
“That’s right, the dicine God Pavilion’s network is extrely strong.”
“However, the Great Saint Sect is not bad either. They have a Martial Marquis after all,”
As soon as this remark was said, the discussion quieted down.
The significance of a single Martial Marquis was simply too great, and no one wanted to provoke the bad luck of a Martial Marquis.
In this day and age, other than modern weapons, perhaps no one could stop a Martial Marquis!
Inside the dicine God Pavilion.
Of course, the Pavilion Master also knew about this.
Looking at the challenge issued publically by the Great Saint Sect on her phone, the usually calm Pavilion Master’s eyebrows slightly wrinkled.
“Great Saint Sect…” the Pavilion Master murmured softly.
The Eight Law Enforcent Elders all stood at the bottom of the pavilion, as if waiting for the Pavilion Master’s command.
The Pavilion Master was silent for a mont, and then stepped lightly, drifting down from the pavilion.
“Lord Pavilion Master!” Many elders shouted in unison.
The Pavilion Master remained silent, not knowing what to think.
Nobody knew what kind of decision the Pavilion Master would make.
“Lord Pavilion Master, we will definitely go all out,” Several Law Enforcent Elders shouted.
“Tomorrow I will gather people.”
“Many aristocratic families owe us favors. I believe they will definitely lend their assistance!”
The Eight Law Enforcent Elders each gave their opinion, but none of them showed fear.
However, at this mont, the Pavilion Master shook her head.
She looked at the several Law Enforcent Elders, speaking slowly, “Notify everyone that starting today, the dicine God Pavilion will be closed.”
“What?!”
The Law Enforcent Elders were suddenly stunned.
At this critical ti, not only were they not gathering people, but they were closing the dicine God Pavilion instead?
“Lord Pavilion Master, how can we close the pavilion at a ti like this?”
“Yes, if the Great Saint Sect attacks, how will we respond?”
With a solemn tone, the Pavilion Master said, “As alchemists, their instinct is alchemy; their staying has no aning and will rely increase casualties.”
These were true words. The strength of the dicine God Pavilion’s pharmacists couldn’t be compared to the Great Saint Sect.
“I… I understand,” the Chief Enforcent Elder sighed.
As they were about to turn and leave, the Pavilion Master suddenly said, “You should leave for now too.”
The eight people were imdiately stunned.
“We’re leaving too?” Several people turned around, dumbfounded.
The Pavilion Master nodded slightly, “Yes.”
“Lord Pavilion Master, why…?”
“Yes, what will happen to the dicine God Pavilion if we leave too?”
“Lord Pavilion Master, absolutely not!”
With a solemn tone, the Pavilion Master said, “If the Great Saint Sect sends a Martial Marquis, your staying will be useless.”
“If it’s just a half-step Martial Marquis, they won’t be able to do anything.”
That being said, no one knew how strong the Great Saint Sect really was.
“Lord Pavilion Master, the likelihood of the Great Saint Sect mobilizing a Martial Marquis is small. After all, Martial Marquis have not appeared for many years,” the Chief Enforcent Elder bowed and said.
“Let us stay as well. Although we are not that strong, we can at least fight.”
Seeing the earnest faces of the crowd, the Pavilion Master’s brows furrowed slightly.
After thinking for a mont, she said, “Alright, those who are half-step Martial Marquis can stay, everyone else can go on vacation.”
“Lord Pavilion Master, I… ”
“No need to say more.” The Pavilion Master interrupted.”
Seeing this, several Law Enforcent Elders had no alternative but to comply.
Inside the warehouse.
Ethan Smith was greedily absorbing qi.
The streams of qi irrigated into his body, and accompanied by the rotation of the cultivation skill, his dantian seed like a bottomless pit.
Above his head, the Three Pure Ancient Tree flickered and shone, stabilizing his state of mind.
As for the outside world, Ethan Smith knew nothing.
In the blink of an eye, three days passed.
Ethan Smith’s dantian seed to have no end, having absorbed an unknown amount of qi without any signs of a breakthrough.
anwhile, the world outside began to ripple and flow.
River Town, which had always been peaceful, was experiencing an undercurrent of turmoil.
The people of River Town naturally heard the news.
“Damn it, when has this type of conflict ever happened in River Town before!”
“It’s all because of that Ethan Smith! That guy is a jinx, wherever he goes, disaster follows!”
“We should drive him out of River Town!”
For a ti, Ethan Smith beca the target of everyone’s arrows.
But in fact, the disputes between the Great Saint Sect and the dicine God Pavilion had nothing to do with these ordinary people.
These days, the usually bustling dicine God Pavilion had turned sowhat desolate.
anwhile, in the Great Saint Sect, Elder Foster finally received orders.
“Rember, capture the Lord of dicine God Pavilion alive.” said Joshua Hess coldly.
Elder Foster hurriedly stood up, saying, “Sect Master, the Lord of dicine God Pavilion is quite powerful, should I… bring a Martial Marquis Weapon?”
Joshua Hess glanced at Elder Foster disdainfully and said, “Do you think Martial Marquis Weapons are cabbages on the street?”
“If you five half-step Martial Marquises can’t even handle one Lord of dicine God Pavilion, then don’t bother coming back to the Great Saint Sect.”
Elder Foster wanted to say sothing else, but Joshua Hess didn’t give him the chance and turned to leave.
“Elder Foster, the Lord of dicine God Pavilion is just a woman, are you that scared of her?” said Skyler Howe, a man in his forties, indifferently.
This man was Skyler Howe, one of the Great Saint Sect’s alternate Elders and also a half-step Martial Marquis.
He and Elder Foster had competed previously for the position of Elder, but in the end, Elder Foster was chosen.
This resulted in a feud between the two.
Elder Foster glanced at him coldly and said, “Skyler Howe, don’t underestimate this woman.”
Skyler Howe sneered, “What? Is she a Martial Marquis or sothing?”
“Do you think Martial Marquises are cabbages you can find everywhere?” Elder Foster scoffed.
“Well, that’s that.” Skyler Howe said indifferently.
“As long as she’s not a Martial Marquis, what’s there to fear?”
Elder Foster couldn’t help but frown.
He slowly said, “Although we are both half-step Martial Marquises, her strength is far greater than mine.”
During the last simple encounter, Elder Foster was left vomiting blood continuously.
If they actually started fighting, these five half-step Martial Marquises might not necessarily be a match for the Lord of dicine God Pavilion.
“I think you’re just scared.” Skyler Howe snorted.
“You may not be her match, but that doesn’t an we aren’t her match either.”
Elder Foster’s face turned cold as he sneered, “I warned you beforehand. If you suffer losses later on, don’t regret it.”
Skyler Howe sneered, “If you’re scared, just stay here.”
After throwing down those words, Skyler Howe waved his hand, “Let’s go! We’re going to uproot the dicine God Pavilion!”
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