Chapter 880: Chapter 880: Obtaining the Spirit binding technique!
Ethan Smith arrived at Green Moon Villa, dragging Marc Fraley who was as limp as a dead dog.
Upon seeing Marc Fraley laying on the ground, Polly Reeves was imdiately taken aback.
“Who is this?” Polly Reeves exclaid.
Ethan Smith dismissed it and said, “Just an idiot, never mind him.”
Afterwards, Ethan Smith tossed Marc Fraley aside and went solo to the vicinity of the Spiritual Spring.
“How’s it going? Any progress yet?” Ethan Smith inquired.
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Spike Schneider looked at Ethan Smith and held up three fingers, saying, “Roughly three more days needed.”
Ethan Smith grunted in agreent, saying, “You’ve worked hard.”
Three days – it was far quicker than expected.
And three days was exactly the duration Ethan Smith had given Luke Fraley.
“As long as the Martial Saint doesn’t appear, I should be safe temporarily,” Ethan Smith brooded privately.
In the current era, Ethan Smith feared no one beneath the Martial Saint, not even Jackson Harris and Ignacio Burke.
In the ensuing ti, Ethan Smith stayed by Marc Fraley’s side, quietly awaiting the news from Luke Fraley.
Elsewhere.
Inside the Second Secret Realm, Luke Fraley’s face was exceptionally livid.
Enraged, his whole body was shaking.
“Damn it! Damn it!!” Luke Fraley roared again and again in fury!
The thing he feared the most had inevitably still happened.
“Master, he said he wants the unbinding thod of the spirit binding technique, and only gives us three days…” Channing’s voice trembled as he spoke.
With gritted teeth, Luke Fraley snarled, “What right does he have to make demands? What right does he have! I want to go myself and kill him right now!”
“Master, please calm down!” Channing urged anxiously.
“At most another week, soone will step into the Martial Saint Realm. It wouldn’t be too late to make a move then!”
“Moreover, the young master is still in his hands!”
Despite those words, Luke Fraley’s anger was still far from being appeased.
“Fine, I’ll tolerate it for a few more days!” Luke Fraley took a deep breath, forcing down the anger in his heart.
“What about the spirit binding technique?” Channing cautiously asked a question.
“Tomorrow, bring the spirit binding technique with you to negotiate the exchange,” Luke Fraley commanded in a low voice.
“Yes, Master.” Channing hurriedly nodded.
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In the outside world, nearly everyone was discussing the incident.
Ethan Smith had sent Marc Fraley flying with a single punch, which was undeniably astonishing.
Their understanding of Ethan Smith’s strength was becoming increasingly elusive.
The most shocked were the elegantly dressed young n from the aristocratic families in the Capital City.
“Ethan Smith actually won against Marc Fraley with just one punch, it’s unbelievable,” Ricardo Bowman exclaid.
Darnell Bradley also agreed: “Yes, could it be that Ethan Smith has already stepped into the Half-step Martial Sages Realm?”
“No, he’s just a Great Completeness Military Marquis.”
“If he did enter the Half-step Martial Sages Realm, just how powerful would he be?”
A very quiet Tyler Wright was nearby, his face getting colder.
Being from the Mystic Realm himself, he naturally had so idea about Marc Fraley’s strength.
The Second Secret Realm was far more formidable than the Mystic Realm of the Wright Family and had even richer resources!
If Marc Fraley had been sent flying by a single punch, he was likely not going to fare well either.
“Thank goodness we can get rid of him soon,” Tyler Wright secretly gloated.
As long as soone had stepped into the Martial Saint Realm, both the Wright and Carroll Families, would probably make a move against Ethan Smith.
“I also need to consider retreating into solitary cultivation,” Darnell Bradley sighed.
“Dominic Taylor has been in retreat for several days, I wonder what he has achieved.”
“Ah, the rumors are spreading everywhere now, stating that the environnt has changed, and along with it, the structure of the world of martial arts. The days of sitting back and enjoying the world are probably gone forever.”
“It’s likely young aristocrats like Jonathan Wright who are hidden in the Mystic Realm will slowly erge.”
Tyler Wright slightly nodded, not denying this.
Once soone steps into the Martial Saint Realm, then everything will be different.
Becoming a Martial Saint inside the Mystic Realm is extrely dangerous because of their devastating heavenly tribulation, which may potentially wreck the Secret Realm.”
At this mont, these young n start sensing the impending crisis.
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Ethan Smith sat in the Green Moon Villa, quietly waiting for the arrival of the Fraley family.
“Ethan Smith… you mother… you’ve made lose all face…” Marc Fraley, after waking up, was glaring at Ethan Smith.
He was the first to leave the Mystic Realm, yet was sent flying with one punch. How could he tolerate such humiliation?
Ethan Smith glanced at him and scoffed, “Whose fault is it that you’re not skilled enough?”
“You mother… attacked by surprise,” Marc Fraley insisted.
Ethan Smith kicked him and snickered, “Stop spouting nonsense. Even if we did it again, you’d still lose.”
Marc Fraley ominously said, “Ethan Smith, don’t celebrate too soon. There will still be ti, and the humiliation I’ve suffered today, I will return it to you a hundred and thousand folds!”
“Alright, I’ll wait for you.” Ethan Smith slightly closed his eyes and did not pay attention to Marc anymore.
At that mont, Ethan felt several powerful breaths coming closer!
Ethan Smith suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the entrance.
He saw Channing leading eight people into the Green Moon Villa.
Among these eight people, four were Half-step Martial Sages, and he was unable to discern the powers of the other four.
“Martial saints?!” Ethan Smith’s face involuntarily changed!
Has Luke Fraley gone mad? Sending Martial Saints at this ti?
“Ethan Smith! I’ve brought what you want!” Just as Ethan was panicked, Channing shouted sternly.
Ethan quickly grabbed Marc and placed his palm at his dantian, making sure he could kill Marc at any mont.
As he walked to the square, Channing was seen holding a docunt in his hand.
“Ethan Smith, this is the way to undo the Spirit binding technique.” Channing suddenly threw the docunt in his hands.
Ethan did not intend to catch it. He cautiously eyed the n in front and said coldly, “Four Martial Saints? Are you planning to attack?”
“Hehe, don’t worry, we’re not that stupid. There are only a few days left, why rush?” Channing responded, laughing nonchalantly.
“These four ca with not only to pick up the young master, but also to size you up, to avoid identifying the wrong person in a few days.”
The threat in Channing’s words wasn’t lost on Ethan who frowned upon hearing it.
The Second Secret Realm, as expected, is powerful.
“Alright, give him to us.” Channing said coldly.
Ethan let go of his hands and threw Marc aside.
Channing rushed forward to catch Marc.
“Young Master, are you alright?” Channing asked, full of concern.
Marc ignored him, spat on the ground, and glared at Ethan, saying, “Ethan Smith, rember this. Not only will I kill you, but I will also torture your loved ones right before your eyes!”
“You want to protect Emily Taylor, don’t you? I will drain her blood in front of you!”
“Enjoy your last monts!”
Leaving these cold words behind, Marc left with a cruel smile on his face.
Ethan took a deep breath, picked up the docunt from the ground and rapidly opened it.
“Indeed, it is the thod to undo the Spirit binding technique.” Ethan forced down his excitent and muttered quietly to himself.
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