Chapter 471 - 472: Arrival of the Great Saint Sect!_1

Chapter 471: Chapter 472: Arrival of the Great Saint Sect!_1

Upon hearing this, a trace of solemnity flashed across Ethan Smith’s face.

The people of Halcroen Sect have crossed the border? The ten half-step Martial Marquises?

“Ethan Smith, where are you right now? Commander Wood and I discussed, we plan to let you hide in the battle zone first,” William Richardson said solemnly.

“At the same time, we will send people to catch the people of Halcroen Sect.”

It’s not a bad idea, but Ethan Smith couldn’t agree to it.

He didn’t have much time left for him. Once he hides, who knows how long it would take.

So, no matter what, Ethan Smith had to step into the half-step Martial Marquis Realm as soon as possible.

“William Richardson, thank you for your kindness,” Ethan Smith took a deep breath.

“But I can’t enter the battle zone now.”

William Richardson on the other end was a little puzzled, “Why?”

Ethan Smith said solemnly, “In a little over a month, it’ll be Emily Taylor and Dexter Blair’s wedding day. I can’t afford to waste any time.”

“Although the battle zone is safe, its safety might be accompanied with a lack of resources.”

“So... I can’t accept your kindness.”

William Richardson on the other end was a bit speechless, “Ethan Smith, if you die, there will be nothing left!”

Ethan Smith was silent for a moment, “I will think of a solution.”

At this moment, Elder Foster, who was not far away, was already approaching.

Their speed was not fast, but it was not slow either.

“William Richardson, I’ll talk to you later, there’s something on this end.”

After saying this, Ethan Smith hurriedly hung up his cell phone.

Then, Ethan Smith gazed at the approaching group of people, waiting quietly for their arrival.

About ten minutes later, they finally arrived in front of Ethan Smith.

The leader was an old man wearing a traditional Chinese garment. He had a cold face and a respectable air, the aura of a superior.

“Who are you?” Elder Foster stepped forward and asked coldly.

Ethan Smith pointed at the Hydrating Tower behind him and said, “I am the master of this tower.”

“You’re the master of this tower?” Elder Foster frowned slightly.

He snorted, “How come I’ve never heard that this Hydrating Tower has a master before?”

“Sorry, there wasn’t one before, but there is one now,” Ethan Smith said humbly.

“The Great Saint Sect is known as righteous and reputable, I believe you guys wouldn’t become bandits, right?” Ethan Smith said with a grin.

Elder Foster was startled, then said in a low voice, “That’s right. The Hydrating Tower is extremely important to our Great Saint Sect. If you’re willing to give it to us, I can fulfill one condition for you.”

“Really?” Ethan raised his eyebrows and asked.

Elder Foster nodded and said, “Absolutely! As long as you’re willing to give the Hydrating Tower to the Great Saint Sect!”

“Alright.” Ethan nodded.

He spoke solemnly, “First, I need to cultivate inside the Hydrating Tower for three days. After three days, I can give the tower to you.”

Elder Foster laughed and said, “Of course, no problem.”

Ethan continued, “Second, I want a ten-thousand-year-old medicinal herb.”

Upon hearing this, Elder Foster almost spat out a mouthful of blood!

Ten-thousand-year-old medicinal herb? Why don’t you just go rob someone?

Although he thought this in his heart, Elder Foster still agreed and said, “Alright, no problem!”

After getting Elder Foster’s confirmation, Ethan couldn’t help but sneer repeatedly at the bottom of his heart.

As expected, this old beast had no intention of negotiating with Ethan!

A ten-thousand-year-old medicinal herb was something the Great Saint Sect could never agree to!

The only reason Elder Foster could agree so readily was that he had no intention of giving it!

All of his words were merely stalling tactics.

“Well, I never intended to give the Hydrating Tower to you anyway, so we’re even.” Ethan thought secretly.

“Ethan, in that case, I’ll send someone back to the Great Saint Sect to get the herb now. How about that?” Elder Foster said with a smile.

Ethan nodded and said, “Of course, no problem.”

“Alright, just wait for the good news.” Elder Foster said with a smile.

Without saying anything else, Ethan turned and walked into the Hydrating Tower, closing the heavy door behind him.

“Venerable Fifth Mountain!”

With a thought, the Venerable Fifth Mountain fell into Ethan’s palm.

Then, Ethan gently pushed the Venerable Fifth Mountain forward, blocking the entrance to the Hydrating Tower.

Outside, a disciple of the Great Saint Sect couldn’t help but ask, “Elder Foster, why did you agree to so many rude requests from him?”

Elder Foster glanced at him and coldly snorted, “Not long ago, Dudley Lynch almost died at Ethan’s hands. If I were to fight him head-on, I would gain nothing and might even end up dead!”

The subordinate finally understood, “So it’s a delaying tactic!”

Elder Foster coldly said, “You guys, go back to the Great Saint Sect immediately and bring the Martial Marquis Weapon to me!”

“Yes, sir!” The few people acknowledged the order and turned to leave.

As he looked at the Hydrating Tower, Elder Foster couldn’t help but stroke his beard and laugh coldly.

“You want a ten-thousand-year-old medicinal herb? Screw you!” Elder Foster sneered in his heart.