Mrs. and Mr. Smith

Chapter 485: 485: Another Half-Step Martial Marquis!

There was a trace of blood on Pavilion Master’s snow-white face.

But she showed no signs of admitting defeat; her slender eyes still held that hint of disdain.

“We can’t go on like this,” Dudley Lynch said coldly.

The three-day battle had them almost exhausted.

If they continued like this, it was difficult to tell who would win or lose.

“Let’s retreat for now,” Elder Foster said with a hint of pain in his voice.

His injuries were too severe; having been sent flying by the Pavilion Master multiple times, half his body was on the verge of collapse.

The others exchanged glances, seemingly agreeing with the proposal.

“Lord of Medicine God Pavilion, your reputation is well deserved,” Skyler Howe said coldly.

“But our determination to attack the Great Saint Sect remains unshakable! Even if you are strong, we will surely drag you back with us!”

Elder Foster stepped forward and said coldly, “In three days, we’ll come again. We’ll see you then!”

With those words, they looked at each other, turned around, and left.

The Pavilion Master did not give chase, instead standing there coldly.

Her condition was not good either, she was already seriously injured.

It was only after Elder Foster and the others retreated that the Pavilion Master let out a muffled groan and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

As the purple light on her body disappeared, this great battle had come to a temporary end.

“Lord Pavilion Master!” The Second Elder rushed out in a hurry.

Quickly supporting the Pavilion Master, he anxiously asked, “Lord Pavilion Master, are you… are you okay?”

The Pavilion Master waved her hand and said, “Let’s go back first.”

The two went up to the pavilion.

At this moment, only the Pavilion Master, Second Elder, and two attendants responsible for overseeing the Pavilion Master were left in the sprawling Divine Alchemist Pavilion.

“I never thought the First Elder would be so despicable!” The Second Elder gritted his teeth.

“If it weren’t for his treachery, we wouldn’t be in such a passive situation!”

The Pavilion Master remained silent, her eyes closed as she tried to dispel the Spirit Severing Pill in her body.

Unfortunately, the Spirit Severing Pill was extremely cunning and without an antidote, it was impossible for her to recover her strength.

“Lord Pavilion Master, I’ll go gather people right away!” the Second Elder said coldly.

But the Pavilion Master shook her head and quietly said, “During the three-day battle, if anyone had wanted to help, they would have come already.”

The Second Elder was stunned into silence.

Indeed, the battle had lasted for three whole days, who wouldn’t know about it?

If they really wanted to help, there would be no need to ask them.

The insincerity of the sentiment was laid bare at this moment.

It seemed that everyone was watching, waiting to see who would eventually emerge victorious.

If the Great Saint Sect were to be repelled, people would surely come to the Divine Alchemist Pavilion to help plot against the Great Saint Sect.

But if the Divine Alchemist Pavilion was at a disadvantage, all the kindness shown to them would vanish like smoke.

After all, no one would want to offend the Great Saint Sect for a dying person.

“Lord Pavilion Master, what should we do now?” the Second Elder asked anxiously.

After a moment of silence, the Pavilion Master suddenly looked at the Second Elder and coldly said, “You stay here; from today onwards, don’t leave.”

The Second Elder was startled and asked with confusion, “Why… why?”

The Pavilion Master didn’t explain, but her words seemed like she was leaving her last instructions.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Although the Great Saint Sect claimed that they would attack again in three days, a whole week had passed without any sign of them.

The reason was simple: Elder Foster and the others were severely injured!

Even with the help of the First Elder in refining medicine, their injuries would not recover in a short time.

“This woman can’t be judged by conventional wisdom!” Elder Foster said coldly.

Dudley Lynch sneered, “After all, she is the Lord of Medicine God Pavilion, and the Divine Alchemist Pavilion has not been established for a long time.”

“How could a woman who has made the Divine Alchemist Pavilion famous in a short time be simple?”

That was also the drawback of the Divine Alchemist Pavilion.

Since the Pavilion Master was the founder, the Divine Alchemist Pavilion had no foundation.

Thus, they couldn’t find any inherited Dharma Treasures to fend off any aggressors, relying solely on the formidable strength of the Lord of Medicine God Pavilion.

“If it weren’t for the Spirit Severing Pill, the few of us would probably not even be able to withstand them for a day!” Skyler Howe said with lingering fear.

Elder Foster sneered at his side, “One day? I think you’d be dead the moment you met.”

Skyler Howe glanced at Elder Foster but didn’t say anything.

Although he was reluctant to admit it, it was the truth.

“When everyone has recovered from their injuries, we’ll attack the Divine Alchemist Pavilion again!” Elder Foster ordered.

Everyone remained silent, seemingly agreeing.

At this moment, more than half a month had passed since Ethan Smith began his closed-door cultivation.

Due to absorbing too much qi, Ethan Smith’s entire body had become nearly transparent.

One could see right through his five viscera and six bowels.

On the twentieth day of Ethan Smith’s seclusion,

Elder Foster and the others came to the Divine Alchemist Pavilion again.

And it seemed as if the Pavilion Master had predicted it; she stood in the center of the square, quietly waiting.

This time, the Pavilion Master’s aura seemed even weaker, and her strength couldn’t even reach twenty percent of her peak!

Facing a total of seven half-step Martial Marquises, the Pavilion Master’s chances of victory were slim.

“Lord of Medicine God Pavilion, you might as well come with us,” Dudley Lynch said with a faint smile.

“The Spirit Severing Pill in your body has completely evaporated, and it’s already impressive that you can still stand.”

The Pavilion Master said coldly, “If you want to fight, then fight, why so much nonsense?”

Before her words fell, a purple flame suddenly burst forth and rushed towards Elder Foster!

Elder Foster’s expression changed dramatically as he raised his hand to deal with the sudden attack.

“Thump, thump, thump!”

Even though the Pavilion Master’s aura was extremely weak, she still managed to push Elder Foster back several steps!

“Well done, Lord of Medicine God Pavilion, everyone, attack!”

With a loud shout, Elder Foster and the others charged towards the Pavilion Master once more!

This battle was beyond their expectations.

They thought it would be over in a short time, but it lasted from dawn till dusk!

The light on the Pavilion Master’s body grew dimmer and dimmer, while a crimson flower bloomed on her chest.

Blood painted her into a blood-soaked beauty, appearing desolate amidst the chaotic wind.

But her unyielding spirit left everyone feeling helpless.

“Lord of Medicine God Pavilion, you do indeed live up to your reputation.”

Amidst the tension, another person joined the fray.

Turning around, they saw a man with his face obscured, standing quietly there