Mrs. and Mr. Smith

Chapter 780: Chapter 780: Snatching the Formula_1

Upon hearing Ethan’s words, Tilda smiled faintly and said, “Some things can’t be rushed.”

After finishing, Tilda looked at the door and said, “If you have any issues, you can inform the people outside.”

Ethan could only nod.

After Tilda left, Ethan and the man with the mustache temporarily settled down here.

He released his divine sense, covering the area and found many martial artists in the Avery family.

However, these martial artists were not all top-notch. Instead, many had low strength.

For instance, Grandmasters and even Masters.

“Why would the Avery family have a Master-level person?” Ethan couldn’t help but frown.

The strength gap in the Avery family was quite significant, with not only Marquis but also Masters.

This was simply unreasonable. A family with a Marquis would never take a Master seriously.

Of course, Ethan didn’t think too much about it since the Master Realm might also have geniuses.

In the blink of an eye, it was evening.

However, there was no movement from the Avery family, let alone anyone notifying Ethan.

This couldn’t help but make Ethan a little anxious.

He got up and went to the door, politely asking the person outside, “Has Mrs. Avery been here yet?”

“No,” the man said expressionlessly.

Ethan, puzzled, said, “I came to refine pills for the Avery family, so why hasn’t there been any news from them?”

The man glanced at Ethan and sneered, “The one refining for the Avery family isn’t just you. You’d better wait patiently.”

Only then did Ethan understand.

It turned out that the Avery family did not invite only him.

Those low-level Master Realm individuals might be alchemists invited by the Avery family.

“It seems that there’s competition for this matter.” Ethan rubbed his chin and muttered in his heart.

Divine Alchemist Pavilion gathered the most outstanding alchemists and Pill masters in Pyro, but looking at the entire world, the Divine Alchemist Pavilion was not the only dominant force.

So, it was normal for the Avery family to invite other alchemists.

“Have you ever heard of the Concentric Pill?” Ethan looked at the man with the mustache and asked.

The man with the mustache rolled his eyes and said, “You’re the alchemist, and you’re asking me? I haven’t heard of any Concentric Pill.”

Ethan whispered, “The Concentric Pill is a Divine Rank Pill. Most of the Divine Rank Pill formulas in this age have been lost.”

What annoyed Ethan the most was that there was no Concentric Pill formula in his inherited memories either.

Ethan searched all night but still did not find any information regarding the Concentric Pill.

“This is troublesome.” Ethan couldn’t help but pinch his nose.

If there was no formula for the Concentric Pill, then his trip would be in vain, and there would be no hope for the Power of Martial Saint.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Shortly after, a man walked in.

“Who is Ethan?” he asked as soon as he entered.

Ethan stood up and said, “I am.”

“Follow me,” the man said.

Without hesitation, Ethan immediately stood up and followed the man out of the room.

They arrived at a square in the Avery family manor.

At this moment, dozens of people had already gathered at the square!

Ethan frowned, “How come there are so many people? Are they all Pill masters?”

“That’s right.” The man nodded.

“These people come from all over the world, all claiming to be able to refine the Concentric Pill.”

Ethan glanced around and found not only people from Pyro but also many blond-haired and blue-eyed foreigners.

“The Avery family has actually invited so many Pill masters.” Ethan felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

With so many people, there might be someone who possesses the Concentric Pill formula.

He scanned everyone present, and a vicious thought suddenly crossed his mind.

That was to snatch the formula from these people’s hands! In that case, the Concentric Pill wouldn’t be a problem!

Although the idea was somewhat malicious, Ethan had no choice.

He must obtain the Power of the Martial Saint.

“Wait here,” the man dropped these words and quickly left.

Ethan stood silently, waiting.

The people around all had strange expressions, seemingly ignoring one another, looking extremely arrogant.

They did not communicate at all, as if they were enemies.

Ten minutes later.

Tilda and her two brothers, Herman and Camden, appeared in front of them.

The three of them stood high above, looking down from a higher position, with all the Pill masters in sight.

“Thank you all for coming from afar,” Herman spoke.

“My father urgently needs a Concentric Pill. Whoever can refine a Concentric Pill will be rewarded generously!”

At this point, Herman held up three fingers and said, “I’m only giving you all three days. After three days, I hope you can gather here with the pill.”

“As for the herbs, you can get them directly from the Medicine Storage.”

Everyone present bowed in response, “Please be at ease, Mr. Avery.”

Herman gave a nod, saying, “Don’t waste time then. Meet here again in three days.”

Leaving these words behind, the three Averys turned and left.

Ethan looked at a Pill master beside him and began a conversation, “Do you really have a Concentric Pill formula in your hands?”

“None of your business!” The Pill master glared at Ethan and turned to leave.

Ethan was left embarrassed.

Many alchemists hurried to the Medicine Storage, but Ethan did not rush.

Without a formula in hand, he wouldn’t know what to get even if he went to the Medicine Storage.

Back in his room, Ethan started to worry.

“How was it?” The man with the mustache asked curiously.

Ethan bitterly smiled, “The Avery family has invited at least dozens of Pill masters, and I am just one of them.”

“So many?” The man with the mustache was also surprised.

Ethan nodded, “Yes, the most crucial point is that I do not have a formula for the Concentric Pill.”

“Then what are you doing here?” The man with the mustache stared at him.

Ethan sighed, “I can only take it one step at a time and perhaps find another way.”

Just then, Tilda entered the room.

Ethan immediately stood up and said, “Mrs. Avery.”

Tilda nodded slightly and smiled, “How is it? There’s no problem with the pill, right?”

Ethan was about to speak but ended up lying, “There’s no problem. But…why did the Avery family invite so many alchemists? Could it be that they all have the Concentric Pill formula?”

“No.” Tilda shook her head.

“I’ve told you before. The Proseponia Kingdom is a country with very lax supervision, and many forces are stationed here.”

“Many people came here because of their reputation. Within these three days, they will definitely seek information, find out who has the Concentric Pill formula, and then snatch it.”

Upon hearing this, Ethan was immediately surprised.

How coincidental? This idea was exactly in line with his own.