Seeing Ethan Smith's renewed confidence, Mike Taylor smiled with satisfaction.
"Mike Taylor, go rest," Ethan Smith said.
He didn't want to waste any more time and prepared to enter closed-door cultivation as soon as possible.
Recently, Ethan had not only accumulated a large amount of herbs, but his state of mind had also greatly improved.
As long as there was enough time, he could enhance his strength rapidly.
Mike Taylor nodded and didn't waste any of Ethan's time, turning around and leaving.
The night was deep and quiet.
Under the moonlight, the Elder's residence was bright and clear.
Under the moonlight, a young man sat cross-legged.
A faint aura surrounded him, made up of the purest qi.
He sat like this for an entire night.
The next morning, Ethan suddenly opened his eyes.
The alchemists of the Divine Alchemist Pavilion brought breakfast early.
Sofia Carrillo and Edward Green devoured their food, while Ethan had no appetite.
