By the afternoon, the two girls had already bought back all the medicines.

After sorting the purchased medicinal herbs into categories, Ethan Brooks kept those he could use for himself, while the remaining tonics were handed over to the two maids, instructing them to prepare them in the future to help nourish his body.

The former Ethan Brooks was as delicate as a flower, with a body that was truly too weak in both constitution and strength. Although these ordinary herbs were not rare treasures, taking them over a long period could still have some effect in strengthening the body—better than nothing.

For three days in a row, Ethan Brooks stayed in Yanliu Pavilion without going out. On one hand, he wanted to avoid being pestered by those women from Tianxiu, and on the other, Ethan Brooks was eager to cultivate the Wuchang Art.

While cultivating, Ethan Brooks habitually used most of his spiritual energy to temper his body, bones, and internal organs, leaving only a small portion of spiritual energy to circulate through his meridians.

Although this didn’t improve his overall strength much, after three days, Ethan Brooks felt that the potential of his body had gradually been unearthed. This body, whether in strength or flexibility, was now incomparable to what it had been three days ago. With these physical changes, Ethan Brooks could now basically perform some of the martial arts he had mastered in his previous life.

As for the poison Ethan Brooks needed, it had already been prepared on the first night after the herbs were bought. This poison, which was terrifying to others, was nothing worth mentioning in Ethan Brooks’s hands.

Three days—neither long nor short. Today, Ethan Brooks decided to put his plan into action.

Ethan Brooks also wanted to wait until he was stronger before seeking revenge, but while he could afford to wait, could others? The enemy’s last attempt to use someone else to kill him had failed; if he waited any longer, there might be another attempt.

As the saying goes, “the longer the night, the more dreams,” and time waits for no one. Ethan Brooks didn’t want to be constantly on someone else’s mind.

Over the past few days, after chatting idly with Ethan Wood a few times and probing indirectly, Ethan Brooks also learned about Grace Foster’s situation. Although Grace Foster had failed to assassinate him that night and was eventually taken away by Lily White and several elders, the final decision from the Tianxiu leadership had yet to be made.

This was partly due to interference from Chad Miller, and also because of Ethan Brooks’s own lack of standing.

Grace Foster, as a core disciple of the inner sect and the personal disciple of Chad Miller, was naturally protected by this elder. Sect leader Lily White and several other elders had questioned Grace Foster a few times, but after receiving Chad Miller’s protection, Grace Foster stuck to her story, insisting on blaming Ethan Brooks.

After all, she was a core disciple of the inner sect, and Ethan Brooks wasn’t dead! The Tianxiu leadership couldn’t do anything about Grace Foster for the time being, so they could only have Chad Miller keep a close watch on her, forbidding her from leaving the core disciples’ residence for half a year, and requiring her to apologize to Ethan Brooks.

Letting a master watch over her own disciple—what a joke. If Grace Foster had tried to assassinate Lucas Clark instead of Ethan Brooks that day, the Tianxiu leadership’s decision would never have been so perfunctory.

When Ethan Wood told Ethan Brooks about these matters, she was also somewhat helpless. She was just an elder and couldn’t overturn the majority’s decision.

Upon hearing this, Ethan Brooks only nodded calmly. The former Ethan Brooks was disappointing, and it was natural for others to look down on him. But now, anyone who still looked down on him was digging their own grave!

Three days of cultivation had finally made the qi in his body a bit denser. According to Ethan Brooks’s estimation, he should have reached the first level of the Tempered Qi realm.

Who could possess a Qi Core before reaching the first level of Tempered Qi? No one! Not even in legends!

But Ethan Brooks had done it. If this secret were revealed to the Tianxiu leadership, they might even break the sect rules to bring Ethan Brooks into Tianxiu, making him the first male disciple since the founding of the sect!

Ethan Brooks had no intention of exposing this secret. Some things were better kept hidden.

It was still early, just around noon. Ethan Brooks said a word to Megan and Bella, then stepped out of Yanliu Pavilion.

This time, Ethan Brooks’s target was that man surnamed Liu!

Ever since Ethan Brooks had made a brief appearance in the Tianxiu inner sect three days ago, the entire sect had been abuzz with talk of his transformation—from a fake delicate girl who gave people goosebumps at a glance, to a handsome and elegant young man. It was truly a hot topic.

Women are always gossipy, especially when they gather together!

This time, as Ethan Brooks went out, the attention he received along the way was even more exaggerated than last time. Perhaps because everyone now knew this man was Ethan Brooks, no one made things difficult for him anymore. Whether inner or outer sect disciples, they all watched him from a distance in small groups, whispering among themselves.

From time to time, words of praise drifted into Ethan Brooks’s ears.

The girls, each with their own charm and figure, were all young third-generation disciples except for a few second-generation stewards’ daughters. Even though Ethan Brooks had lived two lifetimes, with a combined mental age of only about thirty, he couldn’t help but feel a bit light-footed and weak under the eager gazes of so many girls.

Finally, after making it to the outermost edge of the Tianxiu outer sect, Ethan Brooks couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief.