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Mrs. and Mr. Smith novel Chapter 674

Chapter 675: Chapter 675: Body Tempering with True Fire_1

Looking at the coffin, the man with the mustache seemed a bit spooked.

He shivered, but still nodded, “Alright. But… you have to be careful. I have a feeling there’s something terrifying inside this coffin.”

Ethan Smith ignored the man’s words; this wasn’t his first time climbing into the coffin.

Moreover, Ethan hadn’t encountered any accidents.

Without wasting any time, Ethan swiftly lifted the coffin lid and jumped inside.

“Let’s begin,” Ethan glanced at the man with the mustache.

The man nodded, closed the lid, and with great effort pushed the coffin to the edge of the Huge Pit.

The scorching heatwave assaulted him, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

So, he hastily pushed the coffin into the pit.

The coffin rapidly fell into the pit, and Ethan, who was inside, was perfectly safe.

The chill inside the coffin was beyond imagination; even true fire couldn’t infiltrate it!

Soon, the coffin reached the bottom of the pit, surrounded by flames that seemed to want to swallow it.

Lying inside the coffin, Ethan couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

“May heaven bless me and help me get this material successfully,” Ethan thought to himself.

Subsequently, he slowly moved the coffin lid.

As soon as the lid was opened a crack, Ethan felt an intense heatwave rush towards him!

Ethan could only feel his palm burning, and the flames were continuously drilling inside the coffin!

“Damn it!” Ethan couldn’t help but retract his hand.

He glanced at his reddened, burnt palm and could even smell the scent of roasted meat.

“This true fire is indeed as famous as it is said to be,” Ethan thought while lying in the coffin.

However, there was no turning back for Ethan.

He lay in the coffin, pondering for a while, then activated the Saintly Body Skill and prepared to forcefully grab the material.

Golden Light appeared in the coffin, and Ethan’s body became indestructible.

He took a deep breath and, despite his trepidation, pushed the lid open a crack.

Immediately, Ethan reached out his arm.

The moment his arm was exposed, he felt waves of raw pain! His entire arm seemed as if it would be burnt to a crisp!

Ethan didn’t dare to expose his head; he could only endure the pain and grope around amidst the flames.

Once, twice, thrice…

Ethan pulled various oddly shaped rocks from the pit, each red-hot from the flames.

He didn’t know which one was the material that the man with the mustache needed, so he continued searching.

During this time, Ethan’s arm was burnt so badly that the flesh split open! The pain made him sweat profusely.

Outside the coffin were scorching flames, yet inside the coffin was an icy chill.

“Which one is the material…” Ethan looked at the stones he had pulled in and sighed with furrowed brows.

None of these stones appeared to be the material he needed.

Ethan glanced at his arm. Its flesh had been charred to reveal the white bone beneath.

“Damn it!” Ethan gritted his teeth.

“Worst case, I’ll just lose an arm!” Ethan thought viciously.

He reached his arm out again and continued searching outside.

Finally, fortune favored the bold, and Ethan retrieved a glowing, fiery-red bead from the fiery pit.

The bead was engulfed in roaring flames, but the moment Ethan pulled it into the coffin, the flames disappeared upon contact.

This bead appeared extraordinary, like a red golden core, radiating a scorching aura.

“It should be this one.” Ethan thought to himself.

Ethan nodded, climbed out of the coffin, and then frowned, “These flames really are not simple.”

Looking at Ethan’s charred arm, the man with the mustache couldn’t help but shiver.

“That’s scary. If it were me, I might have been burned to ashes.” He murmured while peeking into the coffin.

Ethan glanced at him and said, “That bead should be the material you need.”

The man with the mustache nodded repeatedly, “That’s right, that’s right, that bead. Get it for me.”

Ethan rolled his eyes, “Can’t you get it yourself?”

The man with the mustache shivered and said, “I don’t want to reach my hand into the coffin; it could bring bad luck.”

Helpless, Ethan took the bead from the coffin and handed it to the man with the mustache.

“Now we have all the materials, right?” Ethan asked.

The man with the mustache stroked his chin and grinned, “Just missing a mask.”

Ethan grunted, standing there with his eyes fixed on the coffin, as if in no hurry to leave.

“Let’s go, weren’t you in a rush before?” The man with the mustache muttered.

Ethan shook his head and pointed at the few stones brought out from the fiery pit, saying, “Why do you think these stones weren’t incinerated by the fire? And how could the walls of this huge pit withstand the true fire?”

The sudden question left the man with the mustache dumbfounded.

He scratched his head, “Yeah, that does make sense…”

Ethan continued solemnly, “Is it possible that this place was initially just a small pit, and it got bigger and bigger under the assault of the true fire?”

The man with the mustache seemed rather baffled, apparently unsure of Ethan’s meaning.

Ethan went on, “In other words… these stones here may be ordinary, but after being slowly invaded by the true fire, they began to withstand it…”

At this point, the man with the mustache’s face changed slightly.

It seemed he had guessed something, and he exclaimed in shock, “You… What are you planning to do?”

Ethan glanced at him and said, “If my body is tempered in this true fire, do you think it will become stronger and stronger until I can withstand this true fire?”

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