1093: Chapter 1093: Fairy?
She’s on My Shoulder 1093: Chapter 1093: Fairy?
She’s on My Shoulder Nutwood Mountain, Flying Waterfall Mountain Peak.
“Senior Sister!”
Carson Flores looked at Delaney Hunter, whom he hadn’t seen in a long time, with a face full of joy.
Delaney Hunter’s face was also filled with surprise, “You rascal, finally decided to come back!”
Carson Flores smiled and said, “The last time I came back, you weren’t here, there was nothing I could do.”
Delaney Hunter sized up Carson Flores, her eyes suddenly showing a surprised expression.
“Have you advanced in cultivation?”
Carson Flores smiled and said, “Yes, almost reaching the Mid-Stage of God Transformation.”
Delaney Hunter said excitedly, “Your advancement speed is too fast, it hasn’t been long, and you’ve already reached God Transformation, nearly catching up to me.
By the way, I heard that the Emperor Seal is with you and it has recognized you as its master.
You’re the new Human Emperor, is that true or not?”
The Emperor Seal floated out, Carson Flores smiled and said, “Yes, but as a Human Emperor, I currently don’t have much combat power and can’t summon anyone.”
Delaney Hunter looked at him with approving eyes, “You have actually become a Human Emperor, our lineage of Nutwood Mountain can finally hold its head high.
Come, tell me what you’ve been up to recently.
I heard you annihilated the Three Devil Sect all by yourself, even killed a Great Perfection of Hollow Void, and even kidnapped the Holy Maiden of the Demon Race…”
Carson Flores was about to start speaking, but Delaney Hunter suddenly said, “Wait, don’t tell me now.
Let’s go see the master first, so you only have to tell the story once.”
Carson Flores asked with surprise, “Has Master come back?”
Delaney Hunter nodded, “He’s been back for a while, and has been in seclusion.”
“Then let’s go see Master first.”
The two headed to Pure Sky Mountain and landed in front of Daxton Campbell’s wooden house.
“Master, your junior brother is back!”
The door opened, and Daxton Campbell’s voice came out, “Come in.”
Carson Flores entered the house and saw Daxton Campbell sitting cross-legged on the floor, his expression slightly changing.
There was a large scar on Daxton Campbell’s face, which had faded somewhat but still stretched across his entire countenance, showing how severe the wound had been.
“Master, your face…”
Daxton Campbell’s gaze fell on Carson Flores’s face, and a slight smile appeared, as he slightly lifted his hand and the Life Essence Pearl flew over.
“Thanks to you lending me the Life Essence Pearl previously, otherwise, I might not have been able to come back this time.”
Carson Flores, holding the Life Essence Pearl, asked curiously, “Master, weren’t you going to accelerate the maturity of the Spiritual Medicine?
Was it the Demonic Beast guarding the medicine?”
Daxton Campbell responded, “That Spiritual Medicine was on an island in the Sea of Annihilation.”
The Sea of Annihilation!
Carson Flores’s expression dramatically changed, “The Sea of Annihilation in the Six Forbidden Lands of the Wilderness?”
“Yes.”
Daxton Campbell said, “Originally, I was planning to hasten the maturity of the Spiritual Medicine and then return immediately.
But then, an accident occurred, and I nearly died.
That blow almost split my head in half…”
Daxton Campbell pointed to the scar on his face, his eyes showing a trace of fear, a clear indication of having been shaken by the experience.
For Daxton Campbell, a person indifferent to life and death and of great strength, to show such an expression, it indicated how perilous the situation had been.
Carson Flores asked curiously, “Master, isn’t your strength at the Great Perfection of Hollow Void?
What kind of demonic beast was so powerful that even you couldn’t withstand it?”
Daxton Campbell shook his head, “It wasn’t a demonic beast, it was a cultivator, probably one of the Immortal Slaves you’ve seen.”
Carson Flores’s eyes widened suddenly, “Immortal Slaves?
The ones from the Valley of Death?”
Daxton Campbell nodded, “At that time, I didn’t know they were Immortal Slaves, but after returning and hearing about what happened in the Valley of Death, I understood.
No wonder their style of clothing is completely different from ours now; they must be powerful cultivators from ten thousand years ago who became Immortal Slaves, thus their formidable strength…”
Carson Flores was deeply moved, the purpose of the Immortal Slaves in the Valley of Death wasn’t to guard the destroyed Sky-reaching Formation, but to protect the arm of Cristopher Hopkins Immortal!
If Master encountered Immortal Slaves in the Sea of Annihilation again, and if these Immortal Slaves also served the same master as the ones in the Valley of Death, did that mean that parts of Cristopher Hopkins Immortal’s body might also be suppressed in the Sea of Annihilation?
Daxton Campbell didn’t seem to notice the change in Carson Flores, smiled and said, “I heard the Emperor><![CDATA[Seal has recognized you as its master and you also took away the Holy Maiden of the Demon Race.
What’s all this about?”
Carson Flores hesitated, then turned his head to look at his shoulder, where Cristopher Hopkins Immortal’s arm was resting, and telepathically asked, “Immortal, may I speak?”
Daxton Campbell watched as Carson Flores suddenly looked at his shoulder, his expression turning weird, his gaze sharp.
His Divine Sense swept over the position on Carson Flores’s shoulder, finding something mysteriously unusual there, though he couldn’t quite detect what it was.
Cristopher Hopkins Immortal’s fingers tapped lightly twice, indicating agreement, since she had also heard Daxton Campbell’s words.
The Immortal Slaves guarded, and in the Sea of Annihilation, there might be parts of her body.
Delaney Hunter also stared at Carson Flores weirdly; why did her junior brother’s actions seem so odd?
After receiving Cristopher Hopkins Immortal’s approval, Carson turned his head and said softly, “The purpose of the Immortal Slaves in the Valley of Death was to suppress the arm of Cristopher Hopkins Immortal.
That arm, after leaving the Valley of Death, has been with me all along, resting on my shoulder, listening to our conversation…”