The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 1303: Chapter 1303: I Finally Made It, I Can Play With Women Again!

Carson Flores was lying at the bottom of the cave. Although he was fully engaged in digesting Jones James’ Primordial Spirit, the elderly voice still clearly drifted into his mind.

A female Cauldron?

Surely this referred to Shirley Miller.

What should he do to save her?

He had accidentally used the Emperor Seal to kill Jones James and devoured his Primordial Spirit. Shirley Miller did not possess the Emperor Seal, and the Emperor Seal was now his Life-bound Magic Treasure, which could be stored in his Sea of Consciousness, but it couldn’t enter Shirley Miller’s Sea of Consciousness.

Perhaps, he could make use of Jones James’ identity, and besides, Carson had the Formless Demonic Technique, and Celestial Envoy Kobe Tate could move freely; he could also borrow his identity.

From the shattered memories of Jones James, Carson knew that the Formation at Mystical Immortal Island had shown signs of collapse in recent centuries and the exit Formation had been restored, capable of operating autonomously, no longer like before, operating only once every few decades or even a century.

Entry required a Mystical Immortal Token, but leaving did not; as long as one entered the Formation, they could leave.

The Formation, once activated, could transport up to three people. It absorbed Immortal Spirit Qi, and storing enough energy to operate once required a month.

Kobe Tate was commanded to go out to scout for Immortals’ news and capture cauldrons with good potential; it had been more than a month since he last left.

There was a chance!

As long as he rescued Shirley Miller and fled to the Formation, they could leave through it.

As long as he got out, he would be safe, after all, even if they wanted to come out, they would have to wait a month.

So now, the most important thing was to perfectly play the role of ”Jones James.”

Fortunately, even if Jones James had successfully devoured him, he wouldn’t immediately become a Demi Immortal. He would still remain in the Great Perfection of Hollow Void state for a while, which gave Carson the opportunity to impersonate him.

Digesting Jones James’ Primordial Spirit took Carson an entire day.

As a true Immortal, Jones James’ Primordial Spirit was incomparable to those Immortal Slaves; even though sealed for tens of thousands of years and now extremely weak, it was still a succulent ”chunk of fat” for Carson.

Swallowing this ”chunk of fat,” Carson felt overwhelmed, nearly choked to death, struggled through the greasy feeling, barely managing to finish digesting it.

Carson’s Primordial Spirit underwent a drastic transformation, emitting specks of Golden Light, as if light was seeping out from every part of his body.

He hadn’t become an Immortal, his body hadn’t undergone Refinement changes, and he wasn’t even a Demi Immortal, but his Primordial Spirit now possessed an Immortal Nature!

The Immortal Nature of the Primordial Spirit didn’t show any immediate benefits, but when he ascends to become an Immortal, the benefits would become apparent, not only allowing him to more easily and securely transcend the Heavenly Tribulation and ascend to Immortality, but also making him much stronger than a normal Immortal.

Having Immortal Nature at the Cultivator stage was like laying the perfect foundation for Immortality; coupled with his repeatedly refined Sword Bone, both body and Primordial Spirit were near perfection, the cumulative effect would be terrifying.

Carson carefully examined his body and thought through how to impersonate Jones James before finally opening his eyes and standing up from the bottom of the cave.

Stretching his body, Carson leapt into the air.

As Carson hovered above the cave’s entrance, he felt countless gazes on him.

Every gaze came from a hole in the rock wall; these Immortal’s Primordial Spirits looked at Carson with envy, wishing it was them floating there.

Carson laughed loudly, ”Haha, I finally live again, I can drink and mess with women again!”

From the shattered memories of Jones James, Carson glimpsed his personality.

Arrogant, quick-tempered, lustful, greedy—thoroughly despicable.

He was an All-round villainous bandit.

The Immortals of Mystical Immortal Island were divided into two factions; most were bandits of one faction, glamorous on the surface while secretly committing arson and murder, robbing and raping, committing all sorts of evil deeds. The other faction was a small Sect in the Path of Refinement.

Their boss was the sect leader, Tommy Bernard, also the head of the entire Bandit Group.

Jones James ranked second in the bandit group; the middle-aged woman Pearl Kirby who contended with Jones James ranked third. There was also a fourth, but when they faced Nico Weaver, they were directly crushed till their Divine Spirits scattered.

Nico Weaver killed them because their two factions had committed many atrocities, and by chance, Nico Weaver caught them in the act—It was like running right into gunfire.

If they hadn’t consumed a powerful Ancient Treasure, burned everyone’s bodies, and temporarily trapped Nico Weaver, Nico Weaver would have wiped them out in minutes.

The rich and elderly voice sounded, ”You’ve taken so long to devour; did something go wrong?”

Carson’s heart tightened. It seemed he took too long to digest Jones James’ Primordial Spirit; after all, for an Immortal to devour the Primordial Spirit of an ordinary cultivator was relatively simple, but the reverse was much harder and took significantly longer.

Tommy Bernard was really meticulous!

Carson laughed heartily, ”No worries, it’s been too long without a body. I perfected the devouring process, just adapting a bit...”