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Chapter 2052: Chapter 2052: Some Things Just Have to Be Done

Perhaps, as Shirley Miller said, the Immortal Path is long and treacherous, and when cultivators go into seclusion, it often lasts for years, even decades or longer. Having more people around makes it much less lonely.

There would certainly be some unhappiness, but Shirley Miller could empathize and be more accommodating to Carson Flores, not unrelated to the sacrifices Carson made for her.

Facing a man who is willing to risk his life for you, what else can’t you tolerate?

Shirley Miller was able to accept Samantha Tate and Camille Rhodes before; she had already crossed the most difficult threshold for women. Now, with two more, what’s the difference from before?

The Immortal Path is not only long but also arduous and full of difficulties. The path across realms is extremely dangerous, with the risk of losing one’s soul at any moment. This is why Shirley has the saying, ’Safety, and all is well.’

Everyone had a meal together, and soon became familiar with each other. Leaving aside Selah Ellison Venerable One, both Alfred Weaver and Lilianna Norman had met the two women before.

Shirley Miller and Samantha Tate never imagined that the daughter of the esteemed Domain Master would fall for Carson Flores, even if it meant being with a married man.

Alfred Weaver never put on any airs in front of the two women; instead, he was very respectful toward them.

By rights, Alfred Weaver should be the eldest among the women, but having been suppressed for ten thousand years, those years are virtually negligible in a lifetime. Her life remained young; she wasn’t an old soul with millennia of experience, as she was willing to call Selah Ellison Venerable One sister.

Selah Ellison Venerable One became the big sister among everyone, and she truly carried herself with the demeanor of one.

The women got along pleasantly, and then Carson Flores was ushered out on the grounds that his presence hindered their heartfelt conversations.

Carson Flores was not offended; he left the hall with a smile, leaving the space for the women.

Carson Flores soared onto a palace, gazed at the distant snow-capped mountains, and fell into deep thought.

They had killed Tori Greene and Emmett Rhodes, thus forging enmity with the Three Saints Sect.

The outcome of the confrontation with Sergio Wilkins was unknown, but even if they won, what then?

The Three Saints Sect suffered heavy losses and wouldn’t cease so easily.

If the Three Saints Sect strikes again, it might spell the end of the Thunder Immortal Realm.

Carson Flores knew these Great Sects’ ways too well; infuriated, they would slaughter countless living beings without hesitation. After all, in their eyes, these people are as insignificant as ants. ”Dare to kill our sect’s disciples? If I don’t wipe you out, how can I quell my anger?”

How to resolve this?

They could certainly leave, perhaps head directly to the Ten Thousand Immortals Domain that Franklin Austin mentioned, and choose a place to live in seclusion, ignoring what happens here. But would his conscience allow it?

Carson Flores sat there for a long time.

Finally, he stood up and made a decision.

He would do his utmost to destroy or heavily wound Sergio Wilkins, forcing him to retreat to the Three Saints Sect. Then, they would follow and head to the God Immortal Domain to show their strength to the Three Saints Sect, threatening them not to target the Thunder Immortal Realm.

With two Great Land Sovereigns, even if only at the first realm, they might not match the formidable power of the Three Saints Sect, but filled with hatred as they were, the sect would surely aim to eliminate them, and before that, they definitely wouldn’t massacre the Thunder Immortal Realm.

If they did, the Three Saints Sect, as a first-class power, having countless disciples, Carson Flores could equally find ways to slaughter their disciples in retaliation.

Can’t defeat your high-realm Great Land Fairy? I can still kill your disciples below Daluo.

Carson Flores wasn’t a Saint, but he wanted to do what he could.

The master and senior brothers and sisters of Nutwood Mountain, the fellow disciples of the White Crane Immortal Sect, many friends he’d crossed paths with, and his mother and other friends in the Barbaric Wilderness Realm—if the Thunder Immortal Realm fell, what would their fate be?

They had to try, otherwise, looking back, they’d likely be mired in regret forever.

If back then I had tried harder, would the result have been different?

Perhaps those people wouldn’t have died?

Carson Flores stood up, exhaled a long breath, and his expression became relaxed.

Some things are deeply troubling before a decision is made, with much pondering and reluctance. But once a satisfying decision is made, no matter how many difficulties lie ahead, at least at this moment, Carson Flores felt at peace.

Having made the decision, it’s time to go all out and take the first step!

Sergio Wilkins should be arriving at the Celestial Palace soon, shouldn’t he?