The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Carson Flores had a sudden realization: ”The people in this area, you’ve bribed them to deliberately guide us here?”

Heartbewildering Pathist chuckled: ”There’s no need for bribery. I just show up, treat their illnesses, give them some stuff, then tell them the location of my cave mansion. If someone inquires, they will naturally reveal my position.”

”I don’t need to go anywhere; just wait here. Anyway, every few days, fools like you come to me by themselves. I don’t need to do anything, just watch shows, play with women, drink fine wine. When they arrive, I offer them some spiked wine, then easily capture them.”

”You two are young, with decent strength, and surely can be sold for a good price...”

Carson said gravely: ”Aren’t you afraid of encountering someone you can’t afford to mess with?”

Heartbewildering Pathist laughed smugly: ”Of course, I choose my targets. If the opponent is weak, I drug them first; if not successful, I directly catch them. If the opponent is strong and looks difficult to deal with, I just don’t act. I offer them a drink, tell them what they want to know, and let them leave.”

Carson sneered: ”So you see us as easy targets.”

Heartbewildering Pathist chuckled: ”Though I can’t discern your strength, I can estimate your age. You’re not even a hundred, and she’s older but not by much. You’re just two little Immortal Cultivators, how powerful could you be? Who else should I catch if not you?”

Carson said coldly: ”You’ve misjudged today.”

Carson opened his mouth, and the drugged wine, previously wrapped in spiritual power, flew out instantly, splattering on the ground as a puddle.

Across from him, Cassiane also spat out the drugged wine, her eyes glinting with killing intent.

If she fell into Heartbewildering Pathist’s hands and he saw her true face, she didn’t need to guess to know what fate awaited her.

Clearly, this guy had ensnared countless cross-realm cultivators, just like a black shop, bullying them to death, leaving not even bones.

Heartbewildering Pathist’s face changed slightly, then he sneered: ”I underestimated you both. So cautious at such a young age, no wonder you dare to venture out alone. Yet, what difference does it make even if you didn’t drink the wine?”

Heartbewildering Pathist pointed to the room: ”This house itself is a magical treasure, locking down the space here. Since you’ve entered, unless you defeat me, you can’t fly even with wings.”

Carson fixed his gaze on the arrogant Heartbewildering Pathist: ”Mind if I ask what realm you’re in?”

Heartbewildering Pathist burst into laughter, arrogantly saying: ”Since I was sent here by the City Lord, I naturally have enough strength. A Peak Great Land Profound Immortal might be nothing in the entire West Prison, but dealing with you cross-realm young Outlander punks is a piece of cake.”

Carson and Cassiane exchanged glances, their looks rather peculiar.

So arrogant, but today you’re just unlucky!

What Heartbewildering Pathist said actually made sense. Carson wasn’t even a hundred, and Cassiane was a bit older, but not by much. At such an age, surpassing a Peak Great Land Profound Immortal seemed impossible.

Unless one is born into a prestigious family, practicing top mental methods from birth, enjoying top resources, combined with top talent, and breaking through realms almost without pause. Then, maybe, surpassing a Peak Great Land Profound Immortal might be possible.

So the question arises, such monstrous talents are absolutely the focus of major families, their potential future. When such people travel, they are often accompanied by a powerful guardian from the sect, to prevent mishaps or premature death outside.

Carson and Cassiane, so young, traveling together, crossing into West Prison without an elder, could they be from prestigious families, such prodigious talents?

Carson smiled slightly: ”What you say is true, but today your luck is just a bit bad.”

Heartbewildering Pathist looked at Carson’s smile, face changing slightly, heart skipping a beat.

No way?

No way?

Walking the night road long enough, one will eventually encounter a ghost. Am I encountering a ghost today?

Without even seeing Carson move, streams of sharp Sword Qi suddenly erupted from him, rushing towards Heartbewildering Pathist.

Heartbewildering Pathist’s face changed dramatically, fear flashing in his eyes.

Even though the opponent hadn’t moved, the vast aura of that Sword Qi was absolutely beyond what a Great Land Profound Immortal could wield.

Supreme Immortal!

This kid is actually a Supreme Immortal!

Heartbewildering Pathist waved his hand, and a blue umbrella appeared before him, emitting a light like rain mist, blocking in front of him.

Sword Qi crisscrossed like a torrential rain falling on the umbrella, making dense and dull sounds.