The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

”As a Quasi-Saint skilled in space magic and adept at escape, who could possibly trap him?”

Lucas White explained, ”It wasn’t a person who trapped the ancestor but a space land of chaotic streams. The elders of our sect knew the ancestor was alive but could not find him. He must have been trapped. After thousands of years, we finally found a special artifact. I came to West Prison to join my master in rescuing the ancestor.”

”After the ancestor escaped, my master left. The ancestor was quite fond of me and kept me by his side for careful guidance...”

Carson Flores gave a thumbs up, ”This is great! With the personal guidance of a Quasi-Saint, you can ascend immediately!”

Lucas White laughed slyly, looking rather proud, after all, not everyone has the chance to receive such careful guidance from a Quasi-Saint.

”You said your incarnation was destroyed. Do you know what happened after that?”

Carson Flores shook his head, ”No, I didn’t dare to observe further. People like them can sense even the slightest probing and can capture someone with their vast abilities. I’ve already faked my death and don’t want to truly die.”

Lucas White sighed helplessly, ”There’s no choice then. We’ll wait. Whether successful or not, the ancestor will come to find me.”

”Mm!”

Carson Flores casually pulled out two chairs, and they chatted leisurely about their respective stories after parting while waiting.

After waiting for about half a day, a figure appeared on the horizon and, in the next moment, stood on the mountain, in front of them.

Carson Flores turned his head and was immediately pleased.

Floating beside the Holy Thief was none other than Snow Zane, covered in blood.

Did he really rescue Snow Zane?

The Holy Thief, indeed, effortlessly rescued the person right under the noses of two Quasi-Saints!

Lucas White excitedly stood up, ”Master, are you okay?”

Varric Combs rolled his eyes, ”What could possibly be wrong? You little rascal, you wish something would go wrong with me?”

Lucas White laughed sheepishly, ”I was just worried, because those two are something else...”

”Name any Quasi-Saint in the world who is simple.”

Varric Combs retorted to Lucas White, and the floating Snow Zane behind him drifted to Carson Flores, slowly landing.

Varric Combs’ sharp eyes assessed Carson Flores, ”Hmm, interesting. Previously, I couldn’t see with your incarnation. Your entire skeleton has been refined into Sword Bone, there’s a Phenomenon Seed at your chest, and you possess Avatar Bloodline Divine Ability. This friend of yours is quite interesting, Hendrix!”

Carson Flores was already numb to the fact that he was easily seen through. When dealing with individuals who are either top-tier Superior Grade Great Land Prime Immortal or Quasi-Saints, it’s hard to hide in front of such powerful beings.

Carson Flores respectfully cupped his hands in salute, ”I am Carson Flores, greeting the senior. Thank you for your assistance in rescuing Master Zane!”

Varric Combs waved his hand, coldly humming, ”Kid, I’ve rescued the person for you. The Myriad Immortals Palace is now thoroughly offended. You owe me a big favor.”

Carson Flores readily agreed, ”Of course, if I achieve anything in the future, I will surely repay you.”

Varric Combs snorted, ”I rescued the person for you, but I’m not responsible for saving them further.”

Carson Flores cupped his hands, ”I wouldn’t dare further trouble the senior.”

Varric Combs glanced at the unconscious Snow Zane on the ground and calmly stated, ”She forced herself to the Quasi-Saint Realm to fight two people, pushing her own limits. All her meridians are severed, her Sea of Consciousness damaged, and her Primordial Spirit has suffered a major injury. She is now in a critical condition. Not just considering whether she can be saved, even if rescued, she will be a dying person. It’s fundamentally impossible to return to her former state.”

Carson Flores squatted down, carefully checking Snow Zane while replying in a steady tone, ”If she’s alive, there’s a chance.”

Varric Combs showed two parts of admiration in his eyes and asked, ”How do you plan to save her?”

Carson Flores quickly finished his examination, feeling quite heavy inside.

The damage was too severe.

Snow Zane was now fully in a critical state, inching step by step toward death.

After thinking for a moment, Carson Flores took out a bright red elixir and fed it to Snow Zane.

Varric Combs watched this scene with a surprised expression, ”Is this... a Spirit Buddha Pill from Dharma?”

The Holy Thief indeed had sharp eyes, recognizing the elixir’s origin at a glance!

Carson Flores replied, ”Yes!”

Varric Combs looked at Carson Flores with curiosity, ”The Spirit Buddha Pill is no ordinary elixir. Even in Dharma, not everyone can possess it. How do you, so young and not from Dharma, have a Spirit Buddha Pill?”

Carson Flores answered honestly, ”A gift from The Wither-Bloom Sage.”

”The Wither-Bloom Sage?”

Varric Combs grew more surprised, ”The Wither-Bloom Sage who can fall into madness and the Demon Path at any time?”

”Yes!”

Varric Combs asked curiously, ”Why did he gift you the elixir?”

As Carson Flores continued to use his abilities to help Snow Zane swallow the Spirit Buddha Pill, he answered, ”During the battle between the Three Sects and the Sea God Sect, The Sage fell into madness and the Demon Path. By chance, I helped him suppress his Heart Demon, restored his sanity, and prevented him from causing boundless carnage. As thanks, he gifted me some items, this Spirit Buddha Pill being one of them...”