The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Carson Flores widened his eyes: ”The cultivation techniques traded to Immortal Gathering Island by guests can be freely used by the island, but those traded by the island to guests will have restrictions, only for the guests’ personal use?”

Zorvyn Harrison nodded: ”Yes, top tier cultivation techniques do not come out of thin air, and there aren’t many in the world. Even if it’s not top tier, but just a superior cultivation technique, that’s still rare. Immortal Gathering Island collects many cultivation techniques from the world, and this easily offends many Sects. If they were to spread and exchange these freely, it might make the island a target.”

Carson Flores thought for a moment and smiled: ”But Immortal Gathering Island also uses good techniques for its Sect’s Disciples, which could also spread them. Don’t other Sects mind?”

Zorvyn Harrison blinked: ”The goal of Immortal Gathering Island is to conquer new worlds, not to dominate others. Ultimately, all conflicts are for resources. Since we can acquire them ourselves, why bother competing with others?”

”Even when Immortal Gathering Island acquires good techniques from outside, not all Sect’s Disciples can learn them. Plus, these people seldom venture out, and even if they do, it’s unlikely others will find out. Of course, even if they did know, the strength of Immortal Gathering Island deters provocations.”

Carson Flores curiously asked: ”With a guardian like the Nine-Headed Dragon Turtle, it’s clear the island is powerful. But is there a Quasi-Saint on the island?”

Zorvyn Harrison hesitated for a moment, then shook her head: ”I don’t know.”

Carson Flores laughed: ”Aren’t you Disciples of Immortal Gathering Island? You don’t know the full strength of your Sect?”

Zorvyn Harrison was silent for a few seconds, then softly replied: ”We indeed are Disciples of Immortal Gathering Island, but our status isn’t high. There are many things about the Sect we aren’t privy to.”

Carson Flores maintained a calm expression, nodded gently, and changed the subject.

Comfort is powerless; it’s like rubbing salt into a wound. Better not to mention it.

The two took a lap and returned to the main hall.

The main hall was still bustling, with many guests gathered around square tables, drinking and chatting heartily, accompanied by beauties, adding to the lively atmosphere.

Carson Flores walked in and chose a relatively secluded corner, and Zorvyn Harrison arranged for a maiden to serve food and drink.

Having learned from their previous meal, Zorvyn Harrison did not refuse Carson Flores’ invitation and sat directly across from him, enjoying food and drink together.

Although Carson Flores was in disguise and not a prominent figure, likely recognized by few, he instinctively avoided the crowd.

Who knows if there are any people from the Myriad Immortals Palace among them?

Everyone came to Immortal Gathering Island with no vested interests among themselves, so as long as his identity wasn’t exposed, Carson Flores was safe.

The ”coincidentally obtained” Convoker Token served as the perfect cover, making him seem unworthy of mingling with others and allowing him to enjoy his solitude.

More and more people entered the main hall, including many Female Immortals, who came with their chosen maidens. Observing the scene, several Female Immortals frowned, displeasure evident on their faces.

Carson Flores took a sip of wine and casually remarked: ”There seem to be quite a few invited Female Immortals. Isn’t it a bit inconvenient or awkward for them here?”

Zorvyn Harrison replied: ”Guests can choose not to dine here; meals can be delivered to their rooms. But with such a scene, few mind, as everyone values decorum. No one is likely to do anything outrageous.”

Carson Flores understood the implication and smiled: ”That’s true.”

No matter how lustful you are, in front of everyone, you wouldn’t dare outwardly act on it, right?

Even if a Female Immortal rejects you, with so many guests watching, would you not care about your reputation?

Aren’t you afraid of annoying others and provoking a collective attack?

If you want to do something, do it back at your place slowly!

As Carson Flores was drinking, the noisy background suddenly quieted as if a pause button had been pressed.

Surprised, Carson Flores turned his head and saw a Female Immortal enter the main hall, accompanied by Zephyra.

Zephyra was already strikingly beautiful, yet beside the new woman, she seemed to fade into the background, drawing no attention, as all eyes were on the Female Immortal next to her.

What a beautiful woman!

This woman was tall, with a graceful figure showcased under a blue robe, perfectly balanced in every aspect. Her face seemed like the world’s most perfect creation, flawless in every way.

Her eyes sparkled like stars, her eyebrows like distant mountains, her gaze deep like autumn waters, her face as pure as jade...

In an instant, countless adjectives for beauty raced through Carson Flores’ mind, but ultimately it boiled down to the simplest expression.

Wow, she’s stunning!