The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 2582:

"I’ll do whatever you tell me to!"

Without any hesitation, the Heartbewildering Pathist nodded decisively: "But you have to make a solemn oath first that if I do as you say, you’ll let me leave safely and won’t have others kill me."

"You’re quite cautious."

Carson Flores replied frankly: "I can swear, but let me make it clear to you that you won’t be able to keep your powers. I can’t leave you with your powers to harm others."

Heartbewildering Pathist became anxious: "If you cripple me, what’s the difference from killing me?"

"The difference is you’ll still be alive."

Carson Flores said calmly: "It seems you’re unwilling, then let’s forget it, I’ll find someone else willing to cooperate."

Carson Flores raised his hand, Sword Qi swirling around his fingertips, pointing towards Heartbewildering Pathist’s forehead, when Heartbewildering Pathist hurriedly shouted: "Wait!"

Carson Flores said flatly: "A forced melon is not sweet, don’t force yourself."

"A forced melon is not sweet, but it quenches thirst!"

Heartbewildering Pathist shouted: "I agree! I agree, isn’t that enough?"

Carson Flores withdrew his finger, smiled: "Then I’ll give you a chance. There are two of us. I’m a Lower Grade Land Immortal, and she’s just entered Superior Grade recently. You think up a good plan on how to destroy your Sect."

Heartbewildering Pathist looked incredulous: "I think of a plan?"

Carson Flores naturally replied: "You’re the most familiar with Black Tower City, so of course, you come up with the plan. And don’t get any funny ideas; if anything happens to us, you’ll be the first to die, dissipating into thin air."

Heartbewildering Pathist looked bitter, how did he get so unlucky?

How did he provoke these two harbingers of doom?

Not only has he fallen, but the other party refuses his plea for life and is planning to destroy his entire Sect!

"The other uncles are negotiable. But my master is a Peak Great Land Supreme Immortal, and she just entered Superior Grade, how are we supposed to fight that?"

Carson Flores asked: "Is your master’s Cultivation Technique very powerful? Among the Peak Great Land Supreme Immortals, is it considered powerful?"

Heartbewildering Pathist shook his head: "The Cultivation Technique is decent, not top-notch. As for strength, it’s quite average."

Carson Flores nodded: "Then it’s worth a try, keep thinking of a plan."

After a moment of thought, Heartbewildering Pathist said: "Black Tower City has a protective Formation. My master can even control the Formation’s power to attack invaders. To kill him, you have to lure him away from Black Tower City."

Carson Flores’s eyes showed encouragement: "Good line of thought, continue."

Heartbewildering Pathist looked at Carson Flores, feeling utterly hopeless. What kind of little demons are these?

"I’ll lure out that Middle Grade Great Land Immortal uncle first. If you can control him, he can invite out two Lower Grade Great Land Immortal uncles, kill them, and then lure my master out..."

Heartbewildering Pathist looked at Carson Flores: "But you must make sure to control them, not let them escape. Otherwise, luring my master out will be very difficult."

Carson Flores readily said: "Alright, let’s do that... First, hand over the ownership of this magical treasure to me."

Heartbewildering Pathist withheld his pain and erased the imprint he left on the magical treasure, transferring its ownership to Carson Flores.

Carson Flores cast a Spiritual Imprint on the Building Talismans, establishing a connection, and his Divine Sense scanned through the entire magical treasure.

"There are still people in the building?"

Heartbewildering Pathist replied bitterly: "Those are people I captured some time ago. After capturing them, I would lock them up, and once there are enough, I would sell them all at once..."

"Sell to whom?"

Heartbewildering Pathist answered: "Human traffickers. They would take the people back, train and restrain them, and then sell them to others."

"In West Prison, lives are as cheap as grass; even Cultivators face the same fate. Once captured and turned into slaves, their lives are no longer in their own hands, and they remain slaves for life."

"Noble families, City Lords, and the like would buy slaves. These slaves can serve their masters, fight for them, or complete tasks. They are extremely handy."

Carson Flores curiously asked: "What methods do the traffickers use to control these slaves?"

Heartbewildering Pathist replied: "Blood oaths combined with Soul Shackles. Because of the harsh environment, the soul strength in West Prison is stronger than in other places, so the research on souls is very profound. Once a Cultivator has been fitted with a Soul Shackle, their life is in the master’s hands and they will never disobey. Otherwise, they will die a terrible death."

Carson Flores frowned: "Soul Spirit Association?"

Heartbewildering Pathist nodded: "Yes, the Soul Shackles are one of their research achievements. It’s precisely because of the introduction of Soul Shackles that the slave market truly flourished. After all, with this thing, slaves can only comply and won’t betray their owners."