The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 1176: Three Sects, Three Schools, Three Heavenly Realms

Chapter 1176: Chapter 1176: Three Sects, Three Schools, Three Heavenly Realms

The man stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Carson Flores with an air of arrogance, as if a deity was gazing upon the ants of the mortal realm.

"Zixiao Sect, Saint Heir, Javier Collins."

Carson blinked, a look of confusion spreading across his face.

Zixiao Sect?

What is that?

Never heard of it.

Carson turned his head to look at Delaney Hunter and asked, "I’ve never heard of it... is it famous?"

Javier Collins’s arrogant expression suddenly stiffened, and the expressions of the two men beside him also turned a bit colder.

With a slight shift in her gaze, Delaney spoke in a low voice, "Indeed, it is very famous, one of the Nine Honored of the Barbaric Wilderness."

Nine Honored of the Barbaric Wilderness?

Carson truly had no idea. He directly asked, "I’ve never heard of this term before, senior sister, could you explain?"

Javier coldly said, "You’re really ignorant. You’ve never heard of the Nine Honored of the Barbaric Wilderness? Is this your first time out in the world?"

Carson held his hands up, his expression calm, "I really don’t know, why don’t you tell me?"

A middle-aged man beside Colt Collins sneered, "The most powerful nine forces in the Barbaric Wilderness today are the Three Sects, Three Gates, and Three Blessed Lands, collectively known as the Nine Honored of the Barbaric Wilderness."

Carson immediately became interested, the top forces of the Barbaric Wilderness Realm?

Three Blessed Lands?

Only three Blessed Lands counted?

"Which are the nine powers, tell me about them."

Listening to Carson’s enthusiastic tone, Javier and the other two didn’t know what to feel.

Is this guy serious?

It was clear, he truly didn’t know the concept of the Nine Honored of the Barbaric Wilderness, but knowing the Zixiao Sect was one of the top forces, why wasn’t he showing any fear?

Delaney glanced at Carson’s expression, the corners of her mouth twitching as she barely suppressed her laughter.

The Nine Honored of the Barbaric Wilderness are indeed formidable, but would Carson be scared?

Not to mention that Cristopher Hopkins Immortal is right here. Who would dare to snatch his vital Spiritual Medicine for rebirth? That would be like courting death.

Moreover, even without Cristopher Hopkins Immortal, given Carson’s current strength, would he be afraid of a mere Saint Heir from the Zixiao Sect?

When Bryant James, son of Kahdas, plotted against Carson, what was the outcome?

Even when Carson was in the Golden Core Realm, he had embarrassed Bryant James, who was in the Divinity Transformation Stage, and later directly fought him, crippling his arm, turning him into the Armless Arhat.

If not for some connections between Carson and Kahdas, perhaps Bryant might have been killed by Carson this time.

Bryant James as the son of Kahdas, surely you can’t be worse than this Saint Heir of the Zixiao Sect.

Colt Collins eyed Carson coldly, unable to gauge his true intentions. After all, to him, the Nine Honored of the Barbarian Wilderness, as the top powers, feared by all, who would dare to offend?

Is this kid missing a few screws?

"Zixiao Sect, Grand Void Sect, Divine Mystery Sect are the Three Sects; Azure Dragon Gate, Black Tortoise Gate, White Tiger Gate are the Three Gates; King’s Hut Mountain, Wing Feather Mountain, and Mount Kahdas are the Three Great Blessed Lands; together they are called the Nine Honored of the Barbarian Wilderness."

Carson’s eyes lit up, nine powers, finally a familiar one.

Mount Kahdas.

He had a rough idea of Kahdas’s strength, with hundreds of thousands of cultivators, countless strong ones—it truly was immensely powerful in the entire Barbaric Wilderness Realm.

With Mount Kahdas as a reference, Carson could also gauge the strength of the other eight forces.

They are indeed strong, but Carson was not scared.

Wasn’t he hitting Bryant James, the son of Kahdas, just as hard?

Carson’s focus suddenly shifted, "What about these Three Gates, they sound like they belong to the Demon Race?"

Delaney intervened, "The Three Sects and Three Blessed Lands belong to the Human Race, but the Three Gates belong to the Demon Race. The Demon Race gates are not as stringent, embracing all demon spirits willing to undertake cultivation within their ranks. After all, each demon cultivator has unique strengths. Once they acquire the cultivation laws, each cultivates differently. So, despite being three gates, the number of demon spirits under them is countless, far surpassing the Three Sects and Three Blessed Lands..."

Carson curiously asked, "Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Black Tortoise, shouldn’t there also be a Vermilion Bird?"

Delaney explained, "Indeed, the Vermilion Bird Gate exists. They were collectively known as the Four Saints of the Monster Race, bearing the oldest legacies of the Demon Race. The cultivation laws of the Demon Race are also spread by them. However, something happened to the Vermilion Bird later. It is said to have died or undergone Nirvana Rebirth. Since then, the power of the Vermilion Bird Gate has greatly diminished, so it was excluded."

Carson subconsciously recalled the time he first encountered the Human Emperor Seal and entered an Illusionary Realm. That massive azure Demon Dragon, as large as a mountain, with the Emperor Seal smashing down with the force of heaven and earth.

Could that azure Demon Dragon be one of the Four Saints of the Demon Race, or merely a member of the Azure Dragon Clan?

Colt Collins, hearing Carson and Delaney discussing among themselves, no one paying attention to him, his handsome face immediately darkened.

Am I invisible?

"Are you done talking?"

Colt’s voice was as cold as the icy winds blowing from an ice cave, his eyes hiding an impending eruption of anger, like a volcano ready to explode.

No one had ever dared ignore him like this!

Carson turned his head, looked at the cold-faced Colt Collins, and laughed jovially, "You want the Divine Thunder Soul Wood, huh? No way!"