The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 1434: What Kind of Eyes Are These?

Chapter 1434: Chapter 1434: What Kind of Eyes Are These?

Spencer Steele remained in a deep slumber, while Carson Flores patiently studied the Palace of Seven Beauties, awaiting her revival.

A powerful aura enveloped Spencer Steele, growing increasingly intense, instilling Carson Flores with an overwhelming sense of dread.

Although her strength remained at the Divinity Transformation Stage, the icy, murderous aura emanating from her made even Carson Flores, a Human Immortal, instinctively uneasy.

If Spencer Steele hadn’t been his disciple, Carson Flores would have opted to distance himself immediately to avoid unforeseen mishaps.

What kind of opportunity was this really?

This wait lasted for half a month.

Finally, Spencer Steele slowly opened her eyes, and Carson Flores turned to her at once.

Spencer Steele’s eyes were eerily dark, void of any light, akin to bottomless black holes.

Carson Flores was startled, what kind of eyes were these?

Destruction!

Deathly stillness!

"Spencer, Spencer?"

Spencer Steele’s gaze fell on Carson Flores’s face, and after several seconds, the black holes collapsed and contracted, the eyes that were like the Sea of Death finally showing light, her cold, stern expression softened, beginning to show emotion.

"Master!"

Before Carson Flores could say anything, Spencer Steele dove into his arms, clutching his waist tightly, her entire body trembling.

She was afraid!

Was her consciousness still trapped in that moment of being ambushed?

"Don’t be afraid, Spencer, it’s all over now! It’s okay..."

Spencer Steele’s hands were cold, and her body shook uncontrollably, manifesting her intense fear. She held onto Carson Flores with such force, as if afraid that if she let go, he would disappear, or perhaps, Carson was the last straw in her world.

After quite a while, her body finally stopped trembling, curling up like a helpless kitten in Carson Flores’s embrace.

"Spencer, how are you feeling now, tell your Master..."

Spencer Steele responded softly, "I feel like I dreamed an incredibly long dream, saw so many things, but it also feels like I can’t remember anything. Just left with this fear, this sadness, as if something important was lost..."

Could this inheritance be a memory?

A memory of some powerful figure from the past?

Did Spencer Steele view that person’s past life and immerse herself in it?

"If you can’t remember, then just forget it. As long as we’re both fine, that’s the best outcome."

Carson Flores smiled and gently ruffled her hair, comforting her, "How is your body now, you were heavily injured before..."

Spencer Steele lifted her head from Carson Flores’s arms, her beautiful eyes staring intently at him, "Master, you took that sword for me, the opportunity was yours, why did you give it to me? Though I’m your disciple, I’ve only recently joined the clan, and my ability is so poor..."

Carson Flores laughed, "You’re my disciple after all."

Spencer Steele pressed her lips, "But didn’t that person say this opportunity is so powerful, powerful enough to dominate the Immortal Domains..."

Spencer Steele didn’t finish, but Carson Flores understood her meaning.

The Immortal Path is endless, for the sake of it, so many people have become heartless and unfeeling. Like Eastflow Ancestor Bryan Gross, who would set a murderous trap to advance to Heavenly Immortal, sparing not even a thousand-year-old friendship.

Carson Flores taking Spencer Steele as a disciple was a recent affair, such a grand opportunity, compared to a newly inducted disciple with whom he had little emotional bond, which weighed heavier?

How many people in the world would give up such an opportunity, enough to dominate the Immortal Domains, for a newly inducted disciple?

Carson Flores smiled, "Immortals are still humans first, after all. You risked your life to save me, why shouldn’t I give up an immortal opportunity? Besides, I was originally here to accompany you in finding immortal opportunities."

Carson Flores paused and laughed, "Your understanding of the Sword Dao is remarkable, dozens of times my own. Though I’ve obtained the Heavenly Sword Inheritance, I’ve actually only comprehended a small portion of the Dao and the First Move of the Heavenly Sword, which is the move I taught you earlier."

"Though I’m your Master, I still don’t know how to teach you the Heavenly Sword. If you’ve gained a big opportunity, maybe you won’t need my teaching for now, and isn’t that a relief for me?"

"In any case, as long as you’re alright, and, the senior gave me this Palace of Seven Beauties, it’s a fantastic tool for escaping danger, my visit here wasn’t in vain."

Looking at Carson Flores, calm and gentle in demeanor, Spencer Steele felt a warmth in her heart, which had been steeped in silence, destruction, and various negative emotions.

Master is the light of my life!

Master, in the future, I will protect you and won’t let anyone bully you!

No one at all!

Of course, Carson Flores couldn’t guess what was on the young girl’s mind, seeing her remain silent, he pulled her up.

"Get some more rest, we’re preparing to leave here."

"Yes, Master!"

The girl stood silently, with her gaze restored to calmness, she exuded an icy aura unlike before.

Like a starry sky.

Utter silence.

Utter coldness.

Utter annihilation.

After resting for a day, Carson Flores led the young girl through the exit portal.