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Chapter 1600 - Envy, traded for elixirs!

Chapter 1600: Chapter 1600 - Envy, traded for elixirs!

The prairie was abuzz with people.

Thousands of cultivators gathered together, watching this unexpected duel.

Besides the battles where strong contestants challenge each other to decide the ranking of the sects, the Divine Flame Martial Contest also hosts numerous battles between sect prodigies. On one hand, it’s for training, and on the other, for fame. However, this duel stood out right at the forefront.

Carson Flores VS the Divine Flame Continent’s prodigy!

Carson Flores arrived above the crowd surrounded by a large group of beauties from the Thousand Flowers Palace, drawing countless gazes filled with envy. Faces were full of admiration.

With so many beauties surrounding him and being so enthusiastic, how could one not envy Carson Flores?

Carson, sensing everyone’s envy, couldn’t help but chuckle to himself.

Envious, aren’t you? It’s all thanks to the elixirs!

On this journey, aside from spending time with Shirley Miller, Carson devoted all remaining time to alchemy.

He refined elixirs for himself and helped others as well.

Though Shirley Miller had already made a name for herself in the Thousand Flowers Palace, becoming a key cultivation target, there were several other key targets, and internal competition still existed.

Carson, of course, supported Shirley Miller. He revealed his identity as the Heavenly Sword Successor, indicating Shirley had someone backing her. Meanwhile, he spread elixirs around to win hearts, never refusing any outstanding disciples who came seeking alchemy assistance. After all, it was a way to pass time.

Carson’s generous distribution of elixirs and straightforward assistance successfully won over this large group of the most outstanding female disciples of the Thousand Flowers Palace. During his leisure, Carson entertained everyone with tales of his "entrepreneurial journey" in the Barbaric Wilderness Realm and adventures in the Skyland Continent, leaving many female disciples enamored and fascinated.

Which young woman doesn’t have dreams of romance?

Which woman doesn’t love a heroic figure?

As a handsome man who built an empire from scratch and became the Human Emperor of the Barbaric Wilderness Realm in just a short time, now being the Heavenly Sword Successor with a promising future, how could such a person not captivate women?

Moreover, the man before them was not only a hero but also gentle and tender.

The story of Carson and Shirley Miller’s engagement, following their master’s order to marry first and love later, made a group of female disciples’ eyes shine with envy.

From ordinary person to immortal, moving forward hand in hand, crossing three realms, never leaving nor forsaking, what kind of divine love story is this!

This love is just too sweet for me!

This couple is my ultimate fixation, completely locked in!

The admiration and fondness in these outstanding female disciples naturally led them to stand by Shirley Miller, becoming her supporters and advocates.

Now that Carson is fighting, how could they not come to cheer for him?

Dylan Roth glanced at the sun and stepped up with a smile, saying, "You’re here, your entourage makes us envious."

Carson chuckled, "What’s the plan for today?"

Dylan laughed, "What’s your strength level?"

Carson emitted a golden light, the golden light phenomenon on his body indicating his strength level: "Early Stage Earth Immortal."

Earth Immortal?

Eighth years and he’s reached Earth Immortal?

Dylan Roth’s expression changed slightly, originally thinking Carson might be at Early or Mid Human Immortal.

The surrounding cultivators were also greatly shocked, each one showing surprise on their faces.

"In eight years, you’ve ascended a whole level?"

"Reaching Earth Immortal in just eight years, that’s quite fast!"

"It’s only been eight years; what about eighty years? This Carson Flores is impressive; no wonder he’s a disciple chosen by Bank Austin!"

Dylan steadied himself, smiling, "Then let’s seal our realm strength and spar with Earth Immortal Early Stage strength. How about it?"

Carson smiled, "Wouldn’t I be taking advantage then? My combat power is higher than my realm level..."

Dylan chuckled, "Anyone standing here has combat power higher than their realm, right?"

The surrounding disciples from various sects all burst into laughter as if mocking Carson for stating the obvious.

Anyone who can emerge as a core disciple among the many genius disciples of the Eight Great Powers must be a genius among geniuses, with exceptional talents, right?

If their combat power couldn’t surpass their realm, can they still be called geniuses?

Carson laughed heartily, revealing eight bright teeth, "That’s good; otherwise, it would be an undeserved victory!"

Albert Browning from the Azure Nether Divine Palace clashed his fists and palms together, emitting a crisp explosion sound in the air, "Enough with the small talk, I can’t wait, Carson! Let’s have a go first!"

Dylan quickly intervened, "Albert, no cutting in line. I made the proposal; naturally, I should be the first!"

The surrounding sect prodigies all chimed in, vying for the chance to be the first to fight.

Carson maintained a calm expression with a heart like still water, waiting quietly, while the Thousand Flowers Palace disciples beside him were indignant, whispering complaints.

"Hmph, everyone wants to be the first to beat Brother Carson for the limelight!"

"Do they really think Brother Carson is weak and easy to bully?"

"Brother Carson, go hard and give them a good thrashing!"

Shirley Miller had a smile on her lips, soothing the agitated crowd.

Don’t others understand her like she does?

Evidently, these people underestimated Carson, thinking they could crush him even at the same level, competing fiercely to be the first one to challenge him, as the first to defeat him would have the most significant impact.

Let them compete.

Compete for it with all their might.

Seeing them all laughing so happily, faces full of excitement and anticipation, do they even realize if they’ll still be able to laugh later?