The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

In the Palace of Seven Beauties, Samir Coffey found Snow Zane, who was severely injured.

"This is Senior Zane."

Samir Coffey’s eyes widened; was this the old, frail woman before him the same Quasi-Saint Snow Zane who had fought the Great Warlord Master of Path and Cyrveth McCarty?

She had always been by Carson Flores’ side!

This Carson guy was really something else.

Carson Flores saluted Snow Zane: "Senior, this is Samir Coffey. His body belongs to my father. Please use the Soul Separation Technique to separate them. Additionally, I will give Kaethor Jandric’s body to Samir Coffey as payment, and please help him complete the Possession."

Snow Zane nodded, her gaze falling on Samir Coffey’s face: "For the Soul Separation, you must fully cooperate for it to succeed. Are you willing to cooperate and relinquish this body?"

Samir Coffey nodded readily: "I will fully cooperate."

Snow Zane sat up from the couch and calmly said, "Then prepare."

Soon, Samir Coffey and Kaethor Jandric lay side by side on a stone platform. Snow Zane took an elixir, sat cross-legged next to them, and absorbed its power through Cultivation Practice.

The Time It Takes For An Incense Stick To Burn later, Snow Zane opened her eyes, stood before Samir Coffey, and reached out with both hands, aligning them with his head.

"Now, I will enter the depths of your consciousness to awaken Westin Flores’ slumbering soul. Do not resist..."

Carson Flores and Niall Sinclair stood quietly aside, not saying a word, even breathing very lightly.

Snow Zane was evidently very proficient in Soul Separation, operating methodically.

Samir Coffey cooperated throughout, making the whole process seem very smooth.

Westin Flores’ soul, dormant in the deepest regions of consciousness, was awakened and quickly recovered with Snow Zane’s help.

When Westin’s soul had recovered enough to sustain the body on its own, Snow Zane began to extract Samir Coffey’s Divine Spirit, forming a large, spiritual power-surging light orb, drawing it out from the body, and integrating it into Kaethor Jandric’s forehead under Snow Zane’s guidance.

Snow Zane used the secret technique to help restore Westin Flores’ soul and to thoroughly merge Samir Coffey and Kaethor Jandric’s bodies.

Carson Flores and Niall Sinclair waited beside them for a long time until they finally saw Snow Zane exhale a long breath and retract her hand.

Snow Zane’s face was pale, and she could almost not stand. Carson Flores hurriedly stepped forward to support her, asking with concern: "Senior, how is your body?"

Snow Zane took a breath and said, "This body is too severely injured, nearly didn’t hold on, but it’s okay; it won’t get any worse anyway."

After a moment, Snow Zane’s gaze fell on the quietly lying Samir Coffey and Westin Flores, and she said softly, "Your father’s soul has recovered quite a bit, but because it was suppressed for too long, it is very weak. Although I used the secret technique to help him recover a lot, to enable a better recovery, I have kept him in a state of sleep. It is estimated that it will take a month for him to awaken."

"As for Samir Coffey, he needs to completely unite his soul with his body, which also takes time. The time estimate is about the same. You just have to wait."

Carson Flores breathed a sigh of relief and expressed gratitude: "Thank you, Senior."

Snow Zane waved her hand, self-deprecatingly: "I’m just a waste now, and being able to help you is just making use of my uselessness."

Carson Flores consoled her: "Please don’t worry, Senior. The world is vast and full of wonders. As long as you are alive, there will be opportunities, and you will eventually find the medicine to heal your injuries."

Snow Zane gently nodded, remaining silent, clearly aware of the severity of her injuries and not holding much hope for recovery.

Carson Flores thought for a moment and said, "Though the Palace of Seven Beauties is quiet and conducive to healing, the space is enclosed, and staying too long may cause depression. How about I find a different place for you?"

Snow Zane raised her head in surprise: "Where to?"

Carson Flores laughed: "To a place where the sky is clear and the scenery is beautiful."

Snow Zane smiled: "Cultivators are the least afraid of loneliness, you can decide."

Carson Flores opened the Teleportation Gate, taking the two Sleeping individuals and Snow Zane out of the Palace of Seven Beauties, then summoned the Ethereal Pagoda, a beam of golden light poured down, drawing everyone into the pagoda.

Standing at the entrance of the grand hall, Snow Zane watched the expansive, end-to-end vista of majestic mountains and rivers, her eyes suddenly widening: "A world within a tower, is this an Innate Spiritual Treasure?"

Delarosa walked out from the grand hall, and Carson Flores introduced: "This is Sister Delarosa, the Artifact Spirit of the tower."

An Innate Spiritual Treasure with an Artifact Spirit?

Snow Zane was immensely shocked, her gaze falling yet again on Carson Flores: "You hide things well enough..."

Carson Flores giggled: "All for self-preservation, please forgive me, senior."

Snow Zane sighed: "You did nothing wrong. If I had met you a few years ago, knowing you had such a precious treasure, I, who was bent on revenge, might have had thoughts of killing you for it..."

Carson Flores smiled; if not for Snow Zane previously taking the Heavenly Oath that her life belonged to Carson, to repay the debt of gratitude, and for helping Samir Coffey with the Soul Separation, how could Carson have brought her into the Ethereal Pagoda?

Snow Zane settled within the Ethereal Pagoda, and Carson Flores set up a small building amidst the picturesque landscape of mountains and lakes as her dwelling.

A month passed by swiftly.

Westin Flores, who had been asleep for a month, slowly opened his eyes and gazed around at the unfamiliar scene with a puzzled look.

Where was this place?

Raising his hand and watching his fingers gently extend and contract, a look of joy appeared in Westin Flores’ eyes.

Wasn’t he taken over by the Demon Emperor when he explored Harmony Hollow, left with only a tiny fragment of consciousness?

He was now in control of his body again. Where was the Demon Emperor?

Westin Flores slowly sat up from the couch and, after careful confirmation, assured himself, yes, it was indeed his own body.

"Clack!"

The door was pushed open, and two men and one woman stood at the doorway, eyes all fixed on Westin Flores.

Westin’s gaze swept across the three, finally stopping at the young man’s face in front of him, his eyes opening wide.

Carson Flores!

Back when Samir Coffey took over Westin’s body and escaped the crypt of Harmony Hollow, he ran into Carson. Though they only exchanged a few words, it was enough for them to recognize each other.

This memory was engraved deeply in Westin’s soul, his source of persistence, his most cherished existence.

Carson Flores hesitantly called out: "Dad?"

At that single word, Westin’s defenses instantly crumbled, and his eyes reddened in an instant.

Seeing Westin’s reaction, Carson knew his father recognized him, and the heart he had been holding onto finally settled.

He had been worried that the long suppression of Westin’s Divine Spirit might cause damage, leading to inability to recover or memory loss, but now he no longer needed to worry.

Carson Flores entered the room, sat by the bedside, and asked with concern: "Dad, have all your memories returned? Is there any discomfort?"

Emotions were surging in Westin’s heart like waves crashing. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his turbulent emotions: "I’m fine, it feels like I’ve just woken up from a very long sleep. I remember being completely suppressed by the Demon Emperor, how did you wake me up?"