1294: Chapter 1294: Big Sister, What Do You Want to Do to ?
1294: Chapter 1294: Big Sister, What Do You Want to Do to ?
Carson Flores was stunned.
In his estimation, since he had just arrived, they should have restricted his movents and not let him co into contact with more potentially sensitive information.
He was allowed to wander around the place?
“Thank you, senior.”
Of course, Carson Flores was willing to look around; although it wasn’t likely to bump into Shirley Miller, interacting with more people here, talking more, and understanding more, could always gather more information.
“Co with .”
The elder led Carson Flores back to the front yard, where the old woman was still lying in the chair, seemingly untouched, but as Carson Flores left the courtyard, he distinctly felt her gaze.
This old woman, sothing was off.
The elder took Carson Flores to a small wooden hut not far away, saying with a smile, “For these days, you may stay here.
If you need anything, feel free to co and find in my yard.”
“Thank you, senior.”
The elder smiled and said, “My surna is Jas, Aer Jas.”
Aer Jas?
Carson Flores subconsciously rembered the man who had captured Shirley Miller, Kobe Tate.
Aer Jas?
Tate, next Jas?
Seeming to see through Carson Flores’s confusion, Aer Jas took the initiative to explain: “My surna is Jas.
I abandoned my real na a long ti ago.
Everyone here does this, adding their surna to a sequential heavenly stem.
After all, there aren’t many people, and you’ll get used to it.”
Carson Flores suddenly understood; he had been sowhat worried that Kobe Tate might not be from Mystical Immortal Island, but now he believed it.
Now, his task was to find out where she was.
According to the tiline, she must have been brought back here by now.
“Alright, just take a stroll around the village.”
Carson Flores blinked, “Are there any taboos?”
Aer Jas laughed, “No taboos here; we don’t have many people.
Everyone is always happy to see visitors from outside since living here, they are all curious about the outside world.”
“Oh, by the way, feel free to wander around the village, but do not go to the back mountain.
That area is reserved for the Immortals for ditative retreat, and of course, it is guarded.
Even if you went there, you wouldn’t be able to enter.”
Back mountain!
Carson Flores’s heart skipped a beat.
It seed all the secrets of Mystical Immortal Island were behind that mountain peak, or maybe even inside it.
If Shirley Miller wasn’t in this village, could she be there?
Carson Flores readily agreed, “Alright, I definitely won’t wander off.”
After Aer Jas left, Carson Flores toured around the house before stepping outside.
The village covered a considerable area, and just as Carson Flores hadn’t walked far, he encountered a middle-aged woman, who retained a youthful charm, pruning flowers in her front yard.
“Hello, madam…”
The middle-aged woman looked up, seemingly stunned for a mont, then imdiately smiled warmly, “Newcor?”
Carson Flores nodded, “Yes, just arrived.”
The middle-aged woman carrying the shears ca out, staring at Carson Flores with a beaming smile and circled around him, that direct and bold scrutiny making Carson slightly uncomfortable.
Is this woman usually this direct?
“Young man, early stages of Hollow Void?”
Smiling, Carson Flores flattered, “Yes, madam, you are truly remarkable to see that at a glance.”
The middle-aged woman smiled, “Not bad in strength, how old are you?”
Carson Flores replied, “Just over two hundred.”
The woman’s eyes brightened intensively, her gaze fervent, “Not bad, still a robust young man.”
Carson Flores, seeing the bright gleam in the middle-aged woman’s eyes, felt vaguely uneasy.
Is this what you think of after our first eting?
Are there so few people here that this woman has beco desperate for a man?
“Madam…”
“Why stand at the door?
Co in and sit.
I just brewed so excellent wine a few days ago; I’ll treat you to a drink.
Tell about the outside world.
We haven’t had newcors in a long ti, and all we have here are so old folks.
I don’t even have anyone to talk to, it’s so boring.”
Before Carson Flores could respond, the woman grabbed his arm and pulled him straight into the courtyard.
Madam, how desperate are you?
eting for the first ti, and you’re already grabbing my hand?
What are you trying to do?
Inside the courtyard, the woman genuinely brought out a jar of wine and served two dishes as side dishes.
“Co, let’s talk while we drink…”
Carson Flores blinked, “Madam, isn’t it a bit early to start drinking during the day?”
Smiling, the woman poured wine into Carson Flores’s bowl, “I’m not like Aer Jas, drinking tea all day.
Tea isn’t as good as wine…”
Carson Flores no longer refused; he actually wanted to probe for so news.
Aer Jas ntioned that only Demi Immortals able to stay here were exceptionally strong, seeking longer lifespans; Carson Flores figured he wouldn’t be able to defeat any of them.
Since he couldn’t outfight them, he had to outwit them.
The wine was excellent, rich in Immortal Spirit Qi.
One sip, and the Immortal Spirit Qi was absorbed by his ridians, holding off many days’ worth of cultivation.
There were indeed many excellent things here.
No wonder everyone who entered Mystical Immortal Island left with significantly improved strength.
And those were the ones without cultivation talents or Immortal Fates; how much more could soone gain with those?
After so casual conversation with the woman and midway through the drink, her cheeks blushed slightly, her eyes watery and added with a touch of allure, almost dripping water.
“Brother Lin, I heard there have been significant changes outside recently, even Immortals appearing, do you know what’s going on?”
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