Chapter 1492: Chapter 1492: I’m very beautiful, not inferior to anyone!
Unfair?
What’s there to be fair or unfair about? Are you planning to look at twice and return the favor?
Even if I stripped completely, I bet you wouldn’t even look.
Carson Flores lifted his head, just about to say sothing, but suddenly froze.
Selah Ellison Fairy was right in front of him, the moonlight cascading behind her. Carson abruptly noticed that Selah wasn’t wearing a robe but rather a gauzy dress.
The moonlight filtered through the fabric, creating a hazy and indistinct silhouette, which made Carson’s heart jolt in shock.
She’s not wearing anything underneath?
What is she planning?
“Fairy…”
Carson managed to say just two words before a finger pressed firmly against his lips, silencing his sentence.
“Shh!”
Carson’s heartbeat suddenly quickened.
He had a vague premonition of what was about to unfold.
“Twice now, you’ve seen at my most miserable and least dignified monts, but honestly, I am not as pitiful as I seem…”
Her finger still rested against Carson’s lips, preventing him from speaking.
“I’m beautiful, just as beautiful as anyone else.”
As she spoke, Selah’s gauzy dress quietly slipped to the ground.
Carson’s breath faltered.
In the faint moonlight, Selah stood before Carson, so breathtakingly beautiful it was almost suffocating.
Her features, her figure, her curves…
Flawless!
Selah leaned in gently, seating herself diagonally on Carson’s lap, her face close to his ear, exhaling softly.
“Don’t ask!”
“Don’t say a word!”
Pausing briefly, Selah rested her face against Carson’s neck. He could feel her skin hot like fire, her body trembling slightly with nervousness.
“What are you waiting for?”
What are you waiting for?
Carson took a deep breath, reached out, and lifted Selah into his arms. Striding decisively, he headed toward the bed.
That night, rain pelted the banana leaves, fierce winds roared.
In that mont, the whole world only consisted of the two of them.
…
Carson slowly opened his eyes and turned his head to look beside him.
The space was empty.
Carson exhaled deeply, still lying there, though his heart felt hollow.
Desolate!
He knew she had left.
A sleepless night for both of them, though not a word had been exchanged.
She had forbidden him from speaking.
Everything was conveyed through the entwined and breathless passion of the night.
At last, when Carson couldn’t hold back anymore and tried to say sothing, she had silenced him with a kiss. After that, his consciousness had blurred, and he fainted quickly.
Even to the end, she still wouldn’t let him speak.
That woman—she was domineering even in bed!
From Selah’s nervous and inexperienced movents, it wasn’t hard for Carson to conclude sothing that surprised him imnsely, leaving him more bewildered.
Who exactly is she?
She possesses such terrifying power yet seems as blank as a sheet of paper?
During this ti, it seed only Easton Walters, in his final monts, recognized her when he saw the Golden Dragon Shears. No one else seed to know her, not even Theo Eaton, whom she referred to as a friend from the past—it was clear from his uncertain gaze that he had never t her before.
As these thoughts flashed through Carson’s mind, they eventually settled on one phrase Selah had spoken so calmly yet so forlornly when she entrusted him with the Golden-Winged Great Roc’s fledgling.
“I don’t have anyone I’m close to…”
“If I must na soone, you’ll have to do…”
Carson chuckled bitterly, murmuring softly to himself.
“Why wouldn’t she let talk?”
“I just wanted to tell her that she’s not alone anymore…”
“I just wanted to tell her that she truly is beautiful…”
Carson lay silently in bed for a long ti before he slowly sat up.
Life has to go on!
One day, they will et again!
Didn’t she promise to find him in the future after he studied alchemy properly with Theo Eaton, and accompany him to the Dragon Spirit Continent to seek the Soul Separation Technique?
The Immortal Path is filled with separations and reunions—that’s only natural, isn’t it?
Carson comforted himself inwardly. Regaining his resolve, he finally set aside his lancholy, left the city, and headed for Theo Eaton’s valley.
Near the valley, Carson settled Baby Gold before heading to the entrance.
“Senior, Carson Flores has co for our appointnt.”
Due to the complications of his White Crane Immortal Sect identity, it wasn’t convenient for him to take on another master. Referring to Theo Eaton as senior was no issue.
The formation opened, and Theo Eaton’s voice ca through: “Co on in.”
Carson stepped into the valley, where lush greenery flourished, and waves of dicinal fragrance wafted. In the distance, a row of houses lay nestled at the base of a cliff, surrounded on all sides by neatly cultivated dicinal plants, faintly reminiscent of the grandeur of the Valley of Myriad dicines.
Carson flew up toward the row of houses.
Theo Eaton erged from one of the houses, hands clasped behind his back, his expression calm as he looked at Carson.
Carson descended, bowing politely. “Greetings, Senior. Selah Ellison Fairy had urgent matters and left ahead of ti…”
“That’s no problem.”
Theo Eaton smiled faintly. “Skip the small talk. First, I’ll test your current skill level.”
Carson chuckled. “I’ll be troubling you, Senior.”
Theo Eaton replied heartily, “It’s no trouble at all. I acquired the Primitive Pill Scripture and am teaching you alchemy. Honestly, it’s hard to say who’s benefiting more… Co with .”
Carson followed Theo Eaton into a spacious room, where a golden pill furnace stood prominently at the center. Beside the furnace were two young won dressed as maidens who were stationed as guardians.
Theo Eaton seated himself cross-legged on the vacant area beside them. “What alchemy texts have you studied so far…?”
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