"Black Dragon King?"
Carson Flores asked curiously, "Who is that?"
Alfred Weaver explained softly, "The Dragon Clan is a general term, but it is divided into multiple races, such as Black Dragons, Golden Dragons, Azure Dragons, Jiao Long, and so on. Each has its own race, and there are struggles between them. However, in their attitude towards the Human Race, they act in unity and opposition."
"The Black Dragon King Jas Stone is very old, much older than my father. They used to be rivals and fought many battles. However, heroes appreciate heroes, and they forged a friendship through their fights."
"In my father’s most crucial battle before ending the chaotic tis, the Black Dragon King Jas Stone ca to offer his assistance. Although I have never t him, I know that despite being opponents, he had a close relationship with my father."
"Back then, he was just a young dragonling in the Black Dragon Clan, but now he is the king of the Black Dragon Clan, honored as the Black Dragon King. If you ever get into trouble with the Dragon Clan and can’t get back to the Celestial Palace in ti for help, you can ntion his na. It might help you."
Carson Flores understood; this was Alfred Weaver finding him so protection.
After all, being from the Human Race and wandering the Dragon Spirit Continent, there’s no guarantee he won’t encounter the Dragon Clan or run into problems. So Alfred Weaver prepared an escape route that could save his life at a critical mont.
"Alright, I’ll rember that."
Alfred Weaver hesitated slightly, her cheeks slightly red, "If you really find yourself in danger and need to seek him out, don’t say you’re an Immortal Palace Envoy. That identity won’t work on him. After all, his association is with my father, and he wouldn’t bother with my father’s subordinates..."
Carson Flores nodded, "Then what should I say?"
Alfred Weaver lowered her lashes, "Just say you are my father’s prospective son-in-law. With that identity, he will certainly step in to protect you. After all, a monk doesn’t hit a monk’s face..."
Uh, prospective son-in-law?
Carson Flores felt a bit awkward for a mont, touching his nose, knowing Alfred Weaver ant well and refraining from making a joke, he agreed earnestly, "Alright, I’ll rember that."
Alfred Weaver dared not look into Carson Flores’ eyes, stood up, and said, "You sit here for a mont, I’ll get you a Cultivation Technique."
Like an escape, Alfred Weaver hurriedly left, and Carson Flores sipped his tea, his gaze slightly complex.
This ti on his return, Carson Flores felt a more intense affection from Alfred Weaver, but what could he say?
He could only pretend not to know!
Soon, Alfred Weaver returned with a Cultivation Technique, her expression back to normal.
"This Moon Concealnt Art can perfectly hide your aura. As long as others don’t probe you physically, they won’t be able to detect your true strength. Also, once you master the Moon Concealnt Art, you can freely simulate different stages of strength and aura."
Carson Flores took the Jade Slip, "I can simulate a Human Immortal if I want Human Immortal, or an Earth Immortal if I want Earth Immortal?"
"Yes."
Alfred Weaver smiled, "The first stage is concealing oneself, but if soone can’t see through you at all, it will inevitably raise suspicion, prompting others to investigate. So it’s best to simulate a certain stage, which is least likely to arouse suspicion."
"This simulation is in all aspects: aura, external appearance, etc. In short, unless you expose yourself, outsiders without close inspection or special magical treasures won’t be able to discern it."
Carson Flores’ eyes lit up, "Great, this is a good thing. I’d better practice it well before setting out."
After eting with Daniel Patel, Carson Flores began his closed-door training.
This training lasted half a year.
In half a year, Carson Flores cultivated the Moon Concealnt Art to a great degree, reaching the level Alfred Weaver ntioned—being able to portray whichever realm he wanted at will.
Apart from practicing the Moon Concealnt Art, Carson Flores also practiced the Sun True Scripture.
The True Fire Mark in his eyes had gone from initially faint to now clear and distinct, marking his true advancent.
Now, whenever he operates the Sun True Scripture and visualizes True Solar Fire in his mind, the True Fire Mark appears in his pupils. This True Fire Mark can harm people from a distance because it embodies the true essence of True Solar Fire, making it quite powerful. The only drawback is the limited range of ten ters.
Within ten ters, anyone eting Carson Flores’ gaze would be burned by the True Fire Mark, similar to a direct attack of True Solar Fire, with astonishing power. But beyond ten ters, its power greatly diminishes.
As for the Reincarnation Sutra, Carson Flores temporarily sealed it away, choosing not to practice it since he only had the lower scroll.
If it’s incomplete, what’s the point of practicing it?
What’s the point if later on it just ends, like a blind man lighting a candle in vain?
In six months of training, although he gained a lot, Carson Flores’ realm and strength had not improved at all, still lingering at the Initial Stage of True Immortality.
When Carson Flores erged from seclusion, Alfred Weaver was overjoyed.
"Did you master it?"
Carson Flores nodded, displaying it to Alfred Weaver; the montum, the glow outside his body, all appeared completely real and indistinguishable.
Alfred Weaver praised, "Learning the Moon Concealnt Art is easy, but mastering it is difficult. You’re amazing to have cultivated it to such a high level in such a short ti."
Carson Flores smiled, "Any movent from the Heavenly Alliance?"
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