The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 1784: Chapter 1784: The Slave Who Escaped Alive

How could no one on the entire continent know where the Spirit-Separation Sect is?

Is there no disciple of the Spirit-Separation Sect willing to earn these ten-million Spirit Stones?

Or did they not see it?

If this can’t get any information on the Spirit-Separation Sect, how could he possibly find it himself?

Just when Carson Flores was feeling a bit anxious, the transmission stone suddenly stirred.

”Sir, we received a message from the Baiyuan City branch, you might be interested...”

Carson asked expectantly, ”Did someone take the task?”

”Yes, but this person doesn’t know the location of the Spirit-Separation Sect.”

Carson was a bit confused: ”Then what’s the situation?”

”Although this person doesn’t know the location of the Spirit-Separation Sect, he has been inside the sect and lived there for a period of time.”

Carson’s eyes lit up sharply: ”Where is he?”

”He’s currently at the Baiyuan City branch. If you need, I can have my colleague keep him there until you arrive. Of course, he could come to you too, but you might need to pay some extra compensation.”

Carson responded decisively: ”I’ll go directly.”

This place is the City of the Domain Gate, located on the edge of the continent, and the Gilded Sands Desert is in the center of the continent, so he must leave here and head to the center.

”Alright, when you arrive at Baiyuan City, just go to the Adventurers Association branch and present your task card.”

Carson confirmed Baiyuan City’s location and took a passenger commercial flying boat.

It was slow, but safety came first.

The journey was uneventful, and Carson smoothly arrived at Baiyun City, where, with the help of the adventurers branch, he met the man who claimed to have been inside the Spirit-Separation Sect.

The man was in his thirties, wearing a metal mask, appearing very mysterious.

The man sized up Carson: ”Are you the one looking for the Spirit-Separation Sect?”

Carson nodded: ”Yes, I am.”

The man inquired, ”What do you want with the Spirit-Separation Sect?”

Carson answered candidly: ”Neither foe nor friend. I have something I need their help with, but I can’t find where the Spirit-Separation Sect is, so I offered a bounty.”

The man showed a hint of disappointment: ”I thought you were an enemy of the Spirit-Separation Sect.”

Carson squinted slightly: ”Do you have a grudge against the Spirit-Separation Sect?”

The man shook his head: ”Yes and no. Actually, I was just curious who was looking for the sect, which is why I came.”

Carson nodded: ”Tell me what you know, and I’ll give you sufficient compensation.”

The man sighed: ”I don’t know the exact location of the Spirit-Separation Sect, but I’m sure it’s in the desert...”

Carson asked softly: ”Gilded Sands Desert?”

The man widened his eyes in surprise: ”You know?”

Carson nodded: ”I only know that much, but I’ve seen the map. The Gilded Sands Desert is vast, and finding a hidden sect within it won’t be easy.”

The man nodded: ”It’s definitely not easy; no, you’ll never find it, because the Spirit-Separation Sect is underground.”

Carson’s eyes sparkled: ”Under the desert, huh? Just as I thought. Tell me about your experience, maybe we can find some clues.”

The man nodded, not asking how much payment, he just began to talk directly: ”I once passed through the Gilded Sands Desert, where I encountered bandits. I fought desperately to break through, barely escaped, but due to my severe injuries, I passed out in a canyon.”

”When I woke up, I discovered I was no longer in the canyon, but in an Underground City. My wounds were treated, and I felt much better.”

”I thought some kind soul had saved me and felt grateful, but what I didn’t expect was, they didn’t save me out of kindness; they made me a slave in the Underground City.”

”I had no strength to resist, so I could only live as a slave, helping them refine Spiritual Energy daily, maintaining the Great Formation underground for about three years. During a Sect ceremony, I used a magical treasure I crafted to evade inspection, fled for my life, and was then hunted by them.”

”If it weren’t for the enormous sandstorm, I would certainly have died at their hands, but that sandstorm caused me to get completely lost in the desert. After much difficulty, I finally escaped.”

Carson asked: ”During those three years, were you always a slave?”

”Yes!”

The man’s tone became a bit agitated. He removed the mask from his face, revealing a brand on both his forehead and face, with the same pattern resembling a flying bird.

”Every slave has such a brand on their face, created by a Special Envoy. Unless I peel off my entire face, I can’t remove it. After escaping, I was worried the Spirit-Separation Sect would find out who I was and silence me, so I always wore a mask.”

Carson asked: ”So, according to what you say, is the Spirit-Separation Sect an evil sect?”

The man looked complicated: ”The people of Spirit-Separation Sect are all mad. They’re specialists in Divine Spirit techniques and love researching the Divine Spirit. Those slaves who can’t endure it eventually become their experimental subjects, living lives worse than death.”

”They have also created various terrifying soul monsters, incredibly powerful. They use these soul monsters to guard their sect, and it is said that they sell such monsters to outsiders at hefty prices...”