Chapter 1112: If he can’t handle it, what kind of Human Emperor am I!
Bright Moon City.
Carson Flores stepped off the commercial Flying Boat, a cumbersome little creature that looked like a combination of a squirrel and a bat, named Gracie Moses, was perched on his shoulder.
The master had mentioned that there was suppression of Spiritual Energy in the Sea of Annihilation. Having experienced Gracie Moses devouring the Myriad Spirit Blood Pearl and knowing the origins of Gracie Moses from the Forbidden Spirit Palace, Carson decided to bring Gracie Moses along.
What if it proved useful?
After all, it was a desperate place. No amount of caution was excessive!
The first time Cristopher Hopkins Immortal had seen Gracie Moses, he had asked Carson where he had found it, with a tone of considerable surprise.
Carson inquired if Cristopher Hopkins Immortal knew the origins of Gracie Moses, but he did not answer.
Even so, Carson was certain Cristopher Hopkins Immortal knew about Gracie Moses’ origins. How could something that an esteemed immortal from the Immortal Realm recognized be trivial?
This made Carson inevitably speculate. Could this little fellow be the master of the Forbidden Spirit Palace, the legendary Spirit Devouring Beast?
Regardless, he brought it along.
After booking a room in the largest inn, Carson went downstairs to eat.