Chapter 1163: Call Me if You Need Help, I’m Fiercely Good at Fighting
Erik Jackson, though a formidable figure among the Ancient Eight Great Families, was after all a Cultivator. Formidable as he was, could he compare to an Immortal?
If he could have, then people like Malia Salinas wouldn’t have become Immortal Slaves.
Not to mention that Carson Flores had fierce entities like Cristopher Hopkins Immortal by his side. Even without them, Carson Flores, accustomed to solitude, had mentors and fellow disciples to rely on and wouldn’t plot against an old man who had taught him his skills.
Erik Jackson nodded, "The Jackosn Family is extinct, I have no ties to this world anymore. Though you are not my disciple, you have received my secret technique. You are the closest person to me, so go ahead."
Carson Flores chuckled, "Senior, you can head to Nutwood to recuperate and rest. Once you have recovered, you can claim the world for yourself. If you’re up for it, you could also find disciples to pass down the Jackosn Family’s unique arts. Although the Jackosn Family is gone, its legacy can continue."
Erik Jackson simply smiled, "We’ll see. Though the Jackson Family has many unique arts, the most precious is the Berserk Art. I have already passed it to you, the current Human Emperor. I am quite content, with no lingering obsessions."
Carson Flores responded, "Alright, it’s all up to you. As long as you’re happy, let’s go, senior. I’ll carry you."
Erik Jackson didn’t refuse, as he mentioned, he had passed the Berserk Art to Carson Flores. Carson Flores was his successor, the inheritor of his lineage, and there was absolutely nothing degrading about a successor carrying him.
The trio cautiously exited the Cave Mansion, using the Ground Shrinking Technique to shake off those undead spirits, and then proceeded unhurriedly towards the outside.