Chapter 1194: The Superior Descends to the Lower Realm, This Time You’re Surely Dead!
"Ah, right!"
Carson Flores slapped his thigh, his eyes suddenly lighting up, "How could I have forgotten that, just because it’s not available in the Human Race territory doesn’t mean the Demon Race territory won’t have it... Princeton, come over here."
Although Princeton Pearson was a servant, his age of eighteen hundred years fully qualified him to be called "Old Princeton."
Princeton was slightly startled, after all, the title "Old Princeton" carried a hint of closeness.
The Human Emperor calls me Old Princeton...
Princeton’s mood was unexpectedly tinged with a subtle nuance.
"Old Princeton, do you know much about Spiritual Medicine?"
Princeton nodded: "I know a little."
Carson inquired, "I’m currently in need of a Spiritual Medicine called ’Bodhi Blood,’ I’ve searched the entire Spiritual Medicine trade festival, and not even a whisper of it did I hear. Have you heard any information about this Spiritual Medicine?"
"Bodhi Blood?"
Princeton thought for a moment, then his eyes brightened: "I’ve heard of it."