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?"