Divine Emperor of Death

Ancestor Elizar Yantra's black-robed figure shot into one of the entrances of the grand tower and entered. After passing a few hallways and corners, he finally arrived in a hall.

No, it wasn't a hall, but it looked like a private room! Once Ancestor Elizar Yantra entered, he became stunned as he saw the large screen, a veil that covered the entire place in front of him.

Behind the veil, he could see the outline of a bed, and on top of it was a man, and three women stuck to the man as they serviced him. They were too close, but it appeared as if they were not dual cultivating but just massaging him.

Last time, he gloriously met the Poison Lord in a throne-like hall and was thoroughly stunned. Watching the Poison Lord's magnificent look and feeling his intimidating aura, he also wanted to become someone like that and couldn't help but plot a few schemes to become wealthy before finally taking over the Flowing Mist Sect.

He tried to rob wealth from the Alstreim Family and attract their Ancestor's attention before internally weakening them. This way, he felt that he could efficiently topple them!

Unfortunately, nothing went his way!

Nevertheless, the fact that the Poison Lord was a womanizer was common knowledge. It was said that he never went a week without dual cultivating with a woman of his choice. However...

Why was he given an audience at this private moment? He preferred waiting if this was what was waiting for him in this room!

"Haha... Elizar, it's been more than a hundred years..." An amused voice echoed out, "Since you wanted a secretive audience, I didn't go to my throne room, but since I'm too lazy to move locations, I called you here..."

"You don't mind or would peek, would you?"

"I don't dare, Poison Lord." Ancestor Elizar Yantra instantly moved his gaze away to the side, "I can wait-"

"No matter, since I made time for you, you better be thankful and have readied a present that would satisfy me..."

"Yes!" Ancestor Elizar Yantra clasped his hand and spoke while lowering his head, "I'm sure this gift would satisfy the Poison Lord."

A jade box appeared in front of him before it floated towards the Poison Lord, reeling in the veil with it. However, Ancestor Elizar Yantra kept his head lowered, so he didn't see the sight inside.

The Poison Lord didn't do anything. One of the women grasped the jade box and opened it with her lithe fingers, a smile appearing on her face before she presented it to the Poison Lord.

A purple-colored flower floated, exuding a mystical and soothing feeling towards the soul. The flower possessed nine lower-tier petals, seven mid-tier petals, and five upper-tier petals. The moment its appearance came into view, the Poison Lord's emerald pupils dilated!

"This is... an Undaunted Purple Lotus Flower!?"

He trembled and took the lotus flower into his palms, looking at it with utter concentration and disbelief. The next moment, he burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! You had something like this with you and yet didn't share it with me? How sly!"

"Poison Lord, I..."

"Good! Good! Very good! Hahahaha!!!" The Poison Lord pushed the three women away and exited the veil. At that very moment, blood splattered from the three of their necks as their heads fell. It was soundless, painless but eerie to Ancestor Elizar Yantra as he watched this sight in horror.

Wasn't it said that the Poison Lord was extremely protective of his women!?

"Now it's 'very' secretive, isn't it?" A man with young facial features appeared out of the veil as he hovered, wearing a dark-emerald robe that slightly shone in a mystical yet poisonous light. He possessed a sickly pale face, and combined with his long purple hair that stretched till his waist; he appeared devilishly handsome. However, a sharp steel-nail hung from his index finger, colored with a bit of crimson.

Ancestor Elizar Yantra felt a bone-chilling coldness creep on his back. This man was undoubtedly ruthless!

However, considering that they could just be three of the villa's maids who caught the Poison Lord's eyes for the day, he could understand. He had enjoyed many women in the Flowing Mist Sect and didn't care about them at all even after he dual cultivated with them. To him, they were just his playthings and entertainment, so he felt that this situation should be the same for the Poison Lord.

"What? Are you worried that the bedsheets have been stained? Don't worry. It will be cleaned up as soon as you leave." The Poison Lord smiled as he sat, a luxurious chair suddenly appearing below him.

Ancestor Elizar Yantra saw that there was no seating for him. Obviously, he was being humiliated, but he didn't dare say anything as he had come here to request. Right now, he felt extraordinary pain in his heart.

The Undaunted Purple Lotus Flower was a treasure that could even make mid-sized Territories like the Poison Lord Villa go crazy! Even he had almost gone mad when he found two of these extraordinary treasures in the past, only willing to use a single one for himself! However, it only served to raise his Soul Forging Cultivation to Mid-Level Supreme Soul Stage.

He knew that he didn't possess much of a talent for the soul path, so he had reserved the remaining one as a treasure that he would take upon reaching the Peak-Level Supreme Soul Stage. However, thousands of years passed, and he was still unable to enter the High-Level Supreme Soul Stage, much less the Peak-Level Supreme Soul Stage.

He knew about the Undaunted Purple Lotus Flower's significance towards Soul Forging Cultivators. However, he didn't have the necessary pill recipe or the alchemical prowess to concoct the pill that would allow him to enter the King Soul Stage. If he had used the Undaunted Purple Lotus Flower in its raw form, he knew that he could've only reached the Peak-Level Supreme Soul Stage.

That was why he was able to take it out. Otherwise, he wouldn't have brought the Undaunted Purple Lotus Flower as a negotiation chip.

'A man who knows how to sacrifice at the right opportunity will obtain what he wants...' He consoled himself as he spoke.

"Poison Lord, I want your help with killing the Alstreim Family's Ancestor, Dian Alstreim."

"Mhm? Dian Alstreim? That's right! I heard that you lost two times against the Alstreim Family, eh? You're miserable, Elizar! Hahahaha!" The Poison Lord pointed at him and laughed.

Ancestor Elizar Yantra inwardly raged, but once he saw the blood on that steel-blade, he calmed down as he realized that he was dealing with the Poison Lord, not some similar powerhouse whom he can offend just because the other party went too far.

"Then? What do you mean that you want to kill? You know that the Undaunted Purple Lotus Flower doesn't compare to Dian Alstreim's life that is protected by countless righteous sects. If I kill him for no apparent reason, the Astral Light Sect, the Heaven Mandate Temple, and the Vast Sky Emperor Palace will not stay quiet, not to mention that a Nine Western Territories that you're also a part of will send a punitive force that would cause my power a headache."

"Elizar..." The Poison Lord's smile suddenly widened, "Are you testing my patience?"

Ancestor Elizar Yantra's lips quivered, "It isn't my intent, Poison Lord. What I wanted to say is that you can help me kill Dian Alstreim when he comes to attack my Flowing Mist Sect under the name of justice. Poison Lord can just weaken him, and I'll take care of the rest."

The Poison Lord blinked before he laughingly stood up as he laughed, "Hahaha!"

"So that's what it was!" The Poison Lord placed his palm on Ancestor Elizar Yantra's shoulder, "You should've said it so in the first place. However, there's no need to go by myself. I'll send Devil Bane to your Flowing Mist Territory and call him if that Dian Alstreim comes knocking on your door. He alone should be enough to help you kill him."

"What do you say, Elizar?"

Looking at that poisonous smile, Ancestor Elizar Yantra's cheeks trembled, trying not to reveal a wry smile. He originally wanted the Poison Lord to kill Dian Alstreim, but it looks like in the Poison Lord's perspective, the Undaunted Purple Lotus Flower wasn't much.

"Yes, Poison Lord. I'm extremely satisfied with this arrangement."

"Hahaha! Good!" The Poison Lord turned around, his back facing Ancestor Elizar Yantra, "Oh, that's right! I almost forgot! What was that beauty's name again? Ah! Jue Yantra! I heard that she was one of your extremely beautiful daughters, has no talent, and still a virgin? Bring her to me upon the death of Dian Alstreim."

The Poison Lord turned around and smiled, "I won't treat her bad, okay~?"

Ancestor Elizar Yantra's expression trembled! How could he hand over his beautiful daughter just like that!?

'Courting death!' He screamed in his mind.

"After all, you've caused three of my maids to die. Don't you think that you should compensate, Elizar?"

Ancestor Elizar Yantra became taken aback, his expression twisting. In a few seconds, he couldn't help but feel the pressure become too much to handle that he caved in without even saying a word of rejection.

"Yes..."

He had made a deal with the devil, and if found out, no righteous sect would help him. There was no going back. For the same reason, he didn't ask for Ancestor Hiden Gilmore and Ancestor Larzen Metaxas's help. He knew that they would screw him over instead as he was aware of the resentment that they held against him and the Yantra Family.

The Poison Lord Villa was a dark organization, the opposite of righteous powers, but it was far stronger than the entire Nine Western Territories combined. The Poison Lord was not someone he or anyone in the Nine Western Territories can hope to offend!

"Alright, you can leave." The Poison Lord waved his hand and stretched his body, yawning as if he was tired.

"Yes!"

Ancestor Elizar Yantra turned around and left. He exited the grand tower and flew above the skies, his figure turning into a blurry haze that blocked all features. However, a clear gleam of hatred erupted from his eyes.

"Dian Alstreim, you bastard! Just come, I'll kill you as soon as you step into my Flowing Mist Sect!"