Divine Emperor of Death

Shirley was feeling all embarrassed when she suddenly recalled the strange matter back at the Ancestral Palace.

"Also... if my eyes didn't deceive me, were you flirting with the Sect Master?"

"Of course n-" Davis paused before he chuckled, "Okay, I did, but it was merely to make her uncomfortable. You see, when you make a woman uncomfortable, they'll naturally try to leave or make you leave. She knows getting involved with me isn't any good, so I made it seem ambiguous between us."

"Mhmm~~~?"

Shirley gave a sound of intense staring before she clenched her fists.

"Don't you dare teach me, the master of romantic relationsh.i.p.s, what is subtly going on between the two of you! Flirting is only uncomfortable when your presence is unneeded and looked down upon! However..."

"I know for a matter of fact that you have a chance with Sect Master as you're the person who helped kill her greatest enemy! That alone makes you extremely attractive as well as manly to her, especially with the way you fearlessly confronted Ancestor Cornelia! To a maiden like Sect Master Lea, that's basically an aphrodisiac!"

Davis's lips twitched as he heard her point out the matters that crossed his mind. He only felt that Sect Master Lea Weiss would feel gratitude, but romantic feelings? Wasn't that a bit farfetched?

"You're overthinking it..."

"You're undermining it..." Shirley shook her head, "I think you have a reasonable chance to make her yours if you actually try to court her. I support you because I think you deserve more...!"

She clenched her fists, looking like she encouraged him.

Davis blinked before he couldn't help but laugh.

"Shirley, I think you misunderstood my intentions. I was just genuinely trying to make her uncomfortable so she would let us go sooner."

Shirley became taken aback, looking confused.

"Really? You don't want a blindingly beautiful woman like her?"

She only knew how many men liked to make her theirs, but her man was saying otherwise?

"Oh..." Shirley looked dumbfounded at the obvious.

"Moreover, she's a Sect Master whose pride is above all. I don't think she would respect my wives. Even before that, once she knows that I have many wives, she would instantly reject me as the proud swan she is, so it is rather useless to court her if you ask me. It would only bring me trouble, not to mention that I'm rather having my arms full right now with you all."

Davis spread out his arms and embraced the empty air, looking as if he was hugging all of his wives in one big embrace that left Shirley crimson-faced.

However, the next second, he reached out his hand and patted her head.

"But I appreciate your care and attention towards me. I know that you think I always deserved the best as your man and wanted to make me happy by giving me your approval. It isn't as if I'm not tempted, but I'll pass as I have no romantic feelings for her. The connection we possess is limited with you as the center, and she has her own responsibilities as the Sect Master. I also muse that she is not the type to become a wife, so let's not needlessly disturb her, okay?"

'No, she is the type to become a wife after she chooses that only man important to her in her life, but...'

Shirley blinked, but she nodded her head and displayed her beautiful smile, "I understand. I won't bring up this matter again."

"Good, now go cultivate." Davis satisfactorily nodded his head, "I can't wait to have you back."

"Me neither..." Shirley stepped forward, gave him an intense hug as if recharging herself before she stepped back, sending him a flying kiss as she puckered her crimson lips before she looked all embarrassed and flew away.

'Well, can't complain about being smothered by my lovely women on both ends...'

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Natalya and Fiora were cuddling with Davis on both sides above the bed. Their soft and warm n.a.k.e.d bodies stuck to him. Low breathing sounds that sounded incredibly adorable could he heard over both his ears, making Davis incredibly horny as his towering rod pointed towards the heavens.

However, Natalya and Fiora were actually sleeping, so he didn't do anything to them, neither was he in a position to do anything with them as he was currently healing his soul.

In his mind, sending them out so he could recuperate wasn't an option. Instead, he took it as a break and made them sleep along with him. The cute noises they made while sleeping was music to his ears, and their soft bodies made him feel like he was afloat in heaven.

As a cultivator who could lift massive objects, he could only feel their softness and not their weight, so it was not suffocating at all but even felt as if he was melting into their embrace, their warmth providing him with its own comfortable feeling of healing while the life energy concentrated on his soul.

Nevertheless, he had his eyes closed, slowly drifting into sleep, yet not as he had to replenish his soul force with the continuous usage of soul force as well, not to mentions he was keeping that sizeable strands of tribulation lightning suppressed in his dantian.

For a moment after he had fainted, he was nervous that the tribulation lightning would've gone berserk, but it looks like it had been practically tamed.

However, considering that it might be the remnant effect of life energy suppressing them, he didn't dare stop showering them with a b.a.r.e minimum amount of life energy that was required to make them tame while diverting most of his soul force towards recovering his soul essence.

Davis thought, feeling complex about the way he should go. Keeping them tame was one thing, and refining them was another. If the tribulation lightning regained its berserk state while refining, then he would be in for a massive world of hurt, but he felt like he could suppress it again.

So, he felt like he could try a lot, but there weren't probably enough to try a lot. For safety, he had already gathered all the tribulation lightning into one single strand, so he only had a single or at most, two chances to try if the tribulation lightning was capable of being refined non-continuously.

'Well, even if I want to try refining the heavenly tribulation, it is after I regain back my soul essence...'

Davis drifted into a semi-state of sleep again.

Time passed.

At this moment, eight hours had already passed from the time he killed Ancestor Magnus Rein. He had recuperated fifteen percent of his soul essence from the forty-one percent he had lost, which already made him feel better, except there were a few moments of splitting headaches that shot through his mind, but it was something felt from the depths of the soul.

He didn't wake them up and continued recuperating.

Twelve hours...

Sixteen hours...

However, from time to time, they secretly shot Davis some glances, looking if he was still healing or not, and looking at his face possess a healthy hue from the pale hue he possessed, they gradually began to believe that he could truly heal himself.

At this moment, Davis opened his eyes.

After a full day, his soul essence had healed by thirty percent! He was no longer feeling or lethargic, nor did any uncomfortableness could be felt. He had regained back his strength, his towering rod that was lying limp once again piercing towards the heavens as their soft bodies made him horny again.

"Natalya... Fiora..."

He couldn't help but call out, wanting to restart the journey of p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e.

"Mhmm..."

Both of them woke up from his embrace, stretching their bodies as they displayed his natural curves to him. Their movements were as if though they had just woken up, but only he knew that they imperceptibly opened their eyes to look at his state every half an hour.

But it didn't mean they didn't sleep, sometimes losing control over themselves. However, one of the two sisters was always awake at a time, so they also seemed as if they had telepathy between them even though he didn't sense any exchanges of soul transmission from them.

Davis took in their curves before they slammed their bodies on him again, looking at him with worried smiles.

"What do you think?"

Davis eyed below, and their gaze naturally fell on his towering rod, making them slightly blush before they turned to look towards him.

"Your death would be because of a woman..."

Natalya fumed while she looked at him.

"Well," Davis couldn't help but chuckle, "I'll still die a happy man, no?"

"Davis, are you really feeling well...?" Another adorable yet worried voice echoed, causing Davis's face to turn to the side as he looked at Fiora's entrancing eyes.

"I feel just fine. Absolutely nothing to worry about..."

Both Natalya and Fiora looked visibly relaxed.

However...

Davis turned his face to the other side, "Come here..."

He reached out his hand and grasped her nape, pulling her in to share a hot kiss. Their lips touched, taking part in a feast as they began to passionate love with each other.

On the other hand, a sudden sloppy feeling of wetness surrounded the tip of his member. It was a bit tight, almost lowering down till his crotch but highly pleasurable as s.u.c.k.i.n.g sounds began to emerge from his rock-hard member that he couldn't help but reach out his other hand to grasp Fiora's head.

Two s.u.c.k.i.n.g sounds echoed, one on his lips and one on his rock-hard member. Two women began pleasuring him with their lips, making him feel incredibly good!

Obviously, Natalya and Fiora knew how he went hard from time to time, yet they couldn't do anything to calm his l.u.s.t down as he had to heal first. Their passionate feelings took over at this moment, making them want to please Davis with their intense love while they were smoldered by his heat as well!