Divine Emperor of Death

Davis looked at Isabella's beautiful countenance.

She wore a luxurious golden-purple robe that matched with her waist-long purple hair. It radiated an immense aura that he had never felt before, the aura of a Peak-Level Emperor Grade Treasure even though it was a mere robe. Not only that but there were many things on her that screamed Emperor Grade. However, his focus was all on her beautifully sculpted face that melted for him, her bountiful assets that heaved for him as she sniffled.

In the same way, Isabella looked at his handsome face with her moist eyes for two long seconds before her figure flashed.

Before Davis could even blink, she had already thrown herself to him and hugged, trembling while holding him. A smile appeared on his lips before Davis wrapped his arms around Isabella, feeling her softness and warmth that he felt as if he missed her for an eternity.

"...?"

However, Davis noticed an anomaly, his expression turning almost exasperated.

The anomaly was in his emotions.

It was those damn strange and unnatural feelings again! It was present in him, making him feel a bit regretful about something but couldn't understand why.

However, he did understand why he would feel this way not only to Tina Roxley but also to Isabella.

'Yes, Tina Roxley's fake uncle Aurelius said that a purple-haired woman was present with me. That must've been Isabella, so it is possible that this became a problem after I witnessed those strange images I couldn't recall anymore...'

Davis couldn't help but feel complicated.

'Could it be that these feelings are undoubtedly mine but from another timeline or something else? Surely, Fallen Heaven's power doesn't involve Time or Space Laws... Damn, I watched too many sci-fi movies back on Earth...'

Nevertheless, Davis didn't let this slight interference disturb him. No, it was incapable of influencing him. He only felt these unnatural feelings when he was extremely close to Isabella, but even that wasn't anything affecting like the one he felt with Tina Roxley. That was a massive wave, while this was just a ripple in the ocean.

He didn't even feel these strange feelings if he didn't concentrate on it.

"Had enough?"

"No, you still owe me a thousand kisses..."

Princess Isabella replied in an endearing tone, causing him to grin.

"I would love to give those thousand kisses, but here? We already gathered some attention to us, you know. There's some unwilling and angered gazes as well..."

"Just ignore them..." Isabella took her head back and looked at his face as she placed her hand on his cheek, "Come, I'll take you to my newly built palace. It'll also be our matrimonial palace if you allow it..."

She grasped his hand and took him towards her Imperial Palace.

Davis smiled as he asked, "Didn't you rush out hearing that the venue is here?"

"I want to hear from your own mouth, Davis." Isabella looked back, "As you can see, there's a lot of unwillingness in this place that I don't think we'll receive any well-wishes from the people."

Davis could feel those gazes from numerous people even if he didn't turn around to look. His senses tingled, but that just caused his pride to inflate.

Of course, it was obvious that everyone was intent on obtaining Isabella, even if they realize that they're nothing but a toad trying to l.u.s.t after a swan. At the moment, he considered himself similar because he knew that he hadn't reached her level yet, but in terms of difficulty on reaching the King Soul Stage, his status as a Soul King was enough to match hers.

However, how many knew that he was a Soul King?

To them, he was nothing more than at Seventh Stage or less, nothing more than that they were probably unconvinced that he did not also match with Isabella, thinking that they are on the same level either way. He could tell that they thought they were better than him in some way because most of them were now at the Gold Stage, the Fifth Stage in Body Tempering Cultivation that was considered a Powerhouse in the Grand Sea Continent the last decade, and probably even this decade although it was changing.

'They all have their pride and ego inflated more than me...' Davis inwardly laughed before he commented.

"It's surprising to see that you haven't killed them yet..."

Isabella and Davis entered the Imperial Palace as she let him go, raising her head above to look at the bright ceiling before she heaved a breath, her back looking burdened.

"Sigh, if it was only that simple... I don't consider these bastards by half-brothers anymore, but they are still father's children no matter what. I can't keep killing them all as I feel like I killed enough, and I can't bear to see father saddened anymore even if he does not say anything."

"It's not like they try nasty things anymore, or I wouldn't leave them alive. So, I can only passively try to get rid of them, like wait for them to make a mistake as they did with the time they tried to make problems for your empire, only to have been beheaded or imprisoned by your little sister. They no longer try anything stupid and are just watching, probably given up but still reluctant."

Davis sighed on hearing Isabella's account.

Emperor Mark Ruth was a good man and a person he respected. Davis couldn't tell how it felt for him when Isabella and Clara killed his other children. Nevertheless, when Davis imagined himself in his place, that his own children might end up killing each other for a top-tier woman, he couldn't help but sympathize with Emperor Mark Ruth.

That was truly a tragic scenario for a father to see. He felt like praising Isabella for holding back her killing intent because it wasn't an easy thing to do, especially when Isabella didn't leave her enemies alive as she was a ruthless character herself.

"However, I'm afraid that they might try to do something during our marriage." Princess Isabella turned to look at him, her visage not at all afraid, "It's not like we can't take care of it, but I don't want any kind of trouble to take place, so I think it's fine if our marriage isn't here but in your Loret Empire, Davis."

Davis shook his head, but before he could reply, his eyes lit up.

"Davis, look at you! You've grown up into a fine man!"

"Haha! Mark, you've also stepped into the Martial Master Stage. How powerful!"

"Ahaha! Thanks to you, son-in-law, for gifting me that heavenly nectar! Without that, my cultivation wouldn't have progressed this rapidly!"

Emperor Mark Ruth arrived in front of Davis and gave him a bear hug while Davis also did the same.

Isabella looked at them with a huge smile on her face. Seeing her man and father approve of each other made her satisfied than ever. Furthermore, they were on a first-name basis from apparently before she loved Davis, which would make them brothers. However, because she was going to marry Davis, they were going to become in-laws, which she found amusing.

"What were you two talking about?" Mark Ruth separated as he asked with a smile.

"Isabella and I were just discussing if it is feasible for us to marry here when there are so many voices of reluctance and unwillingness."

Mark Ruth nodded, "I understand your worries, Davis. You can do as you wish."

Davis blinked. Was Mark Ruth also of the same opinion? How willing were they?

"No, it will happen as Isabella wished. It's just that I cannot kill as I please since they're your children. I do not want to dishearten father-in-law either, neither does your daughter." Davis was straightforward.

Mark Ruth stared at Davis before he sighed.

"Those foolish sons of mine don't know what they're doing. Although our ancestors normalized marriage between half-siblings to preserve bloodline, it rarely happens, but this time, they're taking it too far when they're not worthy at all. I've already told them many times not to pursue Isabella, but they end up doing just that, killing themselves in the process."

"Son-in-law, know that I don't blame your little sister. Her magnificence doesn't fall short of my own daughter Isabella since she is an inheritor herself, and I know that she will kill any man who targets her brother's women."

"Good..." Davis smiled, "Then what do you propose we do to make them stop killing themselves during the marriage date?"

Mark's brows twitched. He opened his lips, trying to say something, but in the end, he sighed.

"Give me some time, a day to think. I want to punish those foolish sons myself."

"I understand..."

"As Isabella said, you're a calm and level-headed person." Mark Ruth satisfactorily smiled.

"Mark, are you sure that you want to marry your prized daughter to me?" Davis raised his brows, "There are so many talented individuals in the Fifty-Two Territories that-"

"No, no, I don't know about them. I only know about your talents, potential, and achievements, as I heard from Isabella. I was already approving of your talent and character way before she fell in love with you, and after hearing her account, I'm practically convinced that there's no need to think again."

Mark Ruth spoke with a significant smile as he waved his hand, causing Davis to smile heartened. The other party's intent was not faked, while Isabella rolled her eyes when she sensed him using his Heart Intent. However, she did not think lowly of him as she too wanted to know the answer.

She hadn't said anything to her father about his latent advancement into the King Soul Stage as they once promised when they left, so would her father still think that he deserved her after she had become this strong?

Looks like she had been worried for nothing because her father seemed to believe in his character and potential.

"Moreover, with that heavenly nectar, I believe that it's just a matter of time before son-in-law enters the Martial Sage Stage and further. I already have heard that son-in-law reached the Supreme Soul Stage while your Essence Gathering Cultivation is also powerful, managing to conjure Superior Law Manifestation. When there are so many good things about you already, it's hard to say no, so son-in-law doesn't need to worry needlessly."

Mark Ruth smiled wryly abruptly.

"Moreover, my opinion means very less when both of you are stronger than me."

Davis was about to retort when Mark Ruth shook his head.

"My point is, please take care of my daughter after she is married to you. She's stubborn and aggressive, but she's faithful and caring, not even knowing how to lie or scheme. I, as her father, guarantee you that she treats the people she loves the best!"

"I already know that..."

Davis winked at Isabella, causing the latter to blush because she had already been taught how to scheme by Davis while Mark Ruth began to chuckle.

"Hehe, looks like I need not worry about the relationship of you two. Young ones can entertain themselves while I'm off. There are two weeks left, so both of you do your best to hold back! Ahaha!"

"Father!"

Isabella clenched her fists and screamed while Mark Ruth brazenly walked off after making the atmosphere ambiguous.

Davis reached out his hand, captured her wrist as he raised his brows, "Where's your bedroom?"

Isabella glared at him with her beautiful black eyes, her cheeks reddening till they turned crimson. She stared at him, lightly shaking her head, but Davis kept his stare like a predator focusing on its prey.

Before long, Isabella somehow ended up in her bedroom with Davis, feeling her heart palpitate crazily as the door closed.