Divine Emperor of Death

After Davis spent two entire days with Fiora, loving her intimately and deeply satisfying her, cuddling with her for some time, showering her with sweet words of love as he genuinely felt so, he made her fall in love with him all over again.

Nevertheless, good things have to come to an end.

The both of them stepped out and were naturally teased when a bunch of devilish women spotted them in the hall.

It was as if though they were camping to ambush them.

He left Fiora to them, who devoured her before he went ahead and visited a person he felt that he didn't talk too much after what he did.

*Knock!~*

He knocked on the door and almost instantly saw a majestic red-robed woman open the door, her eyes lighting up with emotion as she held the door.

"Zestria, how have you been?"

Davis's voice was gentle as he maintained a straight face because he felt a little awkward in front of her bright and gentle gaze.

"I'm exhilarated. I'm glad that to have your eminence visit me..."

Davis's mouth slightly parted as he couldn't help but feel moved by her words.

Even if he had taken Zestria and made love to her, there was an interval of few days for her to come out of her strange reverie of displaying love towards him, but looking at her expression and body language, it was obvious that she was still in love with him.

He felt it hard to find that she was above three hundred years old. However, from learning Lea Weiss's demeanor and personality, he agreed that age possessed little effect on cultivators other than increasing their experiences.

Whether they learned from that experience and became dumb, smart, or wise was totally another thing as all experiences could not be positive.

Was this because they stayed youthful, and therefore, didn't experience a massive change to their demeanor, character, and even their way of thinking?

After all, when a mortal stays youthful, they would play till they are exhausted, but once they reach adulthood and start straining their muscles in movements that they were previously able to do with ease, they would not prefer to play much. It was not a pure change of mentality nor a change caused by experience, but a change of mentality caused by their aging body.

Cultivators did not meet with this phenomenon unless they were injured, and people like Zestria Domitian, Young Mistresses of their powers, rarely met with setbacks, and perhaps, her first setback, a life-changing one at that, was being sent to him as a slave, which toppled her life but instead of her hating him, she chose to love him.

Although Davis wanted to make sense out of this situation and her feelings towards him, he did not bother much about the intricacies and wrapped his arms around her waist, bringing her closer to him as he embraced her by the door.

Zestria Domitian trembled but then relaxed in his embrace as she laid her head on his chest, feeling that she was loved even if it were just a fake gesture.

"I didn't ask what you felt about me visiting you, but how have you been?"

"I'm doing my work properly, D-Davis. I went to look after sister Shirley this morning too."

Zestria's voice was laden with nervousness that he couldn't help but smile.

"Zestria, that still isn't the answer to my question."

"I'm… fine?"

She hesitatingly answered before she felt her thighs lift as he took her inside. Zestria froze to be princess-carried like this.

Did he come for her body, to become intimate with her again?

She couldn't help but recall the pleasure and became part expectant and part shy. However, he took her to the nearby sofa and placed her on it, sitting beside her.

"You can use your cultivation freely now, Zestria."

As Davis held Zestria closer as he grabbed her soft waist, he placed a kiss on her cheek and spoke.

Zestria blinked at this lovable gesture before she turned to look at him. Their faces were only a few inches away, but his sapphire eyes entranced her.

"I… I'm not forbidden to use my cultivation anymore?"

"Yes, you are free as my other women."

Davis solemnly nodded, causing Zestria to look moved as she embraced him.

"I'm honored..."

She couldn't believe that a few days was all it took for her to place even a bit of faith in her.

Last time, he told her not to use her cultivation in this place, not because he was deeply suspicious of her, but because he thought that her mindset could change, but after a few days, she had proved that it was not the case. Her love towards him didn't change but had only gotten stronger that he could feel it without even using his Heart Intent when embracing her.

He kissed her forehead and caressed her crimson hair, but feeling her warmth take over him, his lower body was reacting in a direction that he didn't want to at his moment.

*Knock!~*

The door was suddenly knocked, but before Zestria could even say anything or react, a golden-robed figure walked in.

"Ah, Zestria. This place is too relaxed. No one wants to work me to death anymore… this is getting ridiculou-"

The melodious yet helpless voice suddenly froze. The owner of that voice was a curvy woman who possessed golden eyes, her pupils reflecting Davis and Zestria in an embrace, causing her to be dumbfounded before she flinched.

"Do you want to be slaved to death?"

Davis stood up and walked towards Bylai Zlatan, who seemed to have free access to roaming around although her cultivation was still sealed. He stood beside her, overlooking her expression with strict eyes.

"No…!"

Bylai Zlatan inwardly screamed as to why the Emperor of Death was here but recalling the fact that Zestria Domitian was truly taken as his woman, she couldn't help but feel that she had made a mistake. However, she wanted to explain herself and asked a question.

"I don't understand why I'm here as a slave..."

"To suffer in your family's stead, of course. You'll be worked when required. Until then, you can relax and be a prisoner. However, if you make even the slightest mistake, expect the worst of what you can experience."

Davis spoke with indifference before he left the place, leaving the two women dumbfounded. However, before he left, he also left a spatial ring beside Zestria's seat that contained many fire-attributed Peak-Level Spirit Stone Vein Fragments and a Vein Source.

Zestria had just looked into it before she felt extremely heartened. His words weren't just decoration but his actions made it clear that he truly wanted to look after her, but then clenched her teeth at the golden-robed woman in front of her.

"Bylai, you did me bad..."

"I didn't mean to… I'm sorry."

Bylai Zlatan apologized while Zestria calmed, shaking her head.

"It's fine. To tell the truth, I didn't expect his em- Davis to come here as well."

"You can call his name now?" Bylai Zlatan's gaze appeared complicated as she looked at Zestria, "I'm glad it worked out for you."

Zestria lightly smiled, "What about you?"

Hearing her question, Bylai Zlatan couldn't help but wryly smile.

"I am not going to be as lucky as you."

Looking at the Emperor of Death leave when he could've absolutely had his way with her, it was obvious to her that he didn't have any intentions to take her, or perhaps he had something urgent to do?

Bylai Zlatan shook her head as she didn't want to delude herself.

Zestria still didn't understand what Bylai Zlatan truly wanted as she didn't answer with direct words. But still, feeling closer to Bylai more than anyone in this place, she couldn't help but ask.

"Are you sure that you don't want to be assertive like you wanted me to? Even Sect Master Lea Weiss of the Burning Phoenix Ridge seemingly chose to become his woman, and she's not making a big fuss about it. Don't you know?"

Bylai Zlatan's expression froze.

Such a dignified woman had actually become his woman?

Furthermore, news that someone in the Burning Phoenix Ridge encountered heavenly tribulation spread, although it wasn't clear if they ascended or not.

Could this be related to that news!?

"Bylai, I want to be loved by him, embraced by him." Zestria suddenly spoke while having a solemn expression on her face, "I don't care what you think of me, but I'm abandoning my previous identity as a Domitian for him. I never liked to be called a Domitian in the first place, although I was proud of my Fire Dragon Blood. However, if you can't abandon your previous identity and continue to remain indecisive, then please don't near him."

Bylai Zlatan was taken aback as she kept blinking.

"You are already thinking what's best for him?"

"I'm willing to give it all to make this work. I will aim to become one of his proper wives, and from then on, focus more on my cultivation as it is clear that he takes care of his women well. If he can do that much, then I will reciprocate more than he could possibly take from me…!"

Bylai Zlatan's brows twitched at this passionate speech.. This woman in front of her was completely in love, perhaps blinded by it.