Divine Emperor of Death

Davis appeared stunned while holding the pitch black curved blade, unable to believe that it was actually releasing death energy. His eyes narrowed as he began sensing the undulations it gave him, realizing that it was at Peak-Level Emperor Grade, its prowess only three levels higher, leading to a slight disappointment.

However, he was shocked to find something more to it.

"Yama!"

Davis's astonishment only grew as he sensed the familiar armament spirit.

Yama was the armament spirit of the Grieving Emerald Scythe. However, he had given Yama to someone else for an upgrade, including Lancelot, the Golden Sheen Obsidian Spear.

But this purplish-black scythe wasn't the same Grieving Emerald Scythe but was something else entirely.

He couldn't help but use his soul sense to once again check the composition of this scythe.

The hardness of the scythe seemed malleable yet sharp, but as for the durability, he couldn't tell. This armament was like a pitch-black abyss that wouldn't let him see through it.

However, he learned that Yama was dormant, perhaps, undergoing a qualitative change from darkness to death attribute since he seemed to have been transplanted. He wasn't able to tell what was going on even though he had an inkling, turning to look at Shirley for answers while she possessed a smug look on her face.

"It's Sophie… she exited seclusion and told me to give this to you a month ago since I occasionally come out to feed Eterna."

"Sophie…"

Davis's expression became complicated. That outright yet shy, justice-loving woman was working too hard for him, not only looking after cultivations but forging weapons for everyone. The more armaments she made, the more her experience surged, but to do all that without taking a single break, wasn't it taxing for her?

He was afraid that she might break but judging by Shirley's attitude, it seemed that this was Sophie's prideful work, causing her to be passionate about it.

He guessed that it was Sophie who made this scythe since he had given Yama and Lancelot to her for an upgrade since Ellia had seemed to have taught Sophie the technique to extract and imbue armament spirits from one armament to another empty or an armament with a nascent spirit, which is a spirit that had not given birth to its consciousness or identity as Yama and Lancelot did.

However, where did Sophie obtain the materials to create this pitch-black scythe?

He didn't provide them, so it could only be someone else.

Initially, he thought Ellia had also given Sophie some unique death-attributed ores, but from where could she have obtained it? Even if she obtained it, Sophie was a fledgling in forging, although she had reached the Emperor Grade a long time back, and now, she might've already reached Peak-Level Emperor Grade in terms of knowledge and skill. However, there was no way she could work on death-attribute ores without a mentor present.

Even if she did try, he was afraid that he would harm herself greatly as forging something as a death-attribute would ore would basically be poison. Even poison-attribute ores inflicted their forgers with toxic poison, much less death-attribute that was even more dangerous.

Therefore, he felt someone else was responsible for this matter.

"Lereza, are you the one who gave the materials to Sophie and helped her make this scythe?"

Davis's voice resounded out loud, causing Shirley to blink as she let go of the long hilt.

The skin over the palm was protected by the combination of fire and ice energy since the death energy was rather berserk and prickly enough that it harmed the user, but for Davis, she imagined that there wouldn't be much trouble.

"Indeed, it is I who gave Sophie the Dreary Grave Woe Ore, a death-attributed peak-Level Emperor Grade Ore, and helped her forge your weapon that Sophie claimed you liked."

A figure manifested from thin air, turning into a voluptuous pink-robed woman with black hair and a few greenish hair strands. She sat on a white cloud, gently swaying while she had her face inclined above as though looking down on Davis.

Davis didn't mind this child's arrogance as it was fake and asked straightforwardly, "What is this Dreary Grave Woe Ore you speak of? Where did you find it, or did you have it already?"

He had never heard about it, so he imagined it must be something from the First Haven World.

Hearing Davis's question, Lereza's eyes brightened as she smiled.

"I had it with me, but of course, death-attribute ores are almost impossible to be found naturally, so don't bother looking for one."

"The Dreary Grave Woe Ore was originally an Immaculate Subsuming Ore, an Emperor Grade Ore that's able to become an exhibit the attribute that it absorbs. It was placed in a graveyard where blood is missing, but death is thriving, and after thousands of years of immersion in the deathly sands, the Immaculate Subsuming Ores would have completed its transformation into Dreary Grave Woe Ores."

"I see."

Davis couldn't help but smile wryly. He understood that this scythe was rare and precious but what use was it if it couldn't accompany him?

Wouldn't it meet the same fate as the Grieving Emerald Scythe and the Golden Sheen Obsidian Spear if it was unable to keep up with him?

"However, the best property of the Immaculate Subsuming Ore is that it is an ore that's able to grow along with the user up to the peak of the Immortal Stage as long as the user provides it with an equal amount of attribute essence it requires."

Davis's eyes brightened, "In this case, my soul essence that's filled with death energy?"

"Correct." Lereza sounded smug while her pink veil hid her luscious lips, "The Immaculate Subsuming Ore hides great potential and extreme durability despite its absorbing nature. However, when this scythe of yours enters the realm of Immortal Armament, it will naturally attract a heavenly tribulation, so beware."

Her tone became solemn as though she was truly warning him, causing Davis to nod.

"How can I increase its innate prowess?"

"That is determined by the quality of the Immaculate Subsuming Ore and the essence it first absorbs to solidify itself. If you want an armament with more prowess, find an Immortal Grade Immaculate Subsuming Ore, including a better source of death energy, before merging it with your scythe."

"For example, if you had fed the Death Essence Orb to an Immortal Grade Immaculate Subsuming Ore, then it would've become four or five levels higher in prowess, and four levels higher isn't a kidding matter in the Immortal Stage."

Davis kept nodding, his light smile practically enlarging.

"Do you have it?"

"Yes- I mean, no!"

Lereza shook her head, but her slip of the tongue caused Davis to knowingly nod one last time.

"So you do indeed have it."

"You… haven't earned it yet!~"

Lereza disappeared with a shout, leaving him shaking his head.

He had been eying her spatial ring for a long while now, and it seemed like it contained treasures far beyond what he could think of. It made him wonder if there was a point system he was unaware of.

After all, Lereza admitted that she was here to serve Saintess Myria, so this palace and the treasures in it were designed to help Myria and perhaps her followers.

It made him what more Lereza was hiding before she opened up to him, but he was indeed bad, bullying her into crying, but he couldn't help it either as she was biased against him because she wanted Myria as her master and not him even though he earned the Nine-Treasured Immortal Ordeal Palace for himself.

Shaking his head one last time, he turned to look towards Shirley.

"Where's Sophie?"