Divine Emperor of Death

"Well, this is a proposition that will possibly make you smile all day long!" Davis spoke before his expression changed into a sheepish smile, "I have a method to heal your dantian."

Edgar Alstreim possessed a wry expression on his face as he felt that Alchemist Davis was kidding but looking at his smile, his expression became solemn before it slowly turned into one of shock!

"What!?"

*Tap!~*

Davis's hand that was on Edgar Alstreim's shoulders instantly moved, striking over the side of his neck with the edge of his palm! At the same time, the Soul Suppressing Art descended on Edgar Alstreim, completely catching him off-guard. In that split second, Edgar Alstreim was unable to react, and the monumental pressure combined with the brunt of the attack caused him to faint!

Edgar Alstreim's eyes went dull as he collapsed, but Davis quickly supported him from falling. However, before he completely fainted, he was sure that he heard these words echoing in his ears as if it came from the distant horizon.

"Explaining is a bit of a headache... So I'd like you to sleep for a while..."

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Eyelids fluttered, and a few fingers twitched.

A man laid in rest on top of the bed while there was an imperceptible smile on his face as if he was going to drool while having a lewd dream. His eyes that kept fluttering shot wide open suddenly before he looked at the familiar ceiling. He instantly recognized this place as his room.

Strangely, he felt redeemed and at rest, as if there was nothing for him to worry about, but something continuously irked inside him. It was as if there was something telling him that there was an important thing for him to look into!

It took him a few seconds, but he sat up straight in an instant and screamed, "Tia!"

He quickly got out of the bed and exited the room by the end of the corridor, rushing towards the Training Hall in a few seconds, but no one was there, making his eyes widen in panic. He quickly returned and headed towards his daughter's room, spreading his soul sense towards every part of the mansion his soul sense could cover except for the private rooms.

He found no one, not even the servants! He became alarmed at the fact that no one was present in this mansion before he increased his speed and reached his daughter's room.

He forced it open and looked around.

Edgar Alstreim's expression became a sight to behold as anger almost overtook his face! His daughter wasn't in her room! Could it be that she was really kidnapped by Alchemist Davis!?

But! How can it be possible!? He didn't think that the Conferred Queen was such an individual! How could she allow her subordinate to be this despicable!

He was just about to shut the door close in anger when he stopped!

"W-Who?" A frightened voice of a girl echoed.

"Tia! You're still here!?" Edgar Alstreim's expression turned into one of relief as he heard his daughter's voice.

However, he didn't completely believe that it was Tia Alstreim. The only way was for him to see her with his own two eyes, but her voice came from the bathroom, so he became hesitant to confirm if it was truly her.

"Oh... It's Father... Give me a minute, and I'll be ready!~" Tia Alstreim's relieved and pure voice echoed out.

Edgar Alstreim became relaxed a bit and headed into the room before he powerlessly sat on the fluffy sofa, leaning over it with a tired expression on his face.

"So, where are the others?"

"They all went to send them off..." Tia Alstreim echoed again.

"I see..."

'So, he left... But...'

'What the heck happened...?'

Edgar Alstreim began to think as he couldn't understand.

Now that he finally had room to breathe, he was ultimately able to recall what had happened. Initially, he just concentrated on the fact that he was knocked out by Alchemist Davis, and something untoward might've happened to his daughter. Afraid that it might really turn out as he imagined, with Alchemist Davis kidnapping her for his gain, he ended up forgetting about all other things.

But now that the recalled, Alchemist Davis said something about healing his dantian to which he became shocked, but was used against him to knock him out.

'I was a fool to have believed something coming from his mouth...' Edgar Alstreim's expression became solemn before he clenched his fists.

However, he didn't even feel anger but sorrowful. He couldn't believe that he was deceived, and became disappointed in himself.

'It is obvious that he had done something to my body... Perhaps, poison has been implanted, no?' Edgar Alstreim became somber before he took a deep breath. He couldn't be too sure about what was done to his body but was sure that something was done to his body as he was feeling different from the moment he woke up.

He felt that it could likely be a form of poison to coerce him into Alchemist Davis's bidding.

He readied himself to check his body for any discrepancies before he shot up with a shocked and alarmed expression on his face. He held his stomach as his entire body trembled. He couldn't believe what he sensed, and he kept sending over his senses again and again to confirm, but no matter how many times he confirmed, the result was all the same!

'My dantian is... completely h-healed!???'

Edgar Alstreim's eyes almost fell out of his sockets! He couldn't believe what he was sensing over his abdomen! His dantian that was cracked and broken, unable to retain or store essence energy, is now circulating the energy by itself. It was as if it was a parched living being, swallowing as much water as it could!

'This... This could only be an illusion!!!' Edgar Alstreim was unable to believe the sight in front of him.

'Then... Then... This room, the tables, and chairs... Even Tia Alstreim's voice could also be an illusion!'

"Tch!"

He no longer hesitated and quickly ran up to the door and banged it open, only to see his daughter about to open the door with her hand, reaching out in his direction.

Tia Alstreim flinched in shock and was about to scream, but she saw this scary look on her father's face that became relaxed upon seeing her. It made her wonder if something was wrong with her father as he was acting strange all of a sudden. He had never barged into her room or her bathroom like this before, after all.

"What's wrong, father?" Her anxious voice echoed out.

Fortunately, she was already dressed in a beautiful and small black robe. Otherwise, even she would've blasted the person who broke open the bathroom door without a word of warning.

Edgar Alstreim relaxed as he saw his daughter's face. He found it hard for there to be an illusion of this level cast on him while he was knocked out, making him paranoid and almost insane. He calmed himself, sat down on the spot, and meditated, trying to wake himself out of that illusion.

He circulated his dantian and recalled the familiar feeling that he lost twenty years ago. He was actually able to store the basic form of essence energy, the essence energy that belonged to the First Stage of Essence Gathering Cultivation, Meridian Refinement Stage!

He opened his eyes in shock!

He felt that this couldn't get any more real!