Divine Emperor of Death

Mystic Ice Sect's Sect Master finally calmed down, but she still seemed as if she couldn't forget the allure of the Elemental Bloodsucking Vine Emperor's nectar. Her beautiful eyes gradually flashed in a contemplating light.

"What do you suggest?" 

"Unless you want the Mystic Ice Sect to disappear from the world or half-destroyed, I suggest that you don't offend them. It is one thing for us to offend that expert, but since such a treasure has appeared, it would be brought back to that expert's power. If that expert has comprehended Death Laws, then that person's background shouldn't be as simple as it seems."

Myria opined, "Even the Towering Cloud Hall, and not to mention, Vital Tempering Sect seems to hold their horses. They are the ones who train their Body Tempering Cultivation as their main cultivation system, but even they understand that they needed to live first if they want to enjoy the nectar."

The Sect Master nodded her head and felt like she could finally let off a load from her heart. The visible greed in her eyes also disappeared, but she cast a scrutinizing glance at the monster in front of her. 

Just twenty-three years old yet already a Supreme Soul Stage Expert. 

'How terrifying!' 

She had already guessed that this should be a reincarnated person when she first met her. Feeling various, she called the Ancestors of the Mystic Ice Sect.

The three old Ancestors instantly responded and came out of their seclusion to confront this mysterious woman. This mysterious woman in front of her named Myria, whose origin was unknown, left them speechless in terms of knowledge and even corrected the flaws in their sect's foundational cultivation method.

The three old Ancestors who arrived to confront were simply astonished and awed. Maybe it was just her imagination, but she felt that those three old Ancestors were also intimidated by her, just like how she saw Myria for the first time. Myria's gaze was as if it could penetrate everything within her soul, icy and frightening.

After that, it was unknown what had happened to Myria as she was told to retreat, but it seems as if all three Ancestors allowed Myria to enroll as a top disciple without even making her go through an enrollment exam.

She looked to the side and saw Mu Bing, who became the recruitment exam instead. She couldn't help but sigh and lament what kind of events would happen from now on as she felt that the Mystic Ice Sect might experience tumultuous events in the future.

There was also the dark speck of light, dubbed the Calamity Light over their heads. 

'Perhaps, people like her would arise to stop the calamity, no?' Mystic Ice Sect's Sect Master mused, not knowing Myria herself was the cause for the calamity that would befall on the entirety of the Fifty-Two Territories.

Subconsciously, she respectfully clasped her hands to Myria and turned back before she left.

Mu Bing, who was left with a myriad number of questions, stared at Myria with wide-eyes and an agape mouth, "Who are you?"

Myria let out a simple smile as she ran her fingers through her silky, and scintillating white hair, "Your master..."

Surprisingly, Mu Bing gulped instead of becoming mad. Her eyes seemingly became calm before she bowed her head, "Maid Mu Bing accepts defeat."

Mu Bing wasn't a fool. After watching and hearing all this, it was clear the standing between them was entirely different, and perhaps worlds apart. Although she felt humiliated, that feeling was slowly disappearing.

"Smart girl..." Myria laughed as her bosoms slightly shook, "Your talent is ample. If you're loyal to me as my maid, I can make you a powerhouse capable of standing in equal footing with the large Territories in the future."

Mu Bing's eyes shook. Even though her words sounded like a scam, the tone behind it didn't allow for one to refute or doubt.

"I understand, master." She found herself responding. 

Mu Bing's eyes widened for a moment, but she calmed down and bowed as she capitulated to the Sect Master. She then took her leave from the hall, disappearing from Myria's gaze.

Myria stayed silent, but she suddenly creased her silvery-white brows, "What's wrong, Ellia?"

Her voice sounded out in her soul sea.

"Hmph! How hypocritical! Davis Loret, who was the Crown Prince of the Loret Empire, has everything in his grasp in the Grand Sea Continent and could rule like a supreme immortal, but he made me his friend and didn't hold back in making me an expert when I was supposed to be his mere servant."

"He brought me out of slavery!"

"On the other hand, you made one of the top disciples of the Mystic Ice Sect, Ice Mu Bing, a maid, and made her call you master, even taking pleasure in it." Ellia sneered, "I wonder who is the righteous one?" 

"I..."

"Don't deny it! I know what you think!" Ellia added

Myria: "..."

"Hmph, speechless hypocrite!" Ellia insulted.

"Fine, I accept my mistake regarding that boy!" Myria inwardly shrieked, "Don't act as if you don't understand me! You know how many reincarnations I went through, but my rebirths always ended up facing a calamity, unable to even cultivate their souls! The best that my reincarnations had reached was the Second Stage's peak even though they were all more or less talented like you!"

"They were unable to reach the Revolving Core Stage to finally sense their souls!"

"I am cursed to wander the void for eternity, escape the eyes of reincarnation cycle for countless reincarnations, and finally, you managed to reach the Revolving Core Stage, stimulating your soul, becoming able to cultivate the soul. It was at that moment I could finally revive!"

"However, remember... remember how many times that I had to kill my reincarnations because of the misfortunes that we experienced. It isn't as simple as encountering a random accident, men trying to seize, confine, and do other untold things as well as women trying to frame me to death. With my unique constitution, I am cursed by the heavens to not have a chance at life!"

"And you... You were the single ray of hope I could see after you reached the Revolving Core Stage. My memories of your life, in the beginning, were blurry, and I remember that you were sold to that boy as a personal slave."

"How could I allow you to be sullied after all this?"

"How could I allow me to be sullied after all this?"

Myria's eyes became moist. Her soul seemed to be in chaos as numerous images of tragedy flashed past her eyes.

Ellia: "..." 

A few minutes of silence passed.

Myria's closed eyes finally reopened, "I admit that I made a mistake in trying to kill that boy. I won't make an excuse, but I just want to say that it is because I only know blurry parts of your life until I possessed you. I could only tell that you were increasingly falling in love with that brat, but I am also you, and I don't possess such thoughts for him."

"After all this, if you still want to be with him, you can but wait until our souls separate."

"Truly?"

A yearning voice echoed from Ellia.