Divine Emperor of Death-Novel

Tanya Frostblight saw that the lights on the four doors on four sides had turned all green. She wondered if she should follow after Drake Blackburn. However, she knew that her chances of winning against him were less if Kara Moonridge was powerful as Niera said she was, making it so that the husband would be even stronger the majority of the time.

"Your goal is to enter the top three and attract master's eyes. Remember?"

Abruptly, a voice echoed inside her, causing her to stop ever so lightly before she moved in the opposite direction.

"Why are you motivating me, Pia? Aren't you still enslaved by the Emperor of Death? Don't you hate humans for killing your father and mother?"

Tanya Frostblight couldn't help but question.

"I'm seeing a… different scene."

Pia's voice sounded confused, causing Tanya Frostblight to prompt.

"What kind?"

"Harmony… and order which I didn't think was possible in humans..."

"Ha~" Tanya Frostblight couldn't help but inwardly scoff, "If that's the case, then it only exists for us under the protection of the Emperor of Death. Otherwise, my Falling Snow Sect would have been wiped out by other humans already."

"Still, I finally understand… that not all humans are evil and immoral..."

"You got it." Tanya Frostblight nodded to Pia Noel's understanding, "If there are those who strive to live meaningfully, then there are those who are on the opposite extreme, who wouldn't even bother to have a conscience in what they're doing, especially the people from the wicked path. I've learned this is the case in every race after seeing Nadia and your princess Iesha."

"Mhm. Princess Iesha is the kindest spirit I've ever seen~"

Pia Noel seemed to agree, her melodious voice echoing with happiness and a bit of yearning.

"Don't worry. Your freedom is guaranteed by the Emperor of Death after I become an immortal or within a hundred years, whichever is less."

"Mhm, I know. That's why the fastest way for you to become that is to become master's. Now you know my motive."

"…"

Tanya Frostblight became flabbergasted on hearing Pia Noel's words.

"I thought we bonded at least a bit?" She wryly giggled.

"We did. I like you, Tanya. The purity and icy nature of your soul are relaxing to be in, and if I didn't trust you enough, I wouldn't have been able to use the Prismatic Intramural Soul-Spirit Pact with you."

Pia Noel's words caused Tanya Frostblight's eyes to widen before she smiled ever so lightly and pushed open the door to the second row, fourth column spatial bubble, entering it with cautious eyes when she suddenly spotted someone above about to open a door, causing her to freeze!

"Ah… It's you."

"Fa- Emperor of Death's father!"

Tanya Frostblight looked shocked as she closed her mouth with her pale palms and screamed.

Logan couldn't help but chuckle at the immense respect shown to him.

"I'm glad that you came before I entered the next room. This way, I don't have to be disappointed about not finding an opponent to battle."

"No… I can't..."

Tanya Frostblight shook her head, looking lost and unwilling.

"Hm? What do you mea-"

Logan was about to ask before he suddenly understood, realizing what this icy beauty thought before shaking his head.

"No need to worry about my son. As long as I'm in this competition, I'm just another cultivator that you have to- "

"I give up!"

Tanya Frostblight suddenly screamed, causing Logan's footing to falter.

"What the…"

He saw a white light encase Tanya Frostblight before it made her disappear, probably eliminating her, but his eyes were still wide, his expression appearing to be dumbfounded.

"Okay…"

A moment later, he suddenly understood the immense respect Tanya Frostblight held towards him was not because she respected Davis but...

'Son, you're truly a beast in terms of putting little to no effort yet still gaining the beauty...'

After seeing even Sect Master Lea Weiss of the Burning Phoenix Ridge fall, he couldn't help but shake his head, feeling rather proud.

On that note, he hoped that his son would propagate the Loret Empire's life so that they could once again become brimming after the loss of countless members. He could do that too and would do so in the future. However, he knew that his son was too special that his children would be vastly powerful than his own.

He wanted that kind of force to be teeming within the Loret Family, making his ancestors proud as well as himself because Davis was still his son, and even though his son has his previous life's memories, it still didn't change the fact that he is his son.

On that fateful day where he learned that his little son possessed his previous life's memories, he was still proud of the fact that he didn't kill him and instead chose to believe in him after some time of deep contemplation. That decision could've very well heralded the end of his Loret Family's line if he was wrong, but that instead paved the pathway to becoming strong and well-established within a short period of time, like in thirty years, which was just half his current lifespan!

As far as he perceived, Davis's filial piety was almost blemishless! Moreover, this kind of growth rate was terrifying that he possessed full faith in his prime legacy to take care of the Loret Family!

His light-attributed soul turning into a Malevolent Darkness Soul when Davis almost died was very proof of the fact that he cared deeply about his son than he thought he did, almost becoming crazed in the process until he heard that his son revived. He only had Claire and Nora to thank for saving his sanity. Otherwise, he would've also gone on a suicidal killing spree like Evelynn did, but without her power, which would have certainly cost him his life.

Logan stayed still, reveling in the past memories that were becoming precious and more nostalgic as time passed.

He turned around, pushing open the door as he headed inside, and instantly became surprised as he saw someone familiar again.

"Daughter-in-law Sophie. It seems like only the powerful ones are left in this fourth turn." ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ Novᴇ(l)ꜰɪre .ɴᴇt

Hearing her father-in-law talk, Sophie froze in respect as though she stood in attention.

"Hehe… yes… father-in-law..." Her reaction and voice were stiff, to the say least, before she glanced left and right with her eyes, causing Logan's smile to fade.

"No, daughter-in-law. Don't-"

"I give up."

"You…!"

Logan became stifled in frustration as he saw Sophie become covered in white light. His hands were pointed at her, but looking at her disappearing silhouette, he heaved an exasperated breath as he dropped his hand.

'I guess this can't be helped...'

He could only rub his forehead and smile. He thought she would escape but didn't. Even Tanya Frostblight didn't, even though a way out was always there, shining green. These two gave up instead, citing the immense respect they displayed for him because of Davis.

The crowd was also shocked at the two subsequent, uncoerced surrenders at the top four that they thought was ridiculous.

Where were the exciting battles that they wanted?

"Ahahaha."

Davis couldn't help but burst out laughing at this scene.

His women didn't usually converse with his father, but when they did, they would show immense respect that would cause both parties to become awkward. That was what he heard from Evelynn when the girls were gathered for tea parties in the Purple Guest Palace occasionally, and if Claire and Nora came to partake in it along with Logan, who came to deliver them, he would awkwardly interact before leaving, leaving the women to their own agendas.

Soon, Sophie shyly appeared by his side, making him grasp her soft, willowy waist as he pulled her close, holding her stuck to his body as he kissed her forehead.

"Sophie, you could've just escaped, you know..." He couldn't help but chuckle.

"That's also disrespectful when it's just a normal competition..."

Sophie shook her head, trying to take more warmth from snuggling over his chest while hugging him.

"Besides, I'm content with being ranked third. Entering the top three or top five is considered a win for the most part. But the most important thing is, by not disrespecting your father, we also do not disrespect you and your bloodline."

Davis blinked and wondered if it was like that before he couldn't help but ask.

"Then, is that also what she felt like…?"

Davis turned to look at Tanya Frostblight as he asked Sophie with soul transmission when both their gazes suddenly matched with Tanya Frostblight, who was also looking at them, causing her to become stiff, turn tail and run the other way like a swift icy wind.

"…"