Divine Emperor of Death

Davis watched his father and grandfather become awkward with amusement in his eyes. Needless to say, he knew that he would be facing no discrimination from his grandfather since he was Claire's blood, but the same can't be said about the strange son-in-law who had somehow obtained his daughter without his consent.

He was rather interested in seeing the aftermath. Perhaps, his grandfather would get revenge for the beatings he received from Logan when he tempered his body for the first time?

Davis deviously thought as he watched them.

Claire became fidgety and nervous whilst seeing that both of them no longer say a word. She hurriedly disrupted their silence, "Father, this is-"

"Stay back..." Edgar Alstreim interrupted as his expression became solemn.

Claire's expression became awry, and she suddenly didn't know what to do.

"What's your name?" Edgar Alstreim asked.

"Logan Loret," Logan smiled, "I'm none other than the person who married your daughter and made her give birth to Davis Loret."

'Shots fired!!!' Davis widened his eyes in excitement. His father's words were rather vulgar.

"Brat! How dare you!?" Edgar Alstreim's expression fell.

He abruptly raised his hand, and it shot towards Logan's shoulders in an instant. However, Logan didn't do anything but watched that hand fall on his shoulders.

As expected, Davis felt that his father was truly going to get wrecked by his grandfather!

Logan felt a heavy pressure land on his shoulder. He maintained that smile on his face, and contrary to what he thought, that he would at least receive a fist to the gut, the seventh stage pressure quickly withdrew as it came.

Edgar Alstreim patted Logan twice before an extremely moved voice echoed out.

"Thank you for saving my daughter, Logan. You truly deserve to be with Claire."

Logan became taken aback before he solemnly nodded, "I thank you for your acceptance and recognition, father-in-law."

"Haha..." Edgar Alstreim lightly laughed.

Davis blinked. Was his father not getting beaten up?

'Okay...' He quickly let it go but thought this sight was funny.

After all, even though one was his father, and the other was his grandfather, they both still looked like young men, giving him a skewered perception of what a family would normally look like.

His eyes had been truly opened to the seniority in the cultivation world this day!

Claire couldn't help but smile widely, "Father, if it weren't for husband, I would have truly faced a fate worse than death!"

Edgar Alstreim smiled, "I know..."

However, his expression turned wry, "You didn't say anything to me but just kept staring at me in the Ethren Empire? What was that about?"

"It was I who told my mother to be low-key. It was not time yet, and I did invite you to the Conferred Queen's mansion, but you didn't show up, so it's your fault, grandfather." Davis chuckled.

Edgar Alstreim's heart trembled. He stared at Davis for a while, looking as if becoming incredibly moved as his purple pupils shook.

Davis wanted to point at himself and jokingly ask if something was stuck on his face, but he hesitated as he felt that it was inappropriate.

"Something's stuck on your face..." Edgar Alstreim suddenly said.

"Eh?" Davis became taken aback before he checked his face with his soul sense and quickly became aware that there was nothing.

At the same time, Edgar Alstreim's hands quickly shot towards Davis's face and swiftly grabbed hold of his cheek with his fingers, "Brat, let me remove that smirk off of your face!"

Davis felt his cheeks being pulled, but he didn't do anything as he kept smiling in glee. With his cheeks elongated, he appeared comical.

"Feeling arrogant, are we?" Davis chuckled.

"Of course, I'm the soul forging cultivation genius, Davis Loret's grandfather! Who do you think you are to make me suffer numerous defeats all this time!?"

"Pfft!~ Haha~"

The people around them couldn't help but laugh, which made Davis laugh a bit. Tears fell from Claire's eyes as she deeply smiled. The scene she saw was like something out of magnificent art, making her feel extremely moved. This was what she waited for all this time, and looking at her son, she knew that it was all because of him.

Edgar Alstreim let go of Davis's cheeks and grabbed hold of his shoulders, feeling his slim yet robust build. He couldn't help but become extremely moved, knowing that not only was his daughter alive and well, but she even gave birth to an extraordinary genius.

"Davis, you made your grandfather extremely proud that I feel like I could die without any regrets even at this moment!"

Edgar Alstreim couldn't help but shed two manly tears. It ran down his face, dripping down his cheeks. He was surrounded by nothing but warmth. His family was all present, well, alive and in addition. He didn't think that he would be this blessed by the heavens.

But on the other hand, Elder Havle Alstreim possessed a dumbfounded expression on his face. He was now closely related to the Alstreim Family's number one genius, as well as a future Ninth Stage Powerhouse. No matter how he tried to digest this information, it refused to sink in!

Lia Alstreim, who was Edgar Alstreim's second wife, smiled, but she felt a bit out of place. She pursed her lips and patted Tia Alstreim's head, trying not to make her feel lonely along with herself.

Perhaps, they were secondary after all, or so she thought.

At this point, Davis turned his head and spoke, "Grandmother, is Tia Alstreim my half-aunt?"

Lia Alstreim's pupils trembled that she couldn't quickly help but blurt out!

"Yes!"

She looked as if she was ecstatic to be called grandmother by Davis that everyone around couldn't help but imperceptibly nod in approval.

Davis chuckled and redirected his gaze to the shy Tia Alstreim, "Little aunt, we are all one family now. Why aren't you greeting your big nephew yet?"

"Ah~" Tia Alstreim squealed and hid behind her mother, shyly looking at Davis.

Davis grinned and raised his finger in a scolding manner, "If you come out now, I promise this big nephew wouldn't eat you..."

Tia Alstreim's expression changed, and she even hid her head. She refused to come out. However, after her mother comforted her, she stood out and bowed.

"I am Tia!"

As soon as she said that, she ran again and hid behind her mother.

"Davis..." Lia Alstreim hesitatingly called out, and seeing that Davis held no animosity towards her way of calling, she explained, "I apologize. Tia never had much interaction with people before, so she's shyer than the usual child."

"No worries, she'll eventually come out of it, but I don't think her refusal to talk to me is because she is shy. I think she has already fallen for this grand one's vile charm." Davis ostentatiously rubbed his chin.

"Pftt!~ Hahaha!~"

It garnered another round of melodious laughter from the ladies, making Davis smile further as he felt like he was surrounded by flowers. His actions made him instantly become popular, but also made the atmosphere harmonious.

"You silly brat..."

Edgar Alstreim shook his head as he, too, laughed before silently retreating to the sides. He made an embarrassment out of himself by shedding tears but still felt like that he couldn't help it. This reunion was far too precious for him that he didn't know what he would do if it suddenly disappeared from his sight.

Lia Alstreim wiped her tears that were just about to fall from her moist eyes. She was afraid that these people would give her the cold shoulder, but Davis's conduct gave her warmth.

"I don't think I can quickly accept you as my second mother, but I acknowledge you as my father's wife! Please accept this bow!"

Claire suddenly echoed, and bowed till her waist bent while her hands were clasped, "Thank you for taking care of my father while I was away! Even now and for the foreseeable future, I'll have to continue depending upon you to take care of my father!"

"No...! Please stand up!" Lia Alstreim was shaken as she quickly helped Claire stand up.

She bit her lips as she shook her head, "I'm the one being taken care of... Thank you for at least accepting me as your father's wife."

Claire's expression shook, but she heavily nodded her head. She knew that without this woman in front of her, her father would've extremely suffered, probably no different than a roadside beggar.

After all, her father used all of his assets to help her grow. Where would he have the money to buy cultivation resources for himself? That too body tempering cultivation resources which are expensive than the norm!

It was only because of Elder Havle Alstreim, Lia Alstreim's father was her father able to cultivate and protect his law-heart from shattering in despair.

She felt extremely grateful to this woman!

'Maybe I should cure her crippled body as well...'

Looking at them, Davis thought before he became surprised at himself. Honestly, he thought that he wouldn't have emotions for these characters since he hadn't personally known them much, but he came to feel that they were really all one family after talking like this.

'Is this because Ancestor Dian Alstreim confirmed me to be truly an Alstreim with the Soul-Bloodline Chamber? Is that why I subconsciously think that we are all one family?'

He tried to find an answer to his thoughts rationally but shook his head, feeling that it didn't matter. He shot a gaze around, and witnessing that everyone's face was covered in smiles, he felt that this what truly mattered.

'Mhm?' He eyed Tia Alstreim, who was peeking out from her mother's back like a rabbit peeking out from its hole.

He shot a look at her, and when their gaze met, she became alarmed and quickly hid again, making him chuckle. He knew that since she possessed a special constitution, Edgar Alstreim must've made sure that she didn't go out to mingle with her peers and end up accidentally revealing her secret as a result, but that instead made her shyer than the norm.

"Alright, everyone! Come with me to the Purple Guest Palace!" He echoed.

Everyone nodded their heads. They soon left the area, making the No Same Sky Martial Platform seem abandoned.

Only the two severed and bloodied remains of Weiss Alstreim and Immeth Alstreim remained, rotting with the blood of countless other Alstreims who lost their lives today as well as in the past.