Divine Emperor of Death

Nora Alstreim turned to look around and saw that everyone was staring at her with various emotions. She could feel that many were discontent that she was chosen by the Ancestor to represent the younger generation, but she could also feel that they were elated upon her being called out.

After all, if she failed to meet the Ancestor's expectations, then she would have to bear the responsibility. 

"Young Mistress, you can prefer not to go..." A woman who sat next to her sent a soul transmission.

Nora Alstreim actually sat together with five people. 

They all sat next to each other's table. Two men and three women. One of the men was obviously Weiss Alstreim, and the other man was his subordinate. One of the women had actually promised herself to Weiss Alstreim and had been even rumored to have slept with him.

The other two women were her subordinates, and she trusted them a lot like they were her comrades.

They can all be considered younger generation experts of the Alstreim Family. Hence, they more or less mingle when they crossed paths with each other.

The one who spoke was one of her subordinates, Immeth Alstreim.

Nora Alstreim just shook her head and stood up. She walked for a while before she flew and reached the platform. Her form was graceful, and there was a tinge of pride in her movements. Once she stepped on the platform, she cast a look at her grandfather and bowed till her waist bent. She paid no heed to the others before she stood below the two thrones and slightly bowed.

Although she didn't speak anything, her actions spoke louder than any words.

Grand Elder Valdrey Alstreim became heartened at being given respect in front of the Ancestor, but he still possessed a few complaints about her behavior in this place.

Ancestor Dian Alstreim wryly chuckled at her arrogance but didn't say anything as the people in Young Master and Young Mistress position were usually like this, not knowing the immensity of heaven and earth. Their arrogance had seeped into their bones, and they wouldn't understand until they have their bones broken.

"Hahaha! A feisty one indeed." 

Davis laughed as he looked at the woman who was none other than the mastermind who indirectly drove his mother to dire straits in the secret entrance of the Forsaken Phoenix Realm.

She wore a white robe, and her beauty and assets weren't lacking at all. Instead, it was on par with his mother. If his mother looked elegant, then Nora Alstreim looked like a rich noble lady.

Looking at her, he felt a bit complicated even though he felt a bit of hate for her. If it weren't for this woman, would he have been born into this world as his parents' child?

After all, without this woman's machinations, it was impossible for Logan and Claire to feel complex emotions and pair in the secret entrance. Instead, they might have ended up battling and killed the other for all he knew.

In any case, it was his mother who was going to deal with her, not him. He wasn't bothered.

On the other hand, Ancestor Dian Alstreim began to think.

'His personality is not bad, and he actually understands many things, unlike the ignorant younger generation below. If I hadn't witnessed it myself, even I would find it hard to think such a youth could exist. With talent, diligence, and understanding capability, he is the perfect successor!'

'All that is left is to check his bloodline. If it is even a bit of it that belonged to Alstreim Family...'

Ancestor Dian Alstreim's eyes flashed as he turned to look at Conferred Queen's Protector.

"Haha. Protector, what do you think of Nora Alstreim? Will you take her in?"

Davis blinked, wondering if he had heard it right.

But, he then instantly felt as if he realized, "Although your family's Young Mistress maybe a good seedling but I doubt that she would even be able to beat my Young Mistress's subordinate. Even Logan isn't qualified to become my disciple."

"Pft~"

On the platform, Logan's lips twitched while Claire was unable to suppress her laughter that came out as a muffled snort. 

Unfortunately, the days where Logan punched his son in Body Tempering Cultivation sessions were over. If he tried to hit him on the head now, perhaps he will be the one who would be beaten black and blue.

Logan sighed. In a mere twenty years, his son has already far surpassed him.

Nora Alstreim became indignant. This was just plainly ridiculing and humiliating her. Even if she was weak, she felt that it should only be decided after she battled with that so-called Logan. She had actually wanted to battle Alchemist Davis to experience his Superior Law Manifestation, but since the Conferred Queen's Protector said 'Even Logan', she changed her target.

How could she let them get away with this? Once she thought of it like this, she was about to explode when she abruptly heard a soul transmission.

"Granddaughter, you must not fall for provocation! Let them talk about whatever they want. They have the strength to do so. You cannot offend the Ancestor, and neither can you offend the Conferred Queen's Protector. They have more than a single way to deal with you."

Nora Alstreim clenched her teeth with grievance stuck in her throat. It took her will to stop her from saying something. She had her own pride, but when had she ever needed to close her mouth in this family as the Young Mistress? With her grandfather Valdrey Alstreim overseeing everything, she was unbridled, but now, that same grandfather was telling her to be silent and endure it.

She felt humiliation and was indignant, but she was helpless to do anything about it.

"It seems that your family's Young Mistress doesn't seem to be convinced..." Davis laughed.

Although he shouldn't be the one to deal with her, he didn't mind humiliating her a bit. Perhaps with this, he would be able to make his mother's mind be at ease and also be able to get some revenge if they were unable to touch her in the end.

"Youngsters are like that. They are never convinced unless they experience it by themselves." 

"Fellow Cultivator Dian Alstreim's words make sense. If that is the case, why don't we have the younger generation battle?" Davis prompted.

Ancestor Dian Alstreim looked a bit hesitant because he was aware.

He looked at Nora Alstreim and asked, "Are you willing to battle?"

Nora Alstreim's expression blossomed into a smile that was dazzling enough to captivate the observers, "I am willing!"

It was one thing if she were to retort and offend them, wanting to fight. However, since they asked her, all she had to do was latch on to it. This way, she did listen to her grandfather's advice.

As a young generation's top expert, if she ran away just because the opponent is said to be strong, she felt that she would have no face to remain as the Young Mistress.

"Good." Ancestor Dian Alstreim nodded his head and inwardly concluded that he would do his all to protect her life.