Divine Emperor of Death-Novel



Davis's movements had Yilla Zyrus shivering from head to toe as she released his lips, looking like she had seen a ghost or something.

'How could she…?'

Davis also looked at her with evergrowing feelings as pain and pleasure filled his body and soul.

Each strenuous movement took a tremendous amount of effort to make with how he was injured, yet he found this woman dear to him with how she took care of him. He was hideous enough to repulse any woman, yet she stayed and now even willingly received him with no amount of resistance whatsoever, looking bewildered by the pleasure while showing deep emotions as tears ran down her eyes.

*Paah!~* *Paah!~* *Paah!~*

He tried to hasten his movements and be more vigorous, yet he found himself overcome with main as his joints screamed in pain.

He leaned on her back with difficulty and began to make more thrusts.

"Yilla… Yilla…"

Davis uttered her name with effort but full of affection as he pounded her. Once he found the most comfortable position, he rested on her like a weak old man and continued to thrust.

Yilla Zyrus had her mouth tightly shut amidst the sloshing sounds of the water. She seemed to be enduring it for him rather than becoming overcome with pleasure and harming his body with her vigorous movements.

Her face was all red as she felt herself fumble around with his thrusts. Even though it was light, with the girth filling her and ripping her apart every time, she felt like she was ascending to the heavens.

At this point, Davis had found the crux of slow strokes for Yilla as he also found her pleasure spot quickly, continuing to attack it with his long hardness. His mind was occupied with the thoughts of making her want to feel good despite being flooded with pain. He wanted her to savor this moment more than him.

"Yilla… I want to hear your joyful screams…" He lightly patted her breast and tightly groped them, pulling on her tits as though he was milking her.

"Ah… yes, my liege~ Ahhn~"

As though having her switch turned on, Yilla Zyrus's eyes flickered with lust. She started matching his movements and continuously pushed her back against him so that it removed half of Davis's load of work. With how she moved, it was like she danced below him, causing Davis's eyes to widen as he felt his pain disappear.

'This yin energy… my body has become comfortable with it...'

With her feeding him yin energy through her naked body while he was asleep for seven days, his body had turned to see it like medicine for easing pain. However, that wasn't what made him astonished as his body was starting to feel more pleasure than pain, perhaps because they found a rhythm that took the strenuous movements off of him.

With Davis and Yilla finding the right movements to sync, they both began to grunt and moan as they ground their lower bodies against each other.

"Ah… Yilla, prepare to receive my seeds…"

"Aaan~~"

Davis spoke with passion as he thrust against her, soon finding himself ejaculating inside her. His pupils almost rolled back, making him feel that he was experiencing life and death again.

At the same time, Yilla Zyrus also trembled crazily, her yin essence gushing out like a flood as it encased his member before he could let it out inside her. But with how thick his member was, her gushing essence refused to leave her cave, and she even felt his searing yang essence spray inside her, which made her tongue stick out, which was then quickly plundered by Davis as he turned her head around by grabbing her chin and kissed her.

Yilla Zyrus's gaze shook as she saw this monster eating her up, yet she couldn't stop herself from loving him, sticking out her tongue further for him to savor her.Follow current s on ɴovel(ꜰ)ɪre.nᴇt

Like this, they spent orgasm wrapping around each other in love before cleaning themselves up again outside the bathtub.

However, Davis had never felt so pathetic as now. After all, he had never seen himself releasing so little, even in his hundredth ejaculation after he became a cultivator. But if the mortals were to see how much he released in his crippled state, they might commit suicide out of unfairness.

Regardless, he felt like he could now focus on restoring his crippled body.

But-

'This is an opportunity as well. I could try remaking my Tyrannical Heavenly Firestorm Physique with how everything has been destroyed, although I'm perfectly aware that I could blow up again if I tried something like incorporating heavenly wind into it as well. But… I want it no matter what…'

Davis narrowed his brows. He felt something could be done if Fiora and Zephya were here, but unfortunately, he was imprisoned, probably having little time before that woman got bored and decided to kill him or do something harmful to him or his family.

She was too cunning for him to even place some kind of trust in her for saving him.

However, could that even be called saving when she took him and placed him here in jail but also gave him amenities to use?

'I need time…'

However, Davis smiled as he thought, knowing how to get out sooner or later. However, would his plans work against the cunning Blazing Thunderlight Sect's Founder?

'No… she would accept even if she finds out what I'm doing. After all, I'm going to hand over what she wants…'

Davis knew he had to answer her demands. Otherwise, it would be difficult to leave alive. However, he was also interested in knowing what kind of consequence would occur if he killed an Anarchic Divergent with Fallen Heaven.

That was one thing he hadn't tried yet, not to mention that there were benefits to killing the Blazing Thunderlight Sect's Founder because she had the comprehension of Firestorm Laws that he required. As long as he could incorporate her comprehensions into his own, then his prowess in Essence Gathering Cultivation should improve by leaps and bounds.

'In any case, I finally know what Vereina felt like when I kept her inside my life ring…'

Davis narrowed his brows, thinking that he got what he deserved, so he felt like he couldn't entirely blame the Blazing Thunderlight Sect's Founder either.

'What the hell… Are my thoughts still complicated about her? Either she saved me, or she saved me to plunder me. Choose one!'

He inwardly berated himself, shaking his head. He didn't have the luxury to care about others when he was trapped in this state, especially not for the one who trapped him here.

"Are you thinking about another woman…?"

Abruptly, Yilla woke him out of his reverie, causing him to blink.

Where in his hideously disfigured face did she find out that? He was astonished himself before chuckling.

"Yes."

They were back in the bathtub with her snuggling over him in front of him, face to face.

By this time, he had also healed his body back to health. However, it wasn't strong as he was yet to restore his Immortal Vessel. Utmost, it was strong as a Level Three Immortal Stage Cultivator.

Nonetheless, they didn't go at it again, just simply savoring their time together. Yilla was simply mesmerized by his looks, appearing like she was dumbfounded as she touched him all over, sometimes even his face, to check if she had managed to bag such a handsome man who was fully her type. After all, she didn't see his true face properly after getting scared by the Annihilative Immortal King Tribulation.

However, with her finding out that he was thinking about other women, Davis can only awkwardly laugh.

But, Yilla seemed to raise one of her brows as she smiled.

"I know you have lots of women. Will I be your concubine or even lower in status?"

"You don't know me?" Davis amusingly smiled.

"Well, I did hear you were a Prince and also called the Emperor of Death, so I figured you have an Empress and concubines."

"Is that so? Then you'll be my lowest concubine."

"Lowest…?" Yilla's lips pursed in sadness.

"I'm even lower than those three? I can understand that I'm lower than Shea Goldsun but even those twins? Is it because-"

"Aha~ I'm just kidding, you dummy."

Davis quickly raised his arm and placed his palm on her cheek, grasping her earlobe with his fingers as he affectionately fiddled with it, "I don't know how you grew up learning about the shades and vices of the world, but you're all my wives, regardless of cultivation or status. I will strive to love and treat you all equally, so don't bring unhealthy competition into our family, alright?"

"My love…"

Yilla's gaze shook as she bit her lips, feeling his caresses overwhelm her heart.

Love and treat her equally? It sounded like a fairy tale, but even if it was, she was willing to buy it, causing her to place her hand on his and rest her face on his palm with fondness.

"You may not need me, but I need you, so please don't leave me…"