Chapter 1119: Fate (2/2)
Davis smiled a bit in embarrassment as he walked towards them.
Edgar Alstreim and Lia Alstreim proudly looked at him. However, the proudest one was Logan, of course. He held his head high and looked as if everyone should praise him for making Claire give birth to a prodigious son.
Tia Alstreim looked at this big nephew of hers with gleaming eyes. Indeed, Claire explained to them her son's achievements, and Tia Alstreim couldn't help but look up to him. Their ages were just ten years apart, yet he could make the most powerful existence in the Alstreim Family; Ancestor Dian Alstreim give respect to his words.
She became full of respect towards him and curious since he had something to do with her whispers. However, it didn't react now, and like a child, she didn't bother about it either.
Davis joined in on the fun, and while the whole family was reunited once again, a blurry figure stood outside the palace. It was as if it was there for a long time, just eerily staring.
However...
”Sigh,” A few minutes later, suddenly a wise yet exhausted voice suddenly rang out from that blurry figure, ”You're making the same mistake again and again. You vaguely realize that you walk the path of loneliness, yet you adamantly remain with your people.”
”How many times are you going to inflict karma upon your loved ones? Just by being beside them, you are constantly changing their fates, and by telling them something that shouldn't even be mentioned, you are practically pushing them off a cliff, making them fall into an abyss of no return.”
As if tracing something, the silhouette looked towards a particular direction.
”Your bold yet foolish whispers have now thrown the laws of fate into a bit of chaos, consequently disturbing the seclusion of a Soul Emperor...”
The silhouette looked back and swept a glance at the mingling people.
”Their fates have all changed, and even I became less capable of seeing through their future anymore... As for whether they will be able to face the tribulations which fate throws at them, that is something only fate...”
The silhouette's gaze fell on Davis, ”... only you can amend.”
”The Grimoire of Fate isn't something a person with your cultivation base can handle... and yet, its juvenile spirit seems to have chosen you...”
The silhouette kept staring for a while before it suddenly disappeared.
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*Boom!~*
”AHH!~.”
A painful voice rang out, causing the surrounding palace walls to tremble to the voice's intensity.
”How can this be? My recovery failed!?”
The same male voice rang out with a sense of disbelief. He looked at the fruit that seemed to have withered, his expression becoming ugly. It had somehow lost its essence, but more importantly, he lost the opportune moment to recover completely.
He was none other than the Soul Emperor secluded within the far south of the Tripartite Alliance Territory's Desolate Plains!
Last time, when the three Ancestors of the Alstreim Family, Towering Cloud Hall, and the Falling Snow Sect had come to talk to him about the Blood Soul Contract, he had forcefully recovered to the High-Level Emperor Soul Stage to intimidate them and possibly kill them, but everything changed with the sudden arrival of the Calamity Light, ruining his plans.
Since he forcefully recovered, it left him with hidden injuries that gave him a backlash, dropping his level to Mid-Level Emperor Soul Stage again after a few days had passed. He interchangeably meditated and absorbed medicinal essence from the fruits he possessed to recover, but now, it all ended up in failure!
He became enraged, and his anger almost flared up, but he promptly calmed down and took out the same fruit before starting to refine it.
After two full-days, the fruit in his hand ended up rotting, and he had recovered a bit, but what's done was done. He had missed the opportune moment to recover! He was unable to breakthrough!
His eyes shot wide open as it turned red, and he looked as if he wanted to vent! The image of a cold white-robed woman flashed past his eyes, and he stood up while his rod was also standing as strong as an elephant's trunk, wanting to have a taste of her!
At this moment, a long-drawn-out sigh could be heard.
The Soul Emperor froze as he blanked out. It was unknown how much time passed until he came back to his senses. Instantly feeling that something was wrong, he thought back to what had happened.
”Mhm?”
The Soul Emperor felt like he had heard something but didn't. It was as if inspiration descended on him, but it didn't, making him confused.
”What was I about to do?” The Soul Emperor mused and shook his head before he snorted, ”Hmph! It's just a woman... Recovering to High-Level Emperor Soul Stage is more important!”
”Having Beauty Snow under my grasp is just a matter of time...”
He sat back on the cultivation cushion, and another particular fruit appeared in his palm again before he started refining it. It sent waves and waves of medicinal energy, making his powerful yet weakened soul recover.
The palace became silent again, but a voice resounded out.
”I have done something I shouldn't, and now I have inflicted karma upon myself... yet, I can only hope that it doesn't make the calamity that befell me worsen.”
The blurry silhouette stared at the clueless Soul Emperor for a while before looking above, calmly gazing at the calamity light, their eyes possessing a gleam that was calm without any ripple.
”Is this truly my fate...?”
The voice echoed, but the next moment, the blurry figure disappeared, leaving behind a long-drawn exhalation of exhaustion.
”Sigh...”