Divine Emperor of Death

Many were dumbfounded at these beauties swarming on Whis Alstreim, demanding answers, while Whis Alstreim's wives felt panicked, wondering if they fell for his devilish charms.

On the other hand, some couldn't help but laugh, thinking that these women got their priorities straight as one side wanted to know how to bring immortal babies while the other was scared that they might lose their man.

Whis Alstreim finally calmed down, seeing that he was not being targeted. However, what he was scared of was that his father was going to beat his ass because he was in close proximity to Davis Loret's women, even though it was not his fault.

"Uh… you're all rather aggressive. Take two steps back, and I'll tell."

Only then did Mingzhi, Fiora, and Sophie realize that they had cornered Whis Alstreim into becoming constricted. Even then, they glared at him while walking back, standing beside Davis.

They wanted to know how he and his dead wife gave birth to little Ermin, although they didn't know that little Ermin's mother was dead. Hence, the aggressiveness, but as soon as Davis sent them soul transmissions, their expressions couldn't help but turn awkward.

Instantly, they felt that they were senseless, but Whis Alstreim lightly smiled. However, before he could speak, Founder Alstreim Windstorm opened his mouth as he came in between them.

"First, let me introduce our people, or it wouldn't be polite."

He gestured towards a blue-robed woman with slanted eyes similar to him, "She's my only wife, Gracia Alstreim."

Gracia Alstreim cupped her hands and lightly bowed, causing Davis and the others to return the bow.

"As introduced before, he's my first son, Whis Alstreim. That's my second son, Al Alstreim. Third son, Kyle Alstreim. Fourth son-"

"First daughter, Whisca Alstreim. Second daughter, Alicia Alstreim. Third-"

Founder Alstreim quickly pointed out to the twenty-eight surviving members of his family, excluding Ermin. All of them were immortals, without a doubt. However, not everyone was his child. He had four sons and four daughters. The others were his daughters-in-law and sons-in-law, while there were also a few grandchildren.

Indeed, every one of them was married except the grandchildren, while the four sons, in particular, had multiple partners.

Only Founder Alstreim had a single wife, but as for his sons, they had two or more wives, except the third son Kyle Alstreim although it was unknown if he had only one wife or lost the others during the Vacuous Beast invasion. The others could've encountered tragedy, and Davis wouldn't know unless told like little Ermin's mother, but still, the two parties exchanged a greeting.

Davis could tell that each of his sons was the only reason that Alstreim Family went from tens to millions in eighty thousand years. Even then, they could not be the sole reason.

After all, it wasn't like they had many children, but their children could've possibly gone on to create more grandchildren, and their grandchildren went on to create more great-grandchildren while the cycle continued for thousands of years.

Yet, he read that most only took a single wife while a few individuals didn't take more than three wives.

After all, billions could be born in a span of a century millennium in the world of cultivation, yet the Alstreim Family had only managed to maintain a population in the millions. For one reason, it was due to the high causality rate, and the other was undoubtedly their tendency to keep their physical relations to one single partner as much as possible due to the teachings of the Founder.

However, Davis knew that these people lost more than what they displayed in their smiling faces.

For a big family, there were only eight grandsons, nine including little Ermin, yet the number wasn't adding up to the number of couples. It couldn't be that all eight couples, some with two wives too, only have a single child or no child at all, right?

It didn't take a genius to understand they had all undoubtedly lost their loved ones recently, having had a close call before Ancestor Cornelia's husband, Klade, managed to save them. Even in this situation where the leader has to stay so that the family doesn't collapse, Founder Alstreim Windstorm still risked his life to enter the Grand Beginnings Continent and bring Ancestor Cornelia back in order to repay Klade.

Davis couldn't help but hold some respect towards such an individual as he thought he was incapable of it, leaving his family to help someone else in a precarious time.

Nonetheless, Davis quickly calculated and saw that there were a total of thirty-two members alive in Founder Alstreim Windstorm's family, including Founder Alstreim Windstorm, the two brother-in-laws standing guard outside, and little Ermin.

"We could be all considered one family, so it is of utmost importance to get along fir-"

"Grandpa, you're blatantly favoring him."

Just as Founder Alstreim Windstorm concluded, a grandson couldn't help but step out, voicing out his frustration.

His brows were sharp, and he possessed narrow eyes while his face had an elite jaw-line, quite different than others yet still stood out as suavely handsome.

"Jerius, don't be so rude." A gorgeous woman chided him from behind.

Davis and the others noticed that these two were Jerius Alstreim and Whisca Alstreim. The latter was the former's mother, while Whisca Alstreim was Founder Alstreim Windstorm's first daughter.

However, the mother's words only caused the son to shrug.

"Mother, grandpa disappeared out of the blue after telling us to stay low. Now, we understand that he had to repay our debts, but still, he comes back with someone else and tells us to be respectful to him, a mortal? Even if he is talented, he's not immortal yet, so how does this work?"

Contained in his voice was a bit of reluctance and logic, yet his laidback posture made it seem like he was intentionally causing trouble.

"…"

Davis caught the reaction of Founder Alstreim Windstorm's family members and instantly understood that Jerius Alstreim was a spoiled grandson, considering that his cultivation was only at Level One Immortal Stage.

However, most didn't say a word to his question, perhaps feeling the same.

Founder Alstreim Windstorm opened his mouth, "Little Jerius. Everything your grandfather does is for a reason. If I made you feel abandoned and unsafe, then I apologize but don't take it on the guest. He has not even said that he is staying with us. It's me who is insisting for him to stay for the betterment of our family..."

His tone contained a bit of weakness, causing Jerius Alstreim's expression to change.

"Grandpa, I am not blaming you. It's just..."

A frustrated expression came across his face before he glanced at Davis, narrowing his eyes.

"I won't say a word as long as he can prove himself."

Meanwhile, Davis had the urge to scratch his head. From their gaze, he could feel that they were not really interested in him, if he were a heavenly genius or not. There was only sadness in their gazes and a hint of blame for robbing them of their grandfather's favor.

In his gaze, they were like little kids seeking their elder's approval, yet he couldn't judge after they went through. Perhaps, they realized what a family is after losing them in an instant and were afraid of losing their pillar's trust.

"Jerius, our descendant has no need to prove that to you. I'll tell you now that you can't defeat him..."

'Oye, that's only going to rile him up...'

Davis almost gave a long eye to Founder Alstreim Windstorm, wondering if he intentionally did that, and just as expected, everyone else's expression changed.

"What!?

Jerius Alstreim fumed. It was his first time being disrespected to this level. A mere mortal would defeat him!?

"You!" He pointed at Davis, "I don't care if you're staying or not. Just battle me for once. I know you killed immortals, which is a feat nothing short of a heavenly genius, but I'll have you know that I'm stronger than you at the moment. You won't get any respect from me until you become stronger than me!"

'I didn't ask...'

Davis remained indifferent but looking at everyone go silent, expecting his reply, he inwardly grumbled.

"Fine, how do you want to enact the exchange?"

Jerius Alstreim finally smiled, "Davis Loret, you could also be considered my descendant, although I don't know if we're of the same lineage. However, I won't make it difficult for you. You choose the way of battling, whichever is advantageous for you."

"Alright." Davis perfunctorily nodded, "Let's do arm-wrestling."

"What?"

Jerius blinked while everyone else in his family couldn't help but be stunned before they lightly smiled.

"Are you sure?" He hesitated before he asked.

Panning his gaze at the reaction of Jerius's people, Davis asked, "Why?"

"I practice both Wind Laws and Earth Laws, of which the latter is a trait of my father's. You will be at an enormous disadvantage if you want to play arm-wrestling with me."

"I see."

"Yes, you can change it if you want."

Jerius magnanimously waved his sleeves, causing everyone in his family to nod in approval.

"Alright, I'll change it."

Davis's answer made them smile more, but his next words caused their expressions to churn.

"We won't use any of our law comprehensions but only use our bodily strength to compete in arm-wrestling."