Divine Emperor of Death

The red-haired woman knew that the poison wouldn't act soon on a Seventh Stage Cultivator as their energy would suppress it but if their souls were suppressed, making them unable to do anything, it was the same as being left in a defenseless state.

For the nth time in her heart, the red-haired woman understood the importance of Soul Forging Cultivation which was also the weakest cultivation system she trained in, amounting to nothing more than the Third Stage, Young Soul Stage. 

Soul Cultivators were feared! Highly respected! This never changed even in the higher stages since they possessed mystical and elusive means!

"Don't worry, a while ago, I sprinkled some more grams of the King Grade Poison cultivated from the Maggot Worm King we bought in the recent auction, right in your meal." The white-haired woman coldly laughed.

The ancestor's face changed, his face was one of understanding. He too had attended the auction and that was where he also got this disguised High-Level Spirit Stone Fragment from the casanova that he blackmailed.

It had been along with numerous other Fragments to avoid detection, so the one he received happened to be the Hundred Shaped Wistful Cloud.

"You! You two are the Ice and Fire Duo of Beryl City!"

"What use is it knowing before you die?" The white-haired woman coldly spoke before she waved her hands again as a thought formed in her head, 'Besides, we will shortly leave...'

An Ice Blade formed before her figure, instantly shooting towards the ancestor who had his eyes wide from horror.

*Slash!~*

His severed head flew in an arc before it fell on the floor, his horrified pupils glazing over the venomous gaze of the woman who was none other than his granddaughter.

'In the end, both you and I failed to survive... My vicious granddaughter....'

Only this thought remained in his head before his consciousness vanished into nothingness. 

The white-haired woman didn't even bother to look at their ending as her gaze landed on the Hundred Shaped Wistful Cloud, "A pity that its not a Thousand Shaped Wistful Cloud, or else I would have a chance to enter the Eighth Stage in a few years." 

The red-haired woman's nose twitched from the putrid smell emanating in the Banquet Hall. She frowned and paused for a second but then waved her hands.

Wisps of fire flew in multiple directions, landing in the disgusting corpses. The corpses abruptly blazed, flames soaring high but failed to affect the surroundings.

"It's not contagious." The white-haired woman coldly laughed when she saw what the red-haired woman did. She cast her gaze over to the wiggling tentacles and saw the white-colored gas cloud trying to escape.

"Shirley, protect me. I'm going to absorb the Hundred Shaped Wistful Cloud and break into the Supreme Soul Stage."

The white-haired woman promptly sat down and shoved the white gas cloud into her mouth without waiting for a reply.

"Ellia! St..." 

*Boom!~*

It was as if a silent explosion resounded in their hearts, their hearts resonating with heaven and earth energy.

Shirley only felt the resonation in her soul to be illusory. She then noticed the white gas cloud move above towards Ellia's head. Simultaneously, Ellia's eyes radiated blinding light, prompting her to take a step back from the fear of the unknown.

Shirley wanted to stop Ellia from consuming the King Grade Ingredient in this place. She, at the least, wanted to stop her from creating a commotion in this place as her instincts told that it would be better to do it in their own residence.

She sighed again for the nth time in her heart.

It was more like she was the maid and Ellia was the princess.

'Is she really Davis's maid or another entity altogether?' 

Shirley had this doubt for more than two years, ever since the time she had accepted Ellia's invitation. She couldn't fathom what exactly was happening to Ellia.

At one moment, her gaze would turn aggressive. Another moment, her gaze would turn cold, her words icy and mocking.

The former gave Shirley the feeling that it was undoubtedly Ellia while the latter made her think that Ellia had another entity within her.

Shirley's gaze gradually turned complex as she continued to scrutinize Ellia.

This woman who was supposed to be inferior to her had long surpassed her in every way she can possibly imagine.

'She has beauty, strength, wits, wariness, Davis's favor....' Shirley's brows suddenly narrowed, 'Wait! If she had his favor, why is she traveling with me instead of him?'

'Isn't it more safe and efficient to travel with Davis rather than me? Why me?' Shirley found this discrepancy.

Nevertheless, she vaguely knew that Ellia and Davis weren't in good terms from the time when Davis came to Ashton Empire's capital.

Shirley knew that she was nothing more than garbage, a piece of luggage that Ellia carried with her.

No matter which fight they got into, it was resolved by Ellia in a matter of minutes. She did absolutely nothing other than tag around while taking advantage to gain resources and cultivate.

'I'm like a parasite...' 

Shirley mocked herself as a wry while lot up her face.

She had reached the Low-Level Law Manifestation Stage from Low-Level Law Seed Stage in these three short years.

Other than that, she had also trained her Body Tempering Cultivation and Soul Forging Cultivation but that didn't amount to much as they were both at the Third Stage.

Her gaze which never strayed away from Ellia relaxed, 'Sigh, how is she cultivating so fast? Does she face no obstructions on cultivation as her talent is too high?'

'She's younger than me yet achieved Peak-Level Law Manifestation Stage in Essence Gathering Cultivation."

'As for Soul Forging Cultivation, she's trying to break into the Supreme Soul Stage from her Peak-Level Mature Soul Stage Cultivation...' Shirley could only let out a helpless chuckle as a sense of inferiority embraced her heart.

Nevertheless, if someone said that there isn't anything wrong with Ellia, she definitely wouldn't believe it!

She had been observing Ellia for over three years! It didn't take much to notice her abnormality but it took her all to not be curious about it.

The last time she posed a question about her abnormality was the time when she almost died from fright. That event was the main reason why she no longer displayed arrogance in front of Ellia.

From that moment on, she confirmed her doubts that this Ice Queen was no longer Ellia but another entity.

If not, how was it that Ellia knew a wide variety of ingredients, many forms of techniques, able to get past the watchful eyes of the major powers, able to command her like a princess?

Shirley shook her head and waited for an hour, pondering over the matter before eventually giving up. Her mind gradually shifted to another person who refused to get out of her heart.

After displaying her determination in the Fire Phoenix Trial, it became difficult to extricate herself from her obsession. Instead, it became even more painful for her to hold herself up. If it weren't for Ellia's invitation at that time, she felt that she would've made contact with Davis to convince him. However, she was insecure, hence she felt that it would be better to follow Ellia to the First Layer.

The latter had already displayed her strength before going to the First Layer, which boosted her confidence.

Yes, she felt that she had more of a chance to be with him if she were powerful than Davis. At that time, with her allure as a strong and beautiful woman, would he reject her?

Such thinking led her to increase her strength by coming to this place.