Princess Isabella saw Emine take care of Mo Mingzhi before she looked at Clara.
"Clara, in a few months or years, your brother would return here to marry me... So, don’t be hasty. He additionally instructed me to convince you to stay here until he can come back."
Emine’s heart shook as she kept Mo Mingzhi on her favorite recliner. She knew that she came here to relax at least once a week, but this was the first time she was looking at a fainted Mingzhi. But, what the hell!?
Third wife!?
The former Ruth Empress is her Crown Prince’s third wife!? What is going on!?
Emine remained absolutely flabbergasted as she looked at Mo Mingzhi, not daring to look at them.
"Mhm..." Clara’s voice sounded a bit dissatisfied, "Although I’m close to the Seventh Stage, I think I’ll listen to my brother’s instructions for now..."
At the time when Davis and the others left, she was told to come only after she had reached the Seventh Stage or after they had taken care of the trouble in the Alstreim Family.
She already knew that her mother had successfully obtained revenge and was ecstatic over it, but they still didn’t come to get her, making her feel a bit disappointed. However, she inwardly knew she was being expected to take care of the Loret Family and its Empire, so she could only comply and meet their expectations.
However, there was a limit to her patience.
Princess Isabella’s lips twitched, "As expected of the person who managed to clear the Emperor Grade Trial in a single try..."
She could sense that Clara was undoubtedly in the Law Manifestation Stage. To be exact, Clara is in the Mid-Level Law Manifestation Stage.
In her perspective, both of these siblings were monsters.
Davis hadn’t told her that he had cleared the Immortal Grade Trial in the Earth Dragon Immortal’s Inheritance, so everyone thought that he had only cleared the Emperor Grade Trial.
However...
"What kind of Law Manifestation did you manifest?" Princess Isabella asked with interest.
"When I broke through to the Law Manifestation Stage, I visited the Immortal Inheritance Site at the Firzen Island, and the Ice Phoenix Immortal assured me that I had reached Superior Law Manifestation," Clara spoke with indifference.
"Superior Law Manifestation..." Princess Isabella’s lips twitched again, "Then you’re the same as Evelynn..."
"Mhm?" Clara became doubtful, "What does Princess Isabella mean?"
Princess Isabella simply shrugged, "I meant as it is..."
Clara’s eyes narrowed, "If I recall correctly, the Ice Phoenix Immortal mentioned that Superior Law Manifestation is the highest manifestation reachable for a cultivator..."
"Yes, you are right about that..." Princess Isabella nodded as if it were a matter of fact.
"Then..." Clara’s eyes were filled with confusion before it widened, "You didn’t mean that I had become weaker, but sister-in-law had become stronger?"
Princess Isabella wryly smiled as she added, "Yes, way stronger. Evelynn is a far cry from her previous self. Her Poison Laws can threaten even me if I don’t wear my martial energy around me for defense. I can understand your sentiments, Clara."
Unexpectedly, Clara’s lips curved as she smiled, "My brother’s eyes are as sharp as ever..."
Princess Isabella nodded her head with approval, "Seeing that he fell in love with me even before we married, he has sharp, discerning eyes indeed..."
Clara imperceptibly shook her head. Her brother was apparently living his life now instead of adhering to some old practices and customs she heard from Mo Mingzhi.
At this moment, Mo Mingzhi woke up, her eyes flashing with a bit of confusion as she saw Princess Isabella and Clara still be present in front of her eyes.
’I am not dead...?’
She looked around with her pupils, noticing that she was resting on her favorite recliner. She sat up, feeling giddy.
"I see you have woken up..." Princess Isabella spoke, but her voice was no longer cold.
Mo Mingzhi turned to look at her, her eyes seething with confusion. A moment later, her memories flooded in like a tide, "Geh! You’re Davis’s third wife..."
"That’s right. You don’t need to hold any doubts over that fact." Princess Isabella smirked, "If your resolve is something half-hearted, I wanted to sever it into pieces, but now I know that it isn’t something that would even break down with an actual death threat."
"But beware, there are already thousands of women trying to gain his favor, and you’re merely one of them."
Mo Mingzhi appeared to be confused, not knowing why Princess Isabella suddenly seemed to be no longer angered at her, but instead, almost seemed as if advising her.
She stood up, feeling the dizziness disappear before she stared with a determined glint, "Thank you for your guidance...? But don’t worry, I will soon be one of you."
Princess Isabella stared back for a while before she turned amused, "I look forward to your meeting with him."
She gently floated, seemingly looking into the distance, casting her gaze in the direction of the secret entrance.
"Wait! If you’re going to the other side, take me with you!" Mo Mingzhi cried out as she took a few steps forward.
Princess Isabella returned her gaze to Mo Mingzhi, squinting her brows, "I’m not going to the other side."
Mo Mingzhi’s expression fell as she lowered her head, "I see..."
"However, as an apology to my rude actions, I’ll take you to him after I return from my seclusion in a few months or years, or you can simply await his return since even if not for me, he would return to bring his little sister Clara away."
Mo Mingzhi became taken aback, not really expecting an apology to come from the other party, who was the grand existence and the gem of the Ruth Empire.
However, she couldn’t see what merit Princess Isabella had in helping her meet Davis. Could it be her sharing a bed with her man was an advantage for her?
How could it be?
Unless she was trying to please Davis, she really couldn’t think of anything else.
Princess Isabella stared for a while before casting her gaze towards the ruling Empress, "Clara, don’t forget to declare that the Loret Empire and the Ruth Empire are entering an alliance over the marriage between Davis and me on the fixed date I mentioned before. My Imperial Father had already cast his approval, so you don’t need to formally contact him."
"Also, if any of my half-siblings dare to make trouble for you or your empire, go ahead and arrest them, or even kill them. I’ll take the responsibility since I trust that Davis’s precious little sister wouldn’t punish people for no valid reason."
"I understand..." Clara nodded her head with a bit of solemnness.
Mo Mingzhi’s eyes lit up.
So they hadn’t married yet.
However, they could’ve slept, and she wouldn’t have known. She understood this point, making her become a bit sullen.
Princess Isabella turned around after saying that piece of information and shot into the distance as a boom echoed, her silhouette appearing to have vanished into thin air at the next moment.
Mo Mingzhi blinked, comparing Princess Isabella to a tiny machine fitted with a warp drive. Although it was a short distance, it looked as if Princess Isabella teleported right in front of her eyes, making her heartbeat speed up like a wild beast.
She stiffly turned to look at Clara, "What stage is Princess Isabella at?"
Clara’s lips simply moved, but there was a bit of excitement in her eyes, "The Martial Sage Stage, the Eighth Stage in Body Tempering Cultivation."
’What the hell!? She could’ve totally flattened me without even moving...’
Mo Mingzhi became terrified before she instantly understood that she was just being tested. If not, how could she have survived that sword swing?
Surely, just the wind from the jerk of her hand would’ve severed her head!
As a cultivator who knew the difference between subsequent levels and stages, she knew the gap became deeper and deeper for every breakthrough. In fact, it was common knowledge, but some cultivators failed to grasp this concept unless they experienced it with their own bodies.
Nevertheless, if Davis was able to conquer such a woman, then surely, he must be stronger than her, or was his attractiveness just too much for them?
She couldn’t understand but was sure dreamy of him. Her expression turned into one of happiness as she knew that her man wasn’t any less than those Immortals she heard in the stories.
’Mhm... The true world’s Immortals are way more powerful than on the stories I read if an Eighth Stage Cultivator can travel at that speed...’
"Here. Brother instructed me to give this to you." Suddenly, a melodious voice echoed, interrupting her thoughts.
Clara raised her hand, and a tiny ten-milliliter vial appeared, causing Mo Mingzhi to experience another shock.
"What is this...?"
Clara gave a simple explanation, to which Mo Mingzhi reacted as if she been fed some petrification pills. She was stiff with some amount of disbelief still flashing past her eyes, "Davis gave something like that to me? With this, wouldn’t it be possible for me to race through my cultivation path, quickly arriving in the Sixth Stage while using the shortest time possible?"
"Yes, but Brother had also told me to warn you not to increase your Body Tempering Cultivation by too much. Otherwise, you would find it extremely difficult to increase your Essence Gathering Cultivation as it would require more energy." Clara advised.
Mo Mingzhi still did not take the vial but stood rooted on the place, looking as if she had lost her soul. A moment later, a smile spread across her thin, luscious, crimson lips.
’If returning the wealth you took from my father to me is some mere burden or responsibility, then why did you give me this precious resource that would make billions beg like a dog to you as they grovel at your feet, Davis?’
Mo Mingzhi couldn’t help but feel that there was a special intent behind his actions. Even if she did not meet him today or learned the fact that he had finally accepted polygamy, she was entirely satisfied for the day.
It was as if the heavens or himself had given her the green signal to make a move on him!
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In another Empire.
There were only two people present here on the lower floor of a particular palace, and they seemed to have stopped in front of a tunnel.
They were a man and a woman, dressed in luxurious imperial robes.
The woman slit her index finger with her thumb’s nail and waved her hand as the droplets of her blood fell on the tunnel.
A flash of light appeared in the tunnel, and the man appeared to be visibly taken aback as his eyes widened.
These two were none other than Princess Isabella Ruth and Emperor Mark Ruth!
Princess Isabella began to walk towards the tunnel without a prompt from her Imperial Father, who watched her with a bit of anxiousness.
"Wait...!"