Divine Emperor of Death Chapter 213 I’m Cursed

As soon as he thought what use would that be, he threw away the thought out of his mind.

Without even having one to teach him, he could arrive at some conclusions which he didn’t want to think about.

After moving around the place and investigating it for some time; an hour, he finally concluded that there was nothing of actual gain here, not even a hidden room.

Davis sighed. Even if there was a slight chance that he could find something interesting here, he would’ve been awarded more than 1500+ Points rather than the initial 1500 Cloud Spring Points.

Just when he shook his head in pity and thought about leaving, his Soul Sense suddenly picked up two people heading towards him!

No, to be exact, they were currently entering the tomb, heading for the place he was staying at.

Davis, as a cautious person, instantly stimulated the Dark Concealing Shroud Technique and hid near a corner.

A few minutes later, he heard footsteps echoing rhythmically, slowly increasing in loudness before he could see them with his eyes.

It was a young-looking man and a woman who was absolutely gorgeous.

The man was dressed in a simple robe attire yet when he stood there, an air of mystery emanated from him. His eyebrows and nose looked sharp yet his eyes were round and gentle.

The woman who was clad in a slightly revealing robe, glanced around the room as her cold eyes scrutinized, her eyelids slowly fluttering in trepidation.

A few moments of silence passed by before the woman silently slid off her pure white snow robes, revealing her beautiful curves.

Davis almost let off a gasp off his mouth because the direction in which woman was facing was where he was hidden!

He could completely see her standing with only her undergarments covering her the places of her consecrated pale skin.

A second later, his frozen face turned into one of anger as he understood the situation.

He cursed in his mind at the heavens who gave him this fate!

Why did people have to do something like this no matter where he goes? Was this a curse?

The man looked at her back and a faint amount of lust, filled his eyes, yet he didn’t make a move.

"Are you sure?" The man slowly asked, his voice tinged with expectation and even, hesitation.

The woman glanced at him, her face cold to the extreme, "Didn’t you want me?"

The man’s eyes lit up, he closed in on her and wrapped his arms around her in an embrace, "Mulia, you are of the Falling Snow Sect while I’m from the Towering Cloud Hall, you..."

"Enough! If you don’t want me, I’m leaving..." Feeling the warmth, Mulia bit her lips when she thought about his concern.

The man’s eyes flashed as he quickly bit her earlobe causing her cheeks to turn rosy. His hands slowly undid her undergarment as it fell off from her curvaceous body.

Placing his two hands on her twin peaks, he fondled them to his heart’s content.

Mulia bit her lips, trying hard to not moan from the pleasure, yet from her cold face and mouth, a slight moan escaped which greatly increased the speed of the rapacious hands in front of her breasts.

Just when she was starting to lose her breath, she was turned to face him and made to lean on his shoulders.

Her heart pounded like crazy, yet she didn’t dare to look at his face with her current complex emotions.

"Mulia, call my name..." The man uttered, his gaze filled with love.

Mulia raised her head up, yet she didn’t call his name but looked at him with a slightly cold expression.

The man’s brows furrowed, thinking that she was not happy, yet when he thought about how she gathered her courage to call him here, even going as far as to deceive her own guards, he couldn’t help but peck her rosy lips.

The kiss slowly turned into a lovely one, when her eyes turned wide before slowly closing up.

When he released her from his lips, Mulia slowly fell to the ground, lying on her undid robes, "Take me, Hadian..."

When her cold yet lovely voice reached his ears, Hadian made a resolve to himself.

He quickly removed his robes while Mulia removed her lower undergarment.

When she saw the thing hanging on his lower body, her body slowly trembled and her expression changed.

"Mulia, no matter what the Falling Snow Sect says, you’re my wife!"

....

Davis stood outside the tomb with a not so amusing expression on his face.

Last time, he had to offend the young master, so he had no choice but to offend Young Master Jackson using the Imagery Crystal to record his affairs.

Davis certainly wasn’t a peep or a voyeuristic lecher, so he had no wish to stay after witnessing something like that happen.

He immediately left when the man embraced the woman from behind her back, while only managing to hear that those two were from the Towering Cloud Hall and Falling Snow Sect respectively.

Though the only thing tearing up his mind was that he had no idea why those two would be so desperate as to do the deed in a tomb. Was it since they were from two separate and competitive peak powers?

But it didn’t matter to him one bit since he arrived and finished his mission, so all he felt that it was about time for him to leave.

That said, those two were both Law Seed Stage Cultivators, so he had his doubts on why such powerful cultivators would appear here.

While thinking about such thoughts, he started leaving the place by heading east, to the direction he entered.

Soon, half a day passed when his Soul Sense suddenly detected a cultivator heading towards his direction.

The next second he turned alert, his Soul Sense picked up a few more cultivators heading in his direction.

A few seconds later, a large number of cultivators flooded his Soul Sense, causing him to pull back his Soul Sense because, unexpectedly, there was a person who was able to react to his probe!

’Shit! He detected my presence!’ Davis was utterly dumbfounded by the presence of these strong cultivators in this area, much less of the person who was able to detect him.

His scalp turned numb. He couldn’t even tell or guess that man’s cultivation base!

Wasn’t this supposed to be a Warrior Grade Mission? Designed only for those who were capable of dealing with Fourth Stage Cultivators?