Divine Emperor of Death Chapter 262 Natalya’s Thoughts

Suddenly, Fiora jumped on Natalya and whispered, "Elder Sister, are you sure that staying with this person is safe!?"

Natalya rolled her eyes, "It’s safe, he’s harmless..."

She didn’t dare to reveal his identity afraid that he would kill both of them now. Although the other party was nice to them, she knew that it was only because they didn’t inconvenience him much.

Fiora laughed, thinking that her sister was joking.

If Davis had heard this, it would more or less hurt his pride, provoking him into teasing her till she pleads for mercy but he didn’t use his Soul Sense on them, so he had no way of knowing.

"Although he had saved you and treats you nicely, it still isn’t safe to stay with him, after all, didn’t father say that a harmless man is a wolf in sheep’s clothing..." Fiora causally said, inducing fear in Natalya’s heart.

Natalya’s heart skipped a beat. If it were really the case, wouldn’t she fall victim to that young boy’s claws one day?

Thinking to that point, Natalya blushed, both in fear and anticipation.

Wait! Anticipation?

Instantly she realized that something was wrong with her thoughts.

’Have I fallen for him?!’ Natalya shouted in her head, not able to believe that she wasn’t repulsed by that thought anymore!

"Hmm? What’s wrong, elder sister?" Fiora noticed her elder sister blushing and was confused before she uttered, "Could it be yo..."

Natalya instantly cut her off by pinching Fiora’s ears, "You brat! How dare you sell yourself for me! Never do that again!"

Fiora trembled and cheeks instantly turned crimson enough to make her dizzy from shame. She looked like she was going to cry.

Natalya had a hard time understanding her sister. How could she give away herself like that when the latter couldn’t even tell if she was alive in the first place?

Natalya gave off a sigh and moved her hand to her shoulder while handing her over the raven shaped mask she hadn’t used after that event, "Leave it, and you better keep yourself safe while going back."

Fiora bit her lips as she accepted the mask. After a parting glance, she bid farewell and left the residence.

After Fiora left, Natalya came back to Davis’s room to discuss the next step of actions they, no, he was going to take.

Natalya sat on the red-colored mattress and looked at his face which had no mask on it. His face was pure with a look of calmness and confidence mixed into his eyes.

Except, the way she looked at him had already changed a little bit as she was conscious about her previous thoughts.

Davis who was too busy thinking about other things didn’t manage to notice the change in her demeanor or the way she looked at him.

He glanced at her and straight away said, "Good timing, Natalya. I was just thinking about your cultivation..."

"My cultivation?" Natalya was astonished as she momentarily blanked.

What about her cultivation?

Oh, right! She had just vowed yesterday to become powerful but held on to her thoughts in fear of being abandoned.

Now was he going to teach her cultivation? Take her in as his disciple?

Thinking like this, expectation filled her heart.

Davis nodded his head and said, "I remember that you said that you have a low talent for cultivation?"

"Yes, I do..." Natalya hung her down as a wave of inferiority washed over her heart, replacing the previous excitement she felt.

"Do you really have a low talent for cultivation or do you just skip most of your cultivation time?" Davis asked with a scrutinizing gaze.

"No, I tried hard cultivating, even going far as to call for external help, but after a long time of cultivating hard, they also realized that I have no talent. The time I spent cultivating just wasn’t worth all the effort and resources."

Davis nodded his head thinking whether if this woman was inhibited by some defects in her body.

Then he realized that he was no physician, and was getting out of bounds with his thoughts.

He suddenly thought of a method to increase her cultivation but that was just that it was too cruel for a woman.

Even so, he wanted to confirm if there were other options.

"This external help you mentioned, did they offer some solutions to your cultivation problem?"

Natalya thought a little bit before answering, "I think they did offer two methods to increase my cultivation."

Davis’s eyes lit up, "Two? Go ahead and tell me what those two are!"

"This..." Natalya’s eyes darted around before she said, "They mentioned that I could increase my strength through Body Tempering Cultivation."

"I thought the same!" Davis said out loud.

Body Tempering Cultivation didn’t require talent to be of help, it mostly needed willpower, endurance, the ability to withstand pain and fatigue.

Other than this, it only needed resources that could be obtained depending on the person’s wealth and environment.

Davis had given Natalya 3,000 Low-Level Spirit Stones, so if she could withstand pain and endure exhaustion while body cultivating, she will be able to easily overcome the cultivation gap between her little sister.

Natalya avoided his gaze as she inclined her fingers against each other, acting rather evasive, "I think I don’t fancy that method, hehe..."

Davis sighed on hearing her answer.

It couldn’t be helped, huh? After all, a woman would in no way try to ruin her own figure, at least Natalya wouldn’t do so.

"Then what’s the second solution?" He asked.

Natalya stopped tapping her fingers, her face turned into a red shade like an apple.

Seeing this, Davis suddenly thought of the research material he had been studying before.

"It’s through Dual Cultivation..." Natalya uttered meekly as her eyelids trembled.

’Yeah, I just thought of it...’ Davis answered to himself but didn’t say it out loud.

Actually, uttering the words Dual Cultivation in this world is no different from uttering the word sex in his previous life.

That’s why Natalya was incredibly embarrassed about answering his question. Seeing Davis stay silent and indifferent, Natalya felt like an idiot, thinking that she had lost face.

At this moment, she totally forgot about how she had once wet herself in front of him. Only grievances were left, inwardly berating him for his lack of interest towards her.

Wasn’t she up to par by his standard? She couldn’t help think that way now that her thoughts were incredibly complex.

Taking a deep breath, she returned to her old self once more as she thought, ’Well, it must be just a sense of warmth and security. I should give it some time, it will eventually disappear from my heart...’