Divine Emperor of Death Chapter 1679 - Hiding Someone?

The Spirit Commander of the Frozen Sky Force, Uncle Yom, appeared noble and gallant with splendid fur hunted from a silver fox over his shoulder. His facial features seemed to be sharp and handsome, while his white eyes were staring at Princess Iesha.

"So if no one’s here, who were you talking to? You said ’wait’ if I’m not wrong."

He narrowed his eyes, his spirit aura appearing intimidating.

On the other hand, Iesha had her head lowered as she bit her lips.

"I... I was practicing my skills before I messed up and fell. I didn’t want Uncle Yom to see me like this...."

"Oh, I heard that you were trying to leave, but now you’re practicing your skills? You must be a... unique woman..."

Uncle Yom rubbed his chin, looking amused as he once again looked around before he nodded and turned around.

Iesha had already stood up by this point. She thought he was going to leave, but he instead closed the door and turned to look at her.

"Well then, I hope you are ready."

Iesha abruptly took two steps backward as she retreated, causing Uncle Yom to narrow his eyes.

"Today, your imperial father, my imperial brother, and Emperor asked me to take you as my third wife. Honestly, you are not to my liking as you’re a well-known sympathizer of humans and magical beasts, but since it is my Emperor’s will, I shall not stand on ceremony."

Uncle Yom took a step forward while Iesha felt her scalp turn numb as she raised her hand.

"Wait... I..."

"What? You are unwilling?"

Uncle Yom frowned, appearing confused.

"Am I hearing you correctly? Do you know what would happen if you refused me? The best thing that can happen to you is that you will be married off to a Lord so that you won’t become a burden to the imperial resources. But if you go there, you can wave your cultivation goodbye as it stagnates in the Spirit Ancestor Stage for years to come."

"As for the worst-case scenario, you will be sent as a political tool to another power. In that power, it is doubtful if you can even conceive the next generation, and even if you did, there’s no guarantee that your progeny will be a Frigid World Spirit or some other mixed-race child. Most of the time, such a mixed-race child will not bear any exemplary results for you. Instead, you’ll be dominated or treated badly, and your cultivation will stagnate in the Low-Level Spirit Ancestor Stage till you die. They’ll make sure you don’t get any cultivation resources so that you don’t hold sway in their power."

Iesha’s brows were trembling as she knew what her Uncle Yom said was the truth.

"As a fellow Frigid World Spirit, I don’t appreciate that happening to our women as I’ve seen it time and time again during the seventy thousand years I lived. I have two wives, and you will become the third. My wives are both High-Level Spirit Ancestors like me, so I promise that you will not be treated badly."

Uncle Yom sighed before he spoke.

"I’ll give you a chance again, so think carefully before you give me your answer again."

Iesha’s lips went agape and closed, appearing as if she wanted to say something, but at this time, her eyes widened as she lowered her head.

*Crack!~*

Iesha experienced a shock at this moment as she looked at her spirit sea.

The human’s slave seal! It actually shattered, fading away from her spirit sea!

’That human... He really kept his words...!???’

Iesha reeled in disbelief.

Moreover, it shattered and disappeared as if it didn’t harm her at all. There was nothing impeding her anymore, making her no longer feel constrained or restricted. As if gaining a second wind, her glazed eyes gained confidence and determination.

"I’m sorry, Uncle Yom. I’m not worthy of your dignified stature."

"...!?"

Uncle Yom’s eyes widened. His brows kept twitching before he took a deep breath and tried to calm himself.

"Iesha, I heard that you were unable to become a Spirit Ancestor by sixteen, and yet, you have the gall to refuse me twice...?"

Ice spirits were more relaxed and prideful creatures.

One should either make them enraged enough to show emotion like anger or hurt their pride.

Seeing Uncle Yom looking at her furiously, Iesha totally understood that by refusing him, she refused his great presence in her life, and that was akin to looking down on his reputation. She was creating a stain on a man with a remarkable reputation.

If anyone came to know that she, a failure of a princess, refused to engage with a man of this caliber, his reputation would take a dip, and that was certainly offensive to Uncle Yom.

However, she, whose spirit sea was already stained by a human, already had the thought that she was not worthy enough to be in the presence of such a man. At the same time, she could not say what was wrong with her as she would reveal that human’s presence, making her feel stuck as her lips quivered to say something of relevance.

"Foolish woman, did you think I wouldn’t notice that you lied to me? There were no undulations of ice or yin energy when I entered the room. You were not practicing your skills, but you’re hiding something, perhaps, someone..."

Uncle Yom pointed at Iesha, looking angered before he turned around.

"Hmph, fine. Your lover is rather capable of being able to hide from me. I won’t tell your imperial father about this matter, but I will say that you rejected me. From this moment onward, even if you said that you want me, remember that I’m done showing good faith to you."

"Wha-? Uncle Yom. You misunderstood! I don’t have any-"

*Bam!~*

The door closed on Iesha as Uncle Yom left.

Iesha’s mouth closed and opened, but no words came out of her mouth as she remained dumbfounded. After some time, she finally came out of her reverie, her back that was taut finally relaxing as she stood straight and heaved a sigh of relief.

"All things said, I guess I’m screwed. Isn’t that right, Davis... Loret?"

"..."

No voice emerged from the silent space that was her adorned and decorated room.

"You left, huh..."

Iesha heaved a sigh, but it was a complex sigh that mostly released her exhaustion from today’s events. She turned around, wanting to go to her bed to take some rest, when she abruptly flinched.

"You...!?"

She looked at the purple-robed human look at her with an unamused expression. She stopped and gazed at him for a while, and noticing that he wasn’t going to harm her, she finally relaxed a bit.

"What do you want? Didn’t you say that you were going to kill your way out?"

Iesha’s tone was one of spite, but she didn’t realize that her tone had grown somewhat less hostile.

"Well, your father is outside a few corridors away, probably waiting for your answer to your Uncle Yom. He is the only one who could probably find me at such a close range, but if I were to fight him, you’re dead anyway for hiding me. Sigh, what a drag..."

Iesha looked stunned before she shook her head.

"Oh, no!" She clasped her head with both her hands and panicked.

"If that’s the case, my father would enter and find you. Quick, hide inside my spirit sea again!"

"You..." Davis narrowed his eyes, "Do you understand what you’re asking for again?"

"I do...! Okay!?"

"Then why?"

"It doesn’t matter anymore because I was already disgraced by you!"

Iesha snarled at him while Davis became stunned as he couldn’t understand why she would still help him after he released her from his enslavement.

Wouldn’t it be more appropriate for her to hide behind her father, who’s probably on his way here?

"Do you hate me?" He suddenly couldn’t help but ask.

"Yes, but just get inside me already. Otherwise, all the sacrifices I’ve made to protect the lives of others would be in vain. If they find you and know that I’ve been enslaved, not only would I be killed, but also the others who were with me would meet with the same fate. After all, we remained tight-lipped about this situation!"

Iesha became desperate as she pleadingly looked at him.

However, her naive and honest personality moved Davis.

"Fine... don’t complain that I disgraced you again."

Davis transformed into a bolt of light and shot into her forehead, entering her spirit sea as he began to hide again.

Iesha trembled, but contrary to what she expected to feel, she didn’t feel much nauseous at all.

’Oh no... my spirit is becoming accommodating to his soul.’

Iesha bit her lips, knowing that she was intimately connected with him at this moment. It was like cuddling, except it was through both their souls. This was why spirits never allowed anyone other than their partners to enter their spirit sea. Nevertheless, knowing that many matters were at stake, she calmed quickly as a Frigid World Spirit would.

"You haven’t released the slave seal of others, right?"

"Of course, why would I let them you all go at once? So you can inform my presence after I leave? I just didn’t want your Uncle Yom investigating your soul sea and finding out that you have a slave seal."

Hearing Davis’s words, Iesha couldn’t help but blink.

"You didn’t do it to keep your word?"

"Want me to cast a slave seal again?"

Davis’s cold voice echoed while Iesha’s eyes shook.

"... No!"

"Then try to take me outside as soon as poss-"

*Bam!~*

"You brazen fool! What have you done!?"

A dark-blue-robed person unceremoniously pushed open the door to this room and bellowed at Iesha, causing her to unwittingly shudder.

"Imperial father... I..."