Divine Emperor of Death

Davis had an expression on his face that resembled 'O'.

This whole scenario had been quite unexpected for him.

He hurriedly took another imagery crystal and used it while keeping the other one in his spacial ring.

He then turned around, not willing to see the erotic scene behind him as it would only cause him to be horny.

Besides, it's immoral and went against his rules.

'Cough cough, it's alright. I'm only doing this for research pu... oops, blackmail purposes.' He consoled himself but realised something else, 'Wait! It doesn't sound right! Yes, it's for blackmailing Jackson from making trouble for me in the future... nothing else...'

Davis brushed off the sweat on his forehead as he reassured himself. His expression turned complicated as he felt that he was playing the evil role in this situation.

'Why couldn't it be just another trash young master out there? Why did I have to meet a lovey-dovey couple like this? Is someone playing with my fate?' While Davis thought like this, time quickly passed though he had thoughts on changing his target.

Deciding to check on them, he turned his head and looked at the scene below him.

Jackson and Imryll were embracing each other comfortingly like a newly-wed couple.

Of course, they were dressed and not naked.

'Looks like they didn't it take it too far...' Davis thought.

As for the specifics, he would have to look into the imagery crystal to see which he didn't want to obviously since he wasn't into voyeurism.

Their cuddling session continued for a few minutes before she bid her farewell and left.

Using this chance, Davis also left the room and went back to the inn. He no longer had the mood to bully Jackson after watching all that.

That said, he was able to gauge his cultivation base, Mid-Level Body Transformation Stage, Peak-Level Iron Stage and Peak-Level Infant Soul Stage.

When compared with the geniuses he encountered in the passageway, he could see that Jackson was lacking only in terms of Soul Cultivation.

Seems like his reputation as a genius was well deserved considering the countryside location he was at...

A day later, Jackson left the Elmer Town and headed towards the Desolate Plains.

Davis followed after him along the roadway. He was riding a horse and wore a simple robe which looked quite worn out.

With a mask on his face, and his hair coloured black, he assumed the persona of a totally different person.

The change of his was required since his mission deemed that he must act as a rogue cultivator.

Besides, even if he couldn't feel or sense, he knew that a certain someone was always monitoring him from the shadows.

"What a lame mission, let's get this over with..." Davis whispered and retrieved a normal-looking spear from his storage ring.

"Hyaah!" He bellowed, making the horse speed up in pursuit of the convoy that was a kilometre ahead.

...

"Marc, what are your thoughts on the guest who arrived yesterday?"

"None, young master..."

"I want your honest opinion..." Jackson said with a faint smile.

Marc held a helpless expression as he knew that his young master was testing him.

"Unfathomable..." Marc replied hesitantly.

"Oh... Why do you think so?" Jackson questioned with a serious face but inside he was grinning.

"I could see that young master greatly respects the guest and that guest even had a great beauty serving under him. I feel that guest could probably be a young master of a Sky Grade Family, possibly a peak-level one..." Marc explained seriously after looking at his young master's expression.

A smile emerged on Jackson's face, "Although you are wrong, you are not far off..."

'Heh, Imryll's Family is a Mid-Level Sky Grade Family, just like the Blackwell Family.' He thought as he shook his head.

"I thank the young master for his praise." Marc happily replied, thinking that he passed the test.

"Even though you're not that smart, you deserve some kind of reward for your loyal work."

"Young master is too kind." Although he said that, a wide grin could be seen on his face.

"Since I deem you worthy and loyal, I'll ask my future in-laws to award you a pill that'll help you breakthrough to the Body Transformation Stage."

Marc's face lip up jubilantly but before he could thank his young master he was interrupted.

Jackson raised his hand, "We're not done yet. I'm giving you another option..."

"Another option?" Marc was entirely dumbfounded.

"Yes..." Jackson gave a brief smile.

Seeing that Marc was silent, he continued, "Become my Soul Slave..."

Marc's expression turned ashen as he looked at his young master in horror.

Jackson frowned but raised his hand again, "Hear me out, it concerns your future..."

"Young master, please spa..." Marc blurted out but looking at his young master's expression, he obediently shut his mouth.

"Good!" Jackson nodded, "Firstly, you get to retain your will as I will only have control over your life. Secondly, you gain more resources, possibly valuable than your own life several times to grow powerful. Lastly, this binding will last only for about 100 years."

Marc's expression changed to one of jubilation as he didn't even hesitate, "I accept young master's proposal!"

He was not afraid that he would be turned into a mere soul slave. What he was most afraid was getting turned into a mindless puppet.

He was primarily a servant, degrading to a soul slave for a century might be frustrating but if he could gain more power, he thought that it might be worth it.

Since his young master promised not to control his will, then he was assured that he will still have his consciousness with him. The only thing he would have to ensure is to maintain loyalty. If he could do that, then he would be able to grow alongside his young master.

The already hundred-year-old Marc's expression was all smiles... All he could think was this was such a huge opportunity to him.

'If I let this go then I would truly be a fool' Or so he thought.