Divine Emperor of Death

Chapter 4907  Dreading Returning?

Now that Davis was learning some aspects of fate better and better to a deeper comprehension, he now understood why Ellia would give birth to Lydia.

Ellia was not someone who was part of the sea of fate. She was born through the soul of Myria. Therefore, she had no fate, so the sea of fate had to create a fate trajectory that was not so explosive but led to the end quickly to keep everything within check and reason. This logic supported the fact that Myria's incarnations met quick ends.

Nonetheless, Ellia should've been devoured by Myria by all rights before reaching the Empyrean Stage, but Myria didn't make such a decision, instead opting to create an Eternal Life Body, which plugged the defects of her Eternal Life Soul.

Therefore, the collective sea of fate was forced to create more trajectories for Ellia's life and thereby pulled Lydia's rebirth into account and tied it to their fate.

Perhaps Lydia's previous incarnation was meant to die thoroughly, her truesoul completely extinguished. He didn't know why, but he felt like he would know after he met with Lydia.

Still, Davis couldn't help but feel cold feet.

The hurdle was too high for a doting father like him.

'Dammit, at least, it would've been a bit better if a son had been a reincarnator instead… I could be much more heavy-handed and bold like father was with me…'

Davis thought, but quickly shook his head as he didn't want to jinx it.

He turned around and kissed Zenova's forehead, but felt the urge again as her legs comfortably moved around him, causing him to roll her onto her back in one fluid motion.

Zenova let out a gasp of surprise, but also desire, as she quickly smiled like a demoness. Her legs parted for his thick cock naturally before she locked him in place. Her lips parted, a sly smile forming as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Davis~ My love~" Zenova purred, her voice a sultry whisper that vibrated against his ear, "And here I thought you'd grown tired of me after turning my world upside down for four days straight."

"Never."

He leaned in, capturing her lips in a deep, possessive kiss, his tongue invading her mouth with the same dominance he'd shown in their cultivation. She moaned into him, her body arching up to meet his, her nails raking lightly down his back.

Breaking the kiss, he trailed his lips along her jawline, nipping at her earlobe, "You've got me hooked, Zenova. That tight, divine cave of yours... You did great guarding it for me all this time."

His words were laced with desire and affection.

Zenova's cheeks flushed, but her eyes sparkled with that insane devotion he'd glimpsed before, "You have your way with your tongue. We have limited time, so make use of my body as much as you can before time's up."

She shifted beneath him, her legs parting invitingly, her hand guiding his already hardening length toward her entrance.

Davis didn't need further invitation.

With a guttural groan, he thrust into her welcoming warmth, slow and deliberate at first, savoring the way her walls clenched around him like a vice of pure bliss.

His eyes quivered over the heavenly feeling, not knowing how this action he had performed countless times over many women was even more exquisite inside her honey pot. It was like she was not a human but a true goddess.

Maybe all female Empyreans were like this? Davis was unsure.

"Ahh... yes, dominate me," Zenova whimpered, her head tilting back, exposing her neck for him to devour with bites and licks.

*Paah!~* *Paah!~*

The rhythmic sounds of their bodies colliding filled the room once more, her moans growing louder as he picked up the pace, his hands roaming her curves as he squeezed her breasts, pinched her nipples until she cried out in ecstasy. Yin and yang essences swirled between them, fueling another minor surge in her cultivation while sparks of lightning and flames danced harmlessly across their skin.

As Empyreans, even the palace trembled to their thrusts, much less their natural energies ricochet across them and their room. They had no doubt that the entire denizens of this pocket realm knew of their dual cultivation, but it didn't stop them one bit.

In the distance, Fairy Wix Voidfield's cheeks grew heated as she watched the palace tremble not only now but for the past two days. The palace was made up of Empyrean Grade materials, so it couldn't withstand Empyrean undulations that reached the level of Exalts.

This was why she had said for them to keep quiet and not even start a battle for exchanging pointers, but a pair seemed to be battling on the bed!

"Little brother is fierce!" Karyot raised his thumb high up in the sky.

He appeared to joke, but it got him the glares instead, making him laugh and leave.

"Let's meet half an hour later then!"

Fairy Wix Voidfield also advised the same, even backing up Davis, that she decided to rest more. They left, and the group returned nearly an hour later when Davis and Zenova could finally be seen.

"Everyone, thanks for waiting for me."

Davis said with a hearty laugh that some felt like punching.

But they all nodded and waited for Fairy Wix to activate her technique.

"…"

However, their gazes more or less fell on Zenova, and they could see that she was wildly different from what they had seen two days ago. Her eyes were no longer dull but more beautiful and lively. She still held Davis's hand, but it was much more conscious and firm.

Zenova could feel their inquisitive gazes.

She didn't seem embarrassed at all. Instead, as his wife, she felt even more proud. She looked straight at Myria as a faint layer of smirk emerged on her lips as she opened her mouth.

"I am pregnant with our Emperor's child."

"…"

Myria's eyes grew wide while the others also acted in a similar manner, their gazes shocked.

"Seriously?"

Karyot bluttered out.

He was dumbfounded as he knew Davis already had so many children since he had visited his home in the Lower Realms. Now, even after becoming an Empyrean, he was so virile that two days was all it took to get a female Empyrean pregnant?

The chances of that happening were extremely low.

Furthermore, wasn't this woman known to possess destructive energy? How could she get pregnant easily!?

Everyone more or less possessed the same doubts, wondering if she was lying to gain something.

However, they saw Davis nod casually as though it were a matter of fact.

"Yes, she's pregnant with my child. An immortal child." He confirmed, even adding the immortal part with a prideful tone.

"…"

Only a faint wind of silence blew over them all, making Davis feel quite awkward.

"Wait, you're at Level Six Empyrean Stage already?" Nyoran gawked.

With a faint smile, Zenova answered, "Indeed."

Her majestic voice sounded sexier and smugger than ever.