Divine Emperor of Death

A light rain had just fallen, leaving a wet layer on the streets. The rays of the moonlight reflected off them, dyeing the entire street into a faint blue hue.

"High-quality healing pill! Ladies and gentlemen, come and take a look!"

"High-quality treasures for sale! There's a thirty percent discount for the first three buyers, so hurry up and take your pick!"

On the streets, peddlers pushed their wooden carts laden with all kinds of treasures and armaments, inching along the sides of the streets. The treasures were all categorized as Emperor Grade. At the very least, each treasure was at the Eighth Stage, while Ninth Stage Treasures also didn't seem uncommon.

As for immortal treasures, they seemed rare but were still being sold for immortal crystals.

Davis swept his gaze along with them, noticing that they were all more or less injured.

Quickly, he understood that these Ninth Stage Powerhouses with severed or broken limbs and other minor injuries were actually survivors trying to sell off the assets of their families or powers, or perhaps, they were stolen goods. After all, if entire cities were decimated, ruins would be formed, and founders would become keepers, although it would not be legally accepted if the rightful heirs came to claim them. 

"Immortal armaments that are exclusively from Purple Ironflame Refining Sect. You can't find it anywhere else!"

"High-quality immortal treasures just imported from High Flamesword City!"

On the other hand, it seemed that they didn't have a license to set up a shop like the other shopkeepers aligning both sides of the streets, selling genuine and accounted goods.

But the most important thing was that…

Humans, magical beasts, feys, and even spirits could be seen in this city, co-existing with each other while everyone mostly minded their own business.

It gave him a glimpse of what the Grand Beginnings Continent would be like in the future.

Davis breathed out as he patted his arms, feeling that the air was cold. The moment his breath left his mouth, it condensed into white mist, which dispersed gradually.

Suddenly, his nose seemed to be attracted to a scent, something that even invoked his sense of hunger.

He turned back to look at a building, raising his head as he saw a four-floor restaurant.

[Jadefish Restaurant]

The giant restaurant cast a giant shadow under the moonlight, but the front was decorated with jade green wisps floating to its gates. Customers streamed incessantly in and out of the restaurant, creating a good reputation among onlookers. The aesthetic of this place was also attractive, causing his lips to purse as he gulped his overflowing saliva.

'Eating immortal-grade food should be able to remove my mortal world aura soon, right?'

Standing in the green-lit pathway of the restaurant, Davis looked towards both sides, appearing hesitant. Then instead of walking into the restaurant, he left the premises.

Many people cast him a knowing smile, thinking that he was penniless, some even commenting negatively in amusement.

Davis also felt their gazes and heard their words, but he paid no heed to them. He was already being viewed with biased gazes ever since he entered the front gate of the Thirty-Fourth Fire Phoenix City because of the mortal world aura on him.

Originally, he thought of letting all of his women out in a less-populated area to experience the air of the immortal world and enjoy the sights of the city. It wasn't like the immortal air wasn't entering the Nine-Treasured Immortal Ordeal Palace, but he felt that it would be better for them to experience the fresh air of the First Haven World in the flesh.

However, if he let them all out now, their beauty would eclipse their mortal world aura, inviting trouble instead.

Once he spotted the restaurant, he had also thought of releasing them inside a private room of the restaurant and enjoying a celebratory feast, but he knew if more people with a mortal world aura appeared in a single spot, even the waiters bringing food would become suspicious and connect the dots if they gathered the needed information.

Davis thought it didn't cost much to be too careful.

Besides, he had to regroup with Founder Alstreim Windstorm.

Thinking like this, he directly left, following the immortal undulations Founder left behind. Many of such trails were left as people waked about to and fro, but to him, who was well-versed in tracking, this was an easy job.

He hired a magical beast mount at the corner of the street to avoid being seen as conspicuous. Of course, he didn't mount the magical beast but sat on the coach it was carrying over its back while the driver led. If cultivators were to run around, it would attract attention, but forms of transport attracted less attention.

However, he pulled a classic as he stuck his head out of the coach and looked at the ever-changing sceneries of the city as though he was a wealthy countryside cultivator out for a vacation. However, the mortal world aura coming off him quickly made it known that he was worse than a countryside bloke, an unclean ascender.

The people couldn't help but laugh as they looked at his excited expression.

But in reality, Davis was trailing the immortal undulations of Founder Alstreim Windstorm, and because of him acting excited, no one suspected him of anything, thinking it was normal for an ascender to behave like this as they laughed.

After many curves, twists and turns, Davis arrived at the central plaza. From there, he entered an intersection and alighted from the coach two streets later, paying about a hundred Peak-Level Vein Stone Fragments.

The driver shot a thankful smile and commanded the magical beast to leave, returning to do his business.

Davis took a look at the fifteen-meter wide street and the mansions aligning on each side. They were extremely artistic, each having their own unique design, geometrical aesthetics, exotic materials, and even ores, which made him think the building cost be hefty as he could sense that even the outer walls of the courtyard were filled with bricks made up of immortal ores.

Nonetheless, he just gave a look at them before crossing two mansions.

When he arrived at the third mansion on the right, he didn't walk past it but turned his body, facing the gate. He walked on the pavement and stood before the gate.

Instantly, two guards standing before the gate blocked the gate with their spears, their expressions appearing full of hostility.

*Whiz!~*

However, the gate rolled to the side, revealing Founder Alstreim Windstorm. The guards suspiciously looked at each other before they returned the spears to their positions, watching Davis enter with a complicated gaze.

Once the gate rolled back into closure while Davis stepped inside the courtyard, he found that he could hear many sounds now. This made him think that a sound-blocking formation was built into the entire mansion. He also felt that many other supportive, defensive, and offensive formations must be embedded into the groundwork and skywork of the mansion.

Nonetheless…

"Is Founder sure leaving those twin guards alive is for our benefit?"

"What are you saying? They are my wife's little twin brothers."

"Oh…"

Davis's mouth slightly parted as he shot an awkward smile, "My apologies. Why are they outside instead of inside?"

"Because we can't trust others easily, right?"

"They volunteered to stand guards, but in reality, they're keeping a close watch to see if anyone has managed to follow and identify us. Moreover, they're Level Three Immortals, but they have their cultivations sealed to Level One Immortal Stage, so they don't appear conspicuous."

Davis almost rolled his eyes. Even Level One Immortal Stage was conspicuous for guards. However, noticing that this central street was rather luxurious while the guards of other mansions also had Level One Immortal Stage cultivations, he thought it indeed wasn't conspicuous.

However, that also meant that the mansions nearby belonged to powerful people, making him wonder if someone he knew would be there. 

'The First Haven World isn't that small, right?' Davis smirked lightly, wondering if his luck was good here before his mouth opened.

"I assume it's safe here?"

"It's absolutely safe, so go ahead."

*Whoosh!~* *Whoosh!~* *Whoosh!~*

Davis nodded, causing the air around him to flicker before many figures solidified.

"Ah~ This is what I was waiting for, tired of seeing through the projections..."

"Such fresh and potent immortal air..."

"Finally, we're all here in the ascended world… Aiya, my back aches..."

Mingzhi, Isabella, and Sophie commented as they all took a deep breath.

Davis smiled at everyone, getting adjusted to the heaven and earth energy of the First Haven World.

There was his first wife, Evelynn Cauldon, Legion Commander Yotan, and Vice Commander Threelotus, who had already got used to it, while the others like Natalya, Isabella, Shirley, Fiora, Mingzhi, Zestria, Lea, Iesha, Tanya, Bylai, Nadia, Sophie, Niera, Tina, Dalila, Esvele, Clara, Tia, and Schleya were slowly experiencing it.

However, he suddenly pointed at Sophie.

"You, your spine has probably bent slightly with all the forging you've done. Remember to take a rest, or I'll come to massage your back, which I'm warning won't end well for you."

Sophie blinked before she lowered her head, seemingly shy, "Then I think I'll work harder..." 

"Hehehe~"

Everyone couldn't help but giggle while Davis shook his head. Even Ancestor Cornelia was here, smiling as she felt young amidst these beauties. However, her expression couldn't help but twitch as she noticed Founder Alstreim Windstorm.

Why was he still here?

'Don't tell me we're going to live in his mansion…?' 

Ancestor Cornelia pretty much hated this idea to her very core. Just as she wanted to ask Davis what was going on, she abruptly saw a small figure running into the courtyard from the corner of her eyes.

"Grandpa!~"