Chapter 1639 - Deal With The Burning Phoenix Ridge

Chapter 1639 - Deal With The Burning Phoenix Ridge

Davis had dissolved his disguise, so he was recognized upon being noticed.

"I truly wouldn’t have noticed your presence if it weren’t for the fact that you’re still weaker than me in terms of cultivation, Emperor of Death."

Ancestor Cornelia spoke as her crimson-white hair swayed from her descent, "Nevertheless, to think that your prowess is just a level away from me while you’re at the Peak-Level King Soul Stage. This proves to me that the next stage set up by the heavens is for the young ones to take."

Davis looked at the beautiful old lady standing in front of him a few meters away. Even though she was shorter than him, she radiated an immense prowess that made him aware that she could kill this avatar with a single wave of her hand.

Davis clasped his hands and slightly bowed.

"Thank you for the compliment, Ancestor Cornelia."

Ancestor Cornelia smiled, appearing to have become comfortable with his gesture.

"This isn’t your main body, right?"

Davis nodded.

"Yes, I am feeling apologetic for this as I’m aware that I’m rude, but circumstances demand that I become stronger than I was before."

"I see, so you’re cultivating. It’s understandable and beneficial for us as well. I also see that you took the time to generate this soul body. However, this isn’t a pure soul body, is it? Never mind, it doesn’t matter as long as I get to talk to you."

Ancestor Cornelia appeared curious but pursed her lips and shook her head in the end.

"So, what do you think about my demands?"

Davis recalled that she wanted three drops of Fire Phoenix Blood Essence from Shirley and a debt that wanted him to protect the sect at the time of its crisis.

He nodded and moved his lips, "I think your demands are very reasonable. Before that, I want to thank you for allowing Shirley to leave without many restraints at that moment of having to make a choice between offending me or siding with me."

Ancestor Cornelia’s old crimson eyes seemingly gleamed full of wisdom and happiness.

"You don’t have to thank me for that since I don’t have the habit of being overbearing towards my sect’s little disciples who are in a mutual relationship with outsiders. The only demand I have for them is to bring them to my sect, but you are a person who appears to be far above what my Burning Phoenix Ridge can hold, so even that little demand I have is thrown out of the tree."

Davis couldn’t help but smile as he didn’t expect the conversation to be this amicable and smooth.

Davis felt that the wicked path would’ve scrammed out by now. Otherwise, it didn’t make sense to him unless the wicked path had truly powerful powerhouses, but indeed, Sect Master Lea Weiss shook her head.

"I was in seclusion, so my ancestor, Ancestor Reinhardt Weiss, was protecting the Burning Phoenix Ridge in my stead. I came out of seclusion a month ago, but I don’t see the need to come out and reveal my prowess when it is of absolute necessity to know one’s allies and enemies."

Davis nodded, knowing that Sect Master Lea Weiss wouldn’t want to be backstabbed by someone she considered her ally, especially because of her past where she lost her Burning Phoenix companion to Valerian Rein, whom she considered a senior brother. She remained rather smart about it, projecting a weaker Burning Phoenix Ridge to know one’s enemies.

"What about me?" He couldn’t help but ask, "Am I an ally or an enemy?"

"Personally, an ally, but if you were to go against my power or scheme against me, I wouldn’t hold back."

Davis kept nodding, "I like it when we are honest and reveal our thoughts to each other but do you think you can kill me?"

Sect Master Lea Weiss momentarily paused. There was no change of expression, but she appeared to be tongue-tied, not knowing how to answer.

"Haha." Davis couldn’t help but chuckle, "Don’t worry. I won’t kill you as long as you don’t backstab me."

"Emperor of Death. I know you’re capable of killing me, but do you dare face me in a fair fight?"

Sect Master Lea Weiss’s eyes appeared reluctant.

"I’m less than a hundred years old. Don’t you have any shame to be asking for a fair fight?"

"You...!?"

While Davis teased, Sect Master Lea Weiss went crimson as she blushed in embarrassment.

"Children..."

Ancestor Cornelia mumbled under her breath before she spoke up.

"Emperor of Death and Sect Master Lea Weiss, I hope you can both work together for the betterment of our Burning Phoenix Ridge."

"Our?"

Davis and Sect Master Lea Weiss both questioningly uttered at the same time while Ancestor Cornelia grinned.

"Indeed, Shirley is still a part of the Burning Phoenix Ridge, and you, the Emperor of Death, agreed to help us in time of crisis, which makes you a part of our Burning Phoenix Ridge, similar to a Guest Elder. If you require our help, I will help you personally, but at that time, please be aware that I would have to renounce my connection with the Burning Phoenix Ridge to protect it from scrutiny."

Davis raised his brows in shock on hearing this granny’s speech.