Chapter 1119 Fate
A golden speck of light shot out from the ring, but it took the shape of a tiny female dragon.
"What’s your name?" Davis asked the Peak-Level Emperor Grade Protective Artifact.
"Name? I don’t have a name... I am called the Earth Dragon’s Hard Scale Ring." It perfunctorily replied.
Davis nodded, but he didn’t opt to name her as he had no feelings for it. Instead, he asked.
"How would you protect me?"
"As long as I sense a life-threatening attack, I will instantly activate, or master can use your energy to invoke me~" The female spirit happily echoed as if it was glad to be used as a shield.
"I see..." Davis understood that it had the same working, but he was rather worried that someone might notice the ring’s grade. This was a treasure that would make Ancestor Dian Alstreim’s eyes turn green with envy and even capable of making him turn against him; so much less needs to be said about others.
Even if he did nothing, just possessing it would invite calamity.
He narrowed his eyes before asking, "Can you hide your undulations...?"
The female spirit shook its head, becoming dejected, "I can hide my undulations only for a short period of time while worn...."
Davis chuckled, "Don’t worry. I’ll hide you within my robes and only equip you when I need you."
With his soul force concealing it, he felt that it wouldn’t be conspicuous.Where Stories Blossom: N♡vεlB¡n.
The female spirit dragon looked taken aback, "No... By worn, I meant about the bond we possess. Only if master unbound me can I hide my undulations all the time without affecting my ability to protect..."
Davis became confused, but the female spirit continued.
"I maintain a constant veil of surveillance so that I can quickly know if master’s life is in danger. That’s why I cannot also protect master’s life if I were to conceal my undulations as it would also inhibit my veil of surveillance."
"So you’re saying that it’s possible to conceal your undulations all the time, but you’re incapable of automatically protecting me during that time?"
"Yes! I can also protect for a short period of time while concealed, but if it crossed that limit, I wouldn’t be able to do both for another short period of time."
"Oh, good!" Davis felt that this was strange but fine, "If I need your protection, I will inform you. Until then, always conceal yourself."
"I understand!" The female dragon spirit returned to the ring, and the ring appeared as if it lost its luster, becoming dull as if it was nothing more than a mortal ornament.
Davis smiled and looked at Princess Isabella have her mouth agape.
"What?" He perplexedly asked.
"If you have it concealed all the time, what use is it?"
"Isabella," Davis chuckled, "It’s not like an ancestor-level assassin is going to strike me down here..."
He showed her the ring, "This is already an overkill... I’ll tell it to protect me when I need it."
"If you say so..." Princess Isabella contemplated and felt that he was right because, for the same reasons, she didn’t wear it.
The silhouette’s gaze fell on Davis, "... only you can amend."
"The Grimoire of Fate isn’t something a person with your cultivation base can handle... and yet, its juvenile spirit seems to have chosen you..."
The silhouette kept staring for a while before it suddenly disappeared.
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*Boom!~*
"AHH!~."
A painful voice rang out, causing the surrounding palace walls to tremble to the voice’s intensity.
"How can this be? My recovery failed!?"
The same male voice rang out with a sense of disbelief. He looked at the fruit that seemed to have withered, his expression becoming ugly. It had somehow lost its essence, but more importantly, he lost the opportune moment to recover completely.
He was none other than the Soul Emperor secluded within the far south of the Tripartite Alliance Territory’s Desolate Plains!
Last time, when the three Ancestors of the Alstreim Family, Towering Cloud Hall, and the Falling Snow Sect had come to talk to him about the Blood Soul Contract, he had forcefully recovered to the High-Level Emperor Soul Stage to intimidate them and possibly kill them, but everything changed with the sudden arrival of the Calamity Light, ruining his plans.
Since he forcefully recovered, it left him with hidden injuries that gave him a backlash, dropping his level to Mid-Level Emperor Soul Stage again after a few days had passed. He interchangeably meditated and absorbed medicinal essence from the fruits he possessed to recover, but now, it all ended up in failure!
He became enraged, and his anger almost flared up, but he promptly calmed down and took out the same fruit before starting to refine it.
After two full-days, the fruit in his hand ended up rotting, and he had recovered a bit, but what’s done was done. He had missed the opportune moment to recover! He was unable to breakthrough!
His eyes shot wide open as it turned red, and he looked as if he wanted to vent! The image of a cold white-robed woman flashed past his eyes, and he stood up while his rod was also standing as strong as an elephant’s trunk, wanting to have a taste of her!
At this moment, a long-drawn-out sigh could be heard.
The Soul Emperor froze as he blanked out. It was unknown how much time passed until he came back to his senses. Instantly feeling that something was wrong, he thought back to what had happened.
"Mhm?"
The Soul Emperor felt like he had heard something but didn’t. It was as if inspiration descended on him, but it didn’t, making him confused.
"What was I about to do?" The Soul Emperor mused and shook his head before he snorted, "Hmph! It’s just a woman... Recovering to High-Level Emperor Soul Stage is more important!"
"Having Beauty Snow under my grasp is just a matter of time..."
He sat back on the cultivation cushion, and another particular fruit appeared in his palm again before he started refining it. It sent waves and waves of medicinal energy, making his powerful yet weakened soul recover.
The palace became silent again, but a voice resounded out.
"I have done something I shouldn’t, and now I have inflicted karma upon myself... yet, I can only hope that it doesn’t make the calamity that befell me worsen."
The blurry silhouette stared at the clueless Soul Emperor for a while before looking above, calmly gazing at the calamity light, their eyes possessing a gleam that was calm without any ripple.
"Is this truly my fate...?"
The voice echoed, but the next moment, the blurry figure disappeared, leaving behind a long-drawn exhalation of exhaustion.
"Sigh..."