Divine Emperor of Death
chapter-3601

"A feisty one indeed…"

The Second Ancestor laughed lightly as perspiration flowed down his forehead. Even standing took it all from him because of the sickness but that pressure almost caused him to sink into a blank slate.

Fortunately, the pressure wasn't directed at him, nor did the Founder's Legacy Treasure respond to insults at the word level. Otherwise, everything would've been chaotic.

He followed Davis into a lone chamber while Master Deathseeker followed side by side, patting the Second Ancestor's shoulder.

The Second Ancestor grumbled, feeling the weight of the time. Even if his Deathly Madness Sickness was cured, would his blood vitality be restored?

To this question, the Second Ancestor closely looked at Davis, wondering if he could restore his old man's bones as he was said to be capable of many miracles.

The utensils and many medicinal herbs related to the Deathly Madness Sickness so far have been placed here, giving off a putrid stench.

'Counter poison with poison and death with death…? Did using life-attribute objects fail…? Due to low purity…?'

Davis surveyed the ingredients and managed to come across something. He guessed he hadn't lagged in the Study of Herbology so far when it came to life and death, not to mention his main Laws.

While looking at the ingredients for a few minutes, Davis pointed at the chill casket at the center. It wasn't any surprising to him that they slept in caskets like vampires or ghosts because they wanted to be one with death to learn more insights.

Embedded in the casket was a bone-chilling, deathly aura, like a cryogenic pod, except it was not yin or ice but death energy. It was unknown how many were killed and buried here for a period of time and sealed in order to manifest such strong death energy.

Although its purity was extremely low, it had barely reached the High-Level Immortal Emperor Grade.

Davis could tell they used one of these caskets to suppress the Deathly Madness Sickness from completely eclipsing.

Nevertheless, he ignored its properties and walked towards the casket and looked at the Second Ancestor, his gaze amicable like a Saint.

The Second Ancestor wryly smiled and nodded.

*Pow~*

Just as he was about to lay down, a palm to the heart caused him to spurt a mouthful of blood.

"…!"

The Second Ancestor looked shocked, going into soul freeze as he failed to react.

Master Deathseeker almost jumped.

Wasn't this treatment method rather barbaric?

"Just rest… if you fail to comply and die, I won't revive you…"

Davis made the Second Ancestor lay on the casket while the Second Ancestor's expression churned with regret.

Was this how a young man should treat the old? How come this was called healing? Was his life being targeted right now? No, that shouldn't be right unless the Divine Emperor of Death was after his secrets.

But was his secrets worth anything…?

*Pui~*

The Second Ancestor spurted a mouthful of blood again, and his head went limp as he lost consciousness.

"He spat out the contaminated blood, and before master screams out, I knew that was the last dregs of his blood essence. Watch him return from a near-death experience. It should be helpful to both of you as it was the same for me."

Davis spoke with calmness as though he wasn't worried the old man would actually die, causing Master Deathseeker to be confused, but he chose to believe his disciple and used the Soul-Devouring Doom Eyes to see the motion of death.

Reincarnation energy surged out from the tip of his finger and it shot into the old man's glabella, keeping his soul in check from dissipating.

The life energy burst from the palm of his both hands and sank into the casket. The death energy reveling inside and became stronger from the Second Ancestor nearly experiencing death dispersed like the wind.

All that remained was a ton of life energy swirling inside the casket.

However, his life energy movements weren't random like he would always be. It followed the paths Everlight would use to heal someone subconsciously at the virtue of her birth as a Nine Lives Gracious Fox.

Having learned her life energy, not to mention dual cultivated many times to know how she circulated energy, his usage of Life Laws had far outstripped his old self.

The Deathly Madness Sickness stemmed from the heart due to the flaw in their cultivation manual and also the impurity of the death energy, which worsened their condition. This wasn't the only death-attributed sickness out there but this kind of cultivation method still allowed the Ghost Tear Hall to reign supremacy, so he had to give credit to its Founder when it was due.

The other party wasn't Myria and didn't have the countless sources of knowledge she possessed as the Saintess to rectify the Unfettered Earthly Reincarnation Scripture and use death energy properly.

"Master, tell me about your problems right now."

"Ugh? Is that really needed right now? Focus on the experi- I mean healing."

"…"

Davis' lips curled, "I don't have time, so send me a soul transmission of what your problem entails. As for treatments like this, I have worked on worse things and succeeded."

His tone was confident, causing Master Deathseeker's expression to churn.

It could be seen he really didn't want to talk about this man.

Davis knew the more pride men have, the more they would despair when something happened to their manhood. Their virility was a direct source of their pride and if anything happened to their lone banana that won countless battles in dungeons, it would cause them to wither like a leaf.

Nonetheless, the Second Ancestor's life aura was snuffed out after some time, causing Master Deathseeker to gawk.

"Not yet."

Davis's words fell, and he threw the old man into the bathtub, which was filled with a minute amount of Empyrean Grade Life Essence Spirit Water.

"The rest is up to the Will of the old man. If he wants to live, he will survive by forcefully pull back the soul essence I saved for him…"

"…"

Master Deathseeker continued to gawk before he turned around and ran to the bathtub, feeling an immense amount of life energy he had never seen.

However, his vision went blank the next second, and he crashed into the bathtub ever so lightly, falling like a weightless leaf.

"Damn, I'm not a Urologist, but I have no choice but to do…"

He didn't want to go through the embarrassment of discussing it with his master, and neither did Master Deathseeker, so Davis used underhanded methods to rectify Master Deathseeker's troubles.

After hearing the details from Master Deathseeker while he was healing the Second Ancestor, he had a few ideas to implement on his master, cracking his knuckles and coating his hand with life energy in order to start the treatment.

He had done it before once and he knew he could do it again.