To Beget Death, Is To Forgo Life

Davis walked towards the white-robed beauty seated at the center. She was actually floating above the cultivation cushion, strands of white and black energy floating around her, creating a mystical atmosphere.

Standing in front of her, he also saw that she was unveiled, which meant she acknowledged this place as her home, causing him to smile.

A few seconds later, the strands receded, and she descended, appearing to heave a breath before her eyelids flapped like a butterfly as she opened her eyes to look at him.

"You're here."

She couldn't suppress a smile when she saw him, causing Davis to smile brightly.

That one smile completely had him over her fingertip that he probably wouldn't refuse even if she were to say go conquer some land for her.

"I take it that you're successful in your simulations?"

Davis sat in front of her on the floor, but before his butt could hit the hard surface, she summoned a cultivation cushion for him.