Divine Emperor of Death

A man walked into a residence and entered the place without being obstructed by any guards. He wore an alchemist robe and had a bearing similar to an elder. He had an amiable smile on his face as he greeted the members of the residence with a nod of his head.

The people on the other side of the greeting excitedly nodded their heads at him. It was as if they were incredibly honored.

The man walked past small streets, paved pathways and finally entered a building that was not at all shabby. Although it looked similar to a wooden house, its sturdiness was at the Peak-Level of King Grade.

Inside, a woman and a man were talking to each other, their faces looking amicable.

They suddenly noticed the alchemist walk in and the woman exclaimed, "My son, you're back!"

"Welcome back, Jos..." The man beside the woman smiled with a heartened expression on his face.

Jos Brightwood, who was the alchemist, bowed his head and clasped his hand, "Yes, father. I secluded myself in training alchemy for the past year, constantly honing myself and my fire techniques."

"Haha, Jos, you don't need to explain what you're doing to me, especially when you're a grown-up yourself. I know how forgetful you are when it comes to alchemy!" 

The man laughed heartily as he turned to look at his wife.

"Father, I will always be your son no matter which age I maybe..."

Jos Brightwood then looked at his mother who was all smiles.

He possessed such a pure mother and a righteous father but they all believed that he was someone who had morals, principles and secluded himself in alchemy and participated in the alchemists' gatherings.

He couldn't help but feel bad but at the end of the day, however, temptations do cause one to go astray.

"Son, you have yet to find me a daughter-in-law..."

Jos Brightwood's face changed, "Is this why mother called me? I'm leaving then..."

"Wait! Wait! It isn't about that..." Jos Brightwood's mother couldn't help but be saddened, however, she took a deep breath and said, "I was afraid that due to your seclusion, you might miss the Alchemy Convention conducted by the Thousand Pill Palace Branch."

Jos Brightwood had a shocked expression on his face. He acted as if he never knew about it before and said, "Mother, thanks for reminding me. I didn't know about this and even forgot the passage of time."

"Oh, silly..." 

Looking at his honest parents who seemed to be oblivious to deeds outside, he didn't find it odd that they didn't know even though he was a high key this time.

Today, he had been noticed by some people but he wasn't bothered about it.

His parents had always been recluses and he had slightly changed his facial features when doing things that would make his reputation falter. Hence, he didn't worry.

"Also, there is an opportunity for Sky Grade Alchemist Exams to be conducted before the convention. Are you interested in raising your Alchemist Grade?" Jos Brightwood's Mother suddenly echoed.

His father agreed, "Yes, it has been more than 50 years since you obtained the High-Level Sky Grade Alchemist Token. Why don't you give a try for the Peak-Level Sky Grade Alchemist Exam? Perhaps, you might successfully clear it..."

Jos Brightwood's Mother waited to hear her son's answer. In fact, they had already registered him for an exam without consulting him, so they were rather anxious about his answer.

If he decided not to go, then they would experience loss of face among their alchemist circle and a few spirit stones.

Jos Brightwood laughed, "Father, I haven't even reached the High-Level Law Manifestation Stage yet."

"And with my Mid-Level Law Manifestation Stage Cultivation, I frequently find it difficult to concoct High-Level Sky Grade Pills."

"What more needs to be said about Peak-Level Sky Grade Pills which is required for clearing the Peak-Level Sky Grade Alchemist Exam? I can't even make them, nor do I possess a pill recipe for making one."

Jos Brightwood's Mother sighed, thinking that her son had decided to back out. In any case, it was their fault for not consulting first, so she didn't bother to blame him.

She instead tried to convince him and interjected, "If you need pill recipe, your father should be capable of providing you one..." 

Jos Brightwood became rather stumped.

He knew what kind of consequences his parents would face but attending and failing would cause them even more loss of face.

He took his reasoning to other ways, "No! The path to be a true Alchemist should be walked alone! I can't have my father provide me with pill recipes. Getting trained by him during my youthful days is already enough..."

"Haven't you learned to talk rather ambitiously!? Haha!" Jos Brightwood's Father laughed, causing Jos Brightwood to rather be embarrassed.

In truth, he didn't have any ambitions and just wanted to fool around with women. No matter how he tried to extricate himself from them, their soft and supple bodies always pulled him back into pleasure and time and time again, let him fall into depravity. 

Even then, he knew that he enormously lacked the will and that his cultivation path would perhaps end at the Seventh Stage but he didn't want to care about it for the time being.

Even now, he felt bad that he did not manage to obtain that flower in the Conferred King Tournament. She had a tremendous figure of which the likes of which he had never possessed, hence, he became rather annoyed when he saw that she already had a man, even going as far as to call her a slut.

In truth, he knew the was just jealous.

Jos Brightwood's father and mother exchanged glances and the latter stood up as she walked towards her son.

Since he didn't want to attend the Peak-Level Sky Grade Exam, she thought of making him agree to another matter which gnawed her heart for many years.

She brought her fair white arm forward and held her son's cheek with her palm. She caressed him with affection and asked with longing, "Jos, when are you going to give me a grandchild?"

Jos reacted as if he had been given a jolt. He jerked and held his mother's face with both his palms. He leaned forward and kissed his mother's lips.

'What!?'

His mother's eyes widened as she felt her son's lips on hers. She became stunned for a moment as she failed to react. It was the same for the father who had his eyes wide in disbelief.

The mother who had regained her senses quickly tried to push her son away but was instead pushed back by him as they fell on the surface.

"I'll give you a grandchild, mother." Jos held his mother's cheeks as he pinned her down. 

"Outrageous!!" The father who had just recovered from his disbelief had his face contort into anger and humiliation. Without even thinking, he moved closer to them and slapped his son with all his might.

Undulations spread like a wave around the wooden house! 

*Boom!~*

Blood splattered as Jos's head exploded, painting his mother's face in crimson red liquid.

"..."

Jos Brightwood's Mother's eyes were still wide as if she couldn't believe what had happened. Her pupils revealed immense disbelief as she looked at the headless corpse of her son slowly collapse over her body.

Even his soul couldn't bear the brunt of the attack and disintegrated!

Jos Brightwood's father looked at his son's corpse before looking at his bloodied hand, not realizing what had happened. It was only when he looked at his wife's bloodied face did he realize what he had done!

He took two steps back and collapsed on the ground, his pupils trembling in utter disbelief!