Forsaken Martial Spirit: The Ascension of Roberto

the beginning of a new life

"No!"

"No, don't!"

The demonic dragon trembled in fear, terror thunder crashing down upon its head. Its expression twisted into a grimace as it instantly tossed the beauty into the air and dodged to the side. But it was too late. The thunder, majestic and terrifying like a five-clawed golden dragon, descended from the sky with overwhelming divine power, unstoppable and unavoidable.

"Boom!"

"Why does it have to be like this?!" The beauty struggled against the golden lightning, reduced to ash beneath its fury, while the demonic dragon let out a defiant roar before disintegrating.

Isabella's eyes widened in disbelief at everything before her. "This..."

As the dazzling golden light dissipated, only a deep crater remained on the ground. The power of the thunder left Isabella trembling; as a shape-shifting soul beast, she feared nothing more than heavenly tribulations. She cautiously approached the crater, her pupils shrinking.

Floating within were two crystal-clear miniature skeletons: a purplish-black skull and a white jade leg bone. Two divine halos, one blood-red and the other orange-red, accompanied them. These were the special treasures formed from the deaths of the three-headed dragon and the beauty, valuable enough to drive human powerhouses into a frenzy of battle. Isabella wasn't surprised by this.

What truly made her cover her lips in shock, her mind trembling, was the sight of a baby lying at the bottom of the pit, staring at her with innocent eyes. Isabella's expression gradually became serious as she remained silent for a while before looking up at the sky, murmuring to herself.

"Is this... fate?"

She cradled the baby in her arms and glanced down at it. "A baby boy... very well."

Isabella's demeanor suddenly softened, and she lightly tapped the baby's forehead, smiling tenderly. "Little one, from the heavens to the mundane world of Roberto, your husband shall be called Roberto, although I wonder if you'd like that name."

"Oh, silly me, how could a baby understand what I'm saying." Isabella shook her head, her cute animal ears twitching, her long hair swaying.

Roberto, now transformed into a depressed baby, gazed at the breathtakingly beautiful face so close to him, unable to move.

He had encountered countless women in his lifetime, but he had never seen such a cold yet alluring fairy.

His heart skipped a beat.

Isabella... is this my demon emperor wife?

Human, soul beast...

It doesn't seem so impossible.

"Ah, it's so delicious, my dear host. Weren't you saying something different earlier?" Isabella reached out her hand and collected the two special halos from the pit into two gemstones, while also gathering the two miniature skeletons.

She snorted, "These two bastards deserved to die, but these are rare treasures of the mortal realm. I'll keep them for my husband."

"Husband, rest assured."

"I will raise you to adulthood."

Before Roberto could react, he was pulled into a tight embrace, receiving an unexpected shower of affection. The fierce gaze before him was intimidating and heart-stopping.

In his ears came a somewhat bewildered voice. "I wonder what kind of person my husband will grow into. Only an unparalleled powerhouse is worthy of me, Isabella." 

This wasn't arrogance from Isabella; rather, it was because there were too many peak powerhouses on the continent who admired and pursued her, both human and soul beasts, yet she had never found any of them worthy.

Just as Roberto was about to suffocate, he was finally released.

"Forget it." Isabella let out a sigh of relief, looking at Roberto seriously. "The moment you appeared, all my humiliation and grievances disappeared. I will never forget that feeling."

"No matter how you grow in the future, whether tall or short, poor or rich, even if you're just an ordinary man, I, Isabella, will still be your wife, committed to you."

"I only hope that you will grow up happily and safely. That's all I ask."

Roberto sighed inwardly at her words.

She's a good woman.

In his past life, he was a master of women's psychology, otherwise why would so many beauties come crying to him?

Of course, he could see that Isabella had gone through a journey of hesitation, confusion, and finally firm conviction in such a short time.

Technically, Isabella could have killed him right now, and no one would know, but she didn't.

For someone as powerful and stunning as the demon emperor, it was normal to prefer heroes of the world, yet she chose him.

Roberto silently made a promise in his heart.

Even though I'm a scoundrel...

I won't let you down.

As his heart stirred, he peed.

Isabella suddenly felt a cold sensation on her chest, her blue eyes initially puzzled, but when she saw the wet spot, she exclaimed coquettishly.

"Eek, how can you pee anywhere!"

"Smack!"