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Divine Emperor of Death

Tian Long, an orphan without much of a life in both his thirty year long life and lifespan! To him, a single opportunity was displayed to transmigrate into another world with his Death Book! "What's this? Is this the body of a three year old? Davis? Is this my name from now on?" Finding himself possessing a small child, he becomes inwardly conflicted before he faces the truth and his reality! Young Davis finds himself as the legal heir, the Crown Prince of the Loret Empire in the Grand Sea Continent, becoming a powerful cultivator in a short time... However, is that all? Follow his journey as Young Davis becomes a full fledged death's advocate while embodying into the Divine Emperor of Death in the world of cultivation! "Mn? The route to become the Emperor is a given? Nah, I still don't want it..." "Oh? I'm courting death you say? Unfortunately for you, death is already my woman..." == Almost 200,000 words (Around 170 Chapters) available for free! == English isn't my main language, so please bear with it if you found some mistakes. == Want to see more official art of the story and discuss the story with others? Join the Discord! Discord and support links https://discord.gg/xcqXR6p https://www.patreon.com/stardust_breaker == Power Stones Ranking (Updated : 29th September 2022) 16th so far Golden Ticket Ranking: 11th so far Other than this, I'm planning for individual mass releases as well but don't rely on it.

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Finally Making A Move

Indeed, Alexi Ethren had feelings for his master. However, those were feelings that he didn't dare act upon as there was a master-disciple relationship between them.

Hence, he wanted to wait, wait till they had their revenge, and then perhaps he felt that he could provide her warmth even if she was going to die soon because of her waning lifespan. He always wanted to see a smile on that cold face which he didn't know that it was disguised until now.

He couldn't help but forcefully try to smile at his mother's sleeping face. His lips quivered as he propped her up to face him straight.

"Master..." He endearingly called out as mentioned in the letter.

But still, it garnered no attention from his mother as she lay in his arms like a corpse. He felt that even her warm body was starting to become cold.

"I'm not letting you die! I'm not reading the fourth scroll! I know that you have written your last words on the fourth scroll but I'm not ready!"