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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! == Cover Title Edit credits goes to Hesreth! == 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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Hands On The Table

Davis walked towards Yilla Zyrus and sat down opposite her.

She was veil-less, her lips appearing velvety red, giving him a hint of temptation to her already bewitching posture that leaned over the table, not to mention her deep, intoxicating purple eyes that was just in his strike zone trying to embrace him into her world.

Taking a look again, Davis felt that this woman was as seductive as his Evelynn and elegant as Isabella. The devilish charm she emitted naturally could not be easily replicated, not even by Mingzhi.

Nonetheless, he waited for her to speak first, reaching out his hand to grab the tea that was poured for him.

As soon as he clutched the tea cup's handle, Yilla Zyrus suddenly crossed her hand with his, blocking him from pulling his hand back and the tea along with it.

Davis raised his brows, wondering what her problem was, when he suddenly saw her smile lightly, her visage turning to that of an alluring woman.