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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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He Left!?

No matter how she thought, the number of buildings with similar architecture couldn't be built by Tian Long, unless he had a civil engineering degree specialized in ancient buildings but she knew that he had none of that sort.

But if that wasn't the case then the words Meng Ying said should be true to an extent. Nevertheless, she didn't have enough pieces of evidence to confirm Meng Ying's doubt.

"Forget it..." She shook her head and sat on one of the tables that had two chairs.

Mo Mingzhi breathed in the fresh air which was none other than heaven and earth energy and felt it be refreshing! She felt that it would be great if she had some refreshments like hot coffee to accompany this serene emotion welling up within her.

Nevertheless, there were only some books in front of her which made her scoff and turn nostalgic, thinking about the time she had spent in the orphanage.