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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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Squealing In Delight

Ravalat Alstreim held back as he gritted his teeth. He stood up before clasping his hands, a huge clap echoing in reluctance.

"Congratulations on forging a Low-Level King Grade Armament!"

The sound of grinding his teeth could be heard before he obediently sat back. Even though he was deeply angered, he was still aware of what he came here for...

As for Sophie Alstreim, he could harass her anytime when he got the chance. So what if she is a favored granddaughter of a Grand Elder? He could always use others to do his dirty work.

But he knew when to limit himself. He felt that just a bit of harassment that made her suffer would do.

"Oops... I guess I'll retract my statement..." Sophie Alstreim giggled, clearly becoming elated with her efforts being acknowledged, whether forced or not.

"Congratulations on becoming a Low-Level King Grade Blacksmith!"