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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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Throwing A Favor

Davis opened his eyes as he heard the creaking sound of the huge door to his chamber open, allowing him to see three beauties step inside.

The first sight he saw was naturally the stacked peaches of his fourth wife, but his eyes fell on the hair color that seemed to have undergone a change, not to mention the change in her aura that was regal and even divine in his eyes set his heart ablaze with her fiery figure.

She appeared before him, standing at a height of five feet eight inches tall, emanating an aura that commands authority. Her crimson eyes gleamed with an otherworldly intensity, capturing attention like glowing embers in the night. Cascading down to her waist, her fiery-red hair intertwined with icy-blue strands in similar amounts, creating a mesmerizing blend of warmth and coolness.

Her hair color was no longer disproportional. It was equal, perhaps also signifying that she reached a state of ultimate balance between ice and fire.