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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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Young Master Reiwu

"There he goes— targeting a person again for no reason."

"Just because he is the Young Master of the Opulent Shell Company, he knows no bounds. Even the City Lord's son doesn't dare offend him."

"Shh~ The Opulent Shell Company has multiple Empyreans and Autarchs in its fray. They are said to be loosely bound, but It's best not to offend them."

"That black-robed person he crashed into is a woman, right? They sounded like a woman. I hope it's a man. Otherwise, no one can save her from being used and thrown away by him."

"Bad luck because judging from the build, it's obviously a woman. We can only hope the group she is in is able to handle it, but if they could handle it, they wouldn't be dressed in black robes and openly strut their identity."

"True…"

The onlookers gathered and began to watch the scene as though it was just a weekly activity.