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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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Three Hot Mothers (R-18)

"…"

Davis and Shea were still shaking their hips ever so lightly, their body trembling rhythmically as they let out their essences.

After some time, their senses gradually returned.

Davis was naturally the first one to recover his senses. He enjoyed watching Shea's adorable reactions and felt like he had broken her enough for this session. After all, she had only recovered her senses at the end of the orgasm, so he felt that it was better to tread carefully.

He loved to corrupt her with his seeds and make her his vixen, but he was also fond of her gentleness.

She was the archetype proper wife in his mind, one that many husbands wouldn't dare to corrupt and would foolishly and unintentionally look for mistresses or prostitutes to unleash their kinks on because they would rather she remain innocent.

"Not yet…"

Davis grabbed her chin and uttered with a devious smile that made Shea's heart skip a beat.