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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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Bruh...

Logan couldn't help but wryly chuckle at Davis, "You're rude as ever. Yes, your idiot father didn't want to burden you anymore. Actually, resting for two or three months would get me back into shape. Why is there a need for me to waste your time?"

Davis stood in front of Logan, looking at him with a complicated expression on his face.

Was acquiring help from him, their own son, a burden now? He didn't think so. He simply stretched out his hand as he was going to slap him.

Claire's expression changed, and even Nora Alstreim narrowed her eyes in anger, seemingly wanting to put the son in his place in front of the father. In her mind, no matter how exceptional one may be, how can they slap their own father!?