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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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High Vitality

Myria calmed after a while again as she sat cross-legged and boosted the healing with her own energy. Never in her life had she imagined that she would be healed by some other person, more than a single time, but she didn't find it intrusive or uncomfortable for some reason.

Instead, her soul felt at ease while she was full of concentration.

Ellia had also visibly calmed, her eyes no longer appearing teary-eyed. Instead, there was some guilt in it as she felt that she had overreacted and blamed Davis too much. She wanted to apologize but couldn't find the right opportunity.

However, she knew that it couldn't be helped. It was the first time she had seen Myria be unable to do anything that her soul couldn't help but scream out for her other half. It was purely instinctive and forceful as though afraid to let go of the lost soul's hand, careful that it might disappear.