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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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Primal Yin Essences

Davis shuddered inside her after he thrust inside her passionately and burst inside her with all his emotions, hoping that his affection could be understood by this dumb woman who was afraid that she would never get with him.

If he had all the time in the world, he would love to relay how much he liked her and now grew to love her, but words were useless, so he hoped that this shooting of his yang essence inside her would make her understand from the most primal sense.

After filling her up, he removed his lips from hers and looked into her eyes, finally smiling as he knew she got his message.

Indeed, Schleya was also smiling while staring at him with delicate and satisfied emotions. She ran her frail hand over his head, caressing him with love.

Before, she was scared— scared that he would widen their difference in their prowess so much so that she wouldn't even be worthy to clean his shoes. However, she realized she made a mistake in her thoughts.