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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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Saintess Lunaria's Disciples

"No… Tanya is not with me at the moment."

"That's good~"

The Frostcloud Sword Empress replied, causing Davis to blink before he finally took a look around.

There were three men and four women whom he didn't recognize. The words Saintess Lunaria said, which echoed in the back of his mind, unprocessed, had now been deciphered, making him understand these people were all her disciples.

If he remembered correctly, Myria and Ellia were the eleventh and twelfth disciples, respectively. Since nine others were here except the disciple who got killed in the First Haven World, he imagined every one of Saintess Lunaria's disciples was present.

He turned to look back at Saintess Lunaria, standing up.

"I don't need your help."

He had been wondering why she had blocked him and understood that she wanted to help, but he didn't want to be indebted to her.

"Then why did you follow me like a lost puppy?" Saintess Lunaria asked in an amused tone.