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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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Unspoken

"Before that… don't you have something to say to me?"

Zora Luan raised her brows as she pressed with her melodious voice, causing Davis to blink before he cupped his hands towards her.

"I apologize for faking that I was Feng Chu. As a matter of fact, I again apologize for leading you on back then in the mountain forest and having you watch Daisy and me-"

"Fine, fine... You're excused..."

Zora Luan's expression changed before she waved him off. There was a tinge of flavor to her movements as though she was embarrassed. Perhaps, the face behind her veil was also seasoned red.

Davis held back his smile, appearing innocent as he dropped his hands. He really wanted to see what kind of expression she had behind her veil, as he could see her tremble with shame.