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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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I Want You All!

Davis chuckled at Princess Isabella.

He understood that a King-Tier Magical Beast would not easily let anyone touch it, perhaps even if its own master. Hence, Princess Isabella was hesitant to touch Nadia. Of course, she was not afraid that Nadia would harm her, but she was afraid that she would needlessly offend Nadia.

Davis looked at Nadia and asked as he looked at her golden pupils, "Nadia, will you let Isabella caress you?"

"If Third Mistress wants, I can only comply..." Nadia let out an adorable whimper.

Princess Isabella slightly blushed at being called Third Mistress, but her hands that were towards her swelling bosoms trembled hesitantly. Her right hand left from resting on her bosoms to stretching towards Nadia's face.

Nadia lowered her head further and felt a tiny yet soft hand caress her forehead. It was even more comfortable than the slightly big hand, but it did not give her the warmth she needed.