Stardust_Breaker

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..."

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Almost 200,000 words (Around 170 Chapters) available for free!
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Cover Title Edit credits goes to Hesreth!
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English isn't my main language, so please bear with it if you found some mistakes. 

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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.

Divine Emperor of Death

"Such luck and destiny! If only I had a son like him..." Another middle-aged guard lamented in an annoyed tone.


"Dream on... If Young Master Jackson isn't talented, would you think that he will be able to gain Blackwell's Family approval?" The experienced guard sneered but continued, "Young Master Jackson is only about 30 years old but he tri-cultivates, giving him an advantage over cultivators who have the same cultivation base as him."


"Shh... Lower your voice... Someone might snitch us!" The young guard trembled as he looked left and right.


"I know newbie... It's just that, I'm also 30 years old but I'm not even worthy to clean his shoes..."


"We're doomed to be lowly all our life, might as well as make full use of ourselves by trying to curry favour with the people of high status, rather than offending them." The experienced guard said in a light voice as if he understood how the world operated.


Ambushed