MTL - Immortal Martial Venerable - Chapter 42 You are looking for death

Max died right after beating an impossible level in his favorite RPG, Eldoria's Entry 3.That should have been the end.Instead, he woke up inside the game.In a world where humans do not exist, Max reincarnated as one.With miserable stats and no way to grow like a normal adventurer, he was labeled completely useless from the start.His only saving grace was a unique Rank-SSS skill.Unfortunately, he didn’t really understand how it worked.Before he could figure out how to survive, Max opened his eyes inside a royal castle.It was an elven princess’s birthday.And he was her new pet.----------------------------------------------What To Expect:-NEW CHAPTERS ALL DAYS-A system that isn’t always well explained-Humor of all kinds.-No harem-No R18.-OP MC.-Slice of life moments to slow things down.-Adventure moments filled with danger and tough choices.

Dual Cultivation is an art. The more you focus on doing the art, the worse it becomes. Only when doing it becomes part of the art itself, does one truly experience it to its fullest.

The world has fallen, overrun by the dead. Hailey and Ronan have one goal.Survive.But in a world where danger lurks around every corner, survival isn’t just about dodging zombies.They must travel together through highways choked with the dead and cities crawling with danger. They fight to survive. Every mile is a gamble with scarce supplies, hostile survivors, and the relentless undead.In a world where trust is dead, can they make it to the other side alive?>>>“You can't kill something that's already dead, Hailey-Jade. The dead don't die anymore. It lives.”

Mum ran away, dad’s crippled, and I’m about to be sold to a brothel.

Qiao Xiaomai rolled up her sleeves in anger: If you’ve taken from me, regurgitate it.

If you’ve seized what’s mine, return it.

All scumbags, clear off.

A certain man finished tidying up the mess, rolled up his sleeves and pulled Qiao Xiaomai into a light laugh: “My lady, if you’re this fiery and domineering at night, your husband…”

Qiao Xiaomai raised an eyebrow, patted the spot next to her: “My dear, come warm the bed~”

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