Never Die Extra - Chapter 406

Ethan wakes up expecting to see the walls of a hospital room—only to find a system message blinking in front of him:[Ding! You have killed a green worm][Ding! Green worm has been added to your summoning list]

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.

Jannah is a Countess in the Starlian Kingdom. She's known for her achievements in the battlefield, mercilessly ending her enemies and protecting her people.All for the peace and glory of the kingdom.“Run! They're swarming all over the place!”“Just leave! I already got bitten...!”“I can't leave without you!”However, all the blood sheds in the battlefield became useless when an outbreak befell the kingdom.Doom and betrayal hang in the air, following her like the plague.The apocalypse forced her to shed blood once again, under the guise of protecting her loved ones.Although, something happened that wasn't supposed to happen on her second run in life.[Initializing.....][System activated!][System scanning player's status...][Please enter your name:_____]“What is this thing in front of me? This thing didn't appear in my first life!”With chaos going around her, Jannah started her journey with a newfound thing called “system” to protect her people from the zombies.If you're not a fan of the list below then please click away.— Turtle progression.— Gore.— Same-sex relationships.— Questionable life choices (by MC).

In the Kunlun Snow Palace, a sage once said, those who pass away wander, while the living cannot let go.Once the soul departs, it will wither like the autumn grass.Those who are reborn from the dead, existing apart from the mortal realm, shall be shunned by all celestial sects and smitten as undead demons.On this day, a youth awakens from within a coffin, his blood dry and his bones chilled, to find himself a century old upon opening his eyes.A single tear from a sage awaited, a constant companion, may unravel the dreams of the past.Seeking not immortality but a mundane death, not to lament with the ages over lost love and resentment, but only wishing to grow old with tenderness in this lifetime, beneath the white clouds that hold no envy for the heavenly realms.