North Liao

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.

Journey to the End of the Night

Lin Yuan spread out his delicate palms, staring blankly for a long while, "There's nothing..."


Baili An coughed lightly, feeling relieved and said with a smile, "Well, that's not necessarily a bad thing, Sister Lin Yuan can now move freely too."


Lin Yuan snapped back from her shock, her deep blue eyes staring intently at Baili An's face without blinking, her legs unconsciously rubbing against each other beneath her robe.


She had exposed her clean self to this youngster in the lake last time, and now, without realizing it, she had transformed human legs, and he had seen them thoroughly.


That meant her whole body had been exposed to him!


Lin Yuan's pretty face suddenly burned like fiery clouds.


Baili An coughed lightly and hastily said, "A night has passed, I don't know if Jin Sheng has woken up, I'll go check on him."


Chapter 83: Trash