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

Wen Hanwei smiled sweetly and said, "That's good to hear."


She took out a Jade Scroll and tossed it to him, "This records some relevant information about the Zhang Family in Xihai City, as kept by Ye Lian. It needs to be brought back to our sect for filing. I've already made a copy, so you can show this one to your lady, Jiujiu. Although it's true that young people entering the pugilist world do need a fervent and sincere passion, when it comes to elders, it's better not to act impulsively and just lash out."


Once she had finished speaking, she left by Sword Control.


Baili An opened the Jade Scroll; it was a recording Jade Scroll that could display images recorded for a period of time upon unfolding.


These recording Jade Scrolls are quite magical, created by Artifact Refining masters within Shifang City, and extensively used by various Immortal sects.


Chapter 161: Rabbits Are Easier to Raise than Deer