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

Baili An only felt blood energy swirling and filling within him, instantly replenishing the spirit he had exhausted last night.


It would probably take drinking the fresh blood of five Jin Shengs to achieve such an effect.


The blood of Fang Geyu seemed somewhat extraordinary.


Baili An licked his lips and earnestly said to her, "Thank you."


Fang Geyu took a light sip of the top-quality Cold Mist Tea in her cup, barely wetting her lips.


She snorted lightly and said, "Thank me for what? I'm not worried about you. I'm distressed for my little Lin Yuan. If you return to the Mountain Realm on an empty stomach, in the end, you'll still have to drink Lin Yuan's blood to extend your life.


Chapter 176: Blood with Sugar