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

"Remember the spell for breathing and exhaling, it's specifically adapted for the corpse demon. You're already conspicuous enough carrying an umbrella all day, and you don't even breathe or have a heartbeat. Any Cultivator with profound cultivation would notice the abnormality in your body. Before entering the city, you must make yourself look more like a human."


Baili An was surprised; he hadn't expected this drowsy young lady to have such meticulous thoughts. As he casually flipped through the pages, he was even more astonished by the content.


The breathing and exhaling method is the most basic Cultivation Method among Mortal World cultivators. But this only applies to humans. The body of a corpse demon is cold and dead, naturally unable to breathe the Spiritual Power of the world. Yet, these two books seemed no different from the ordinary introductory breathing methods.


Chapter 180: Spiritual Pigeon Delivers a Gift