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 walked through the snowy field, dusting off the snow accumulated on the bench before sitting down. He greeted with an almost courteous warmth, "Xianling City's cold bites deep into the bones. I wonder how your two companions have adjusted to it."


His tone was calm and soothing, as if earnestly inquiring while completely forgetting the White Tiger incident as they entered the city.


Chai Ye's eyes flickered for a moment before he burst into laughter and sat down across from Baili An, looking him straight in the eyes.


"They are inexperienced and still somewhat immature juniors; I hope you won't laugh, brother. Although we all belong to Tiangge City, and the City serves Miss Fang, working for her is our duty.


Chapter 190: Going to the Toilet and Having a Midnight Snack on the Way