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

"Because this pill is too overbearing and malicious, it was the Palace Master who ordered its creation and then personally destroyed the elixir recipe, leaving only one remaining in the entire world. How could it... end up in the young lady's hands?" 


Within the four countries, Shifang City was regarded as the most dazzling and luxurious, rich and abundant.


Amongst the four dominant nations, whether in the royal court or in the mountain sects, Shifang City's commerce reached all corners of the world.


Though it was known as a city, its scale was comparable to that of a great nation.


There was a legend among the Mortal World that wherever the sun shone and the earth extended, there could be found the wealth of Shifang City.


Within Shifang City, no matter the rarity of the treasure, they were all but playthings in the hands of Fang Geyu.


With the resources of Shifang City, acquiring a Soul-cutting Pill was not difficult, and it was not hard for Fang Geyu to collect such a pill.


Chapter 200: Gemstone on the Sword