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

Lan Youdie thought that the young man must be unwilling, which resulted in him taking an unprovoked sword strike.  


In Fang Geyu's domineering ways, not to mention chopping you with a sword, setting fire to slaughter your entire family wouldn't be considered excessive.  


After confirming the source and cause of the bloodstains on the ground and the clothes, Lan Youdie no longer harbored any doubts, and placed the secret stone on Baili An's body to check for a while. Yet, it remained dim and unresponsive, without the slightest reaction.  


Despite being greatly surprised by this scene, Fang Geyu finally breathed a sigh of relief.  


Unexpectedly, this youngster truly had the skill to hide the Samsara fragment so well.  


Despite the mishap tonight, the thought of still acquiring the Samsara fragment eventually sparked excitement and fervor in her heart.  


Ultimately failing to grasp Fang Geyu's wrongdoing, Lan Youdie was immensely disappointed.  


Chapter 195: I Have a Noble Sister, She is Very Poor