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

It is truly curious that this Frozen Pear Pudding, in addition to sweetening the mouth,


Quenching and sweet, warming to the heart yet hidden.


However, when her eyes fell on the uneaten food in their hands, her heart couldn't help but feel a pinch of sourness.


Baili An was quite attentive to her feelings, "Although we can't eat these delicacies, we can still listen to a story. There's a tavern up ahead, where it seems a scholar is telling tales. Lin Guiyuan, would you like to listen?"


Lin Guiyuan, holding the string of Frozen Pear Pudding so as not to let the wind and snow soil it,


paused upon hearing Baili An's words, then vigorously nodded his head, "Yes!"


Baili An took out some pieces of Silver Coin for him, smiling, "Pocket money. If you feel the old man speaks well, you can reward him as you see fit."


Lin Guiyuan, tugging at his stiff corners of the mouth, though unable to smile, seemed very happy at that moment.


Chapter 206: There is a Mountain in Kunlun, Belonging to the Female Monarch