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

Without being summoned, Baili An stepped forward at a relaxed pace, speaking as he walked.


"Empress's divine vision penetrates heaven, observing from afar. She knows the cycles of fate in the Mortal World. Undoubtedly, Empress had already known that the Emperor's secret treasure was stolen. Yet she allowed the imposter relic to remain in the mountain city. Empress's actions have their own heavenly logic, Si Chen does not dare to speculate rashly, but today's forceful summoning..."


As he reached the side of the screen, the fan-waving maid did not try to stop him but looked at him with interest, as if curious about what he would do or say next.


Baili An lifted his hand and gently pushed the screen aside, his dark eyes subtly moving as he calmly looked at the exquisite beauty under the candlelight.


The woman's face was very young and beautiful, dressed in robes fit for the palace, her hair held up with a bamboo hairpin.


Chapter 220: Seal Keeper