It had been a long time since they returned to Lingshan. Everything was covered in dust. In He Liansheng’s courtyard, the peach blossoms were always in full bloom. Red ropes tied to peach branches created a dazzling sight. Xing Shuishui pushed open the door with a creak, finding everything inside unfamiliar. She picked up a…

Was it enough? Was it enough? Xing Shuishui was nearly out of breath. He Liansheng kept pushing his luck. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed her sister had arrived. Her mind instantly went blank. “Cough cough cough—” “Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough!” The coughing echoed back and forth, very deliberately. The people of…

When she opened her eyes again, the world was dark. Xing Shuishui lit the separation fire in her palm for light. Instinctively, she looked at the red string tied to her ring finger. The other end disappeared into darkness, and she ran toward it, falling into a warm embrace. He Liansheng held her tight and…

This was why He Liansheng’s destined sword was named Taoyuan. Why the first spell he learned was Peach Blossom Blooming. In the river of time, Xing Shuishui saw He Liansheng’s past lives and present life. All his memories gazed back at her. Strong emotions enveloped her completely. Her hand barely touched the mirror’s surface when…

He returned to Fengdu City once again. The ghosts all stared at this fool who forced his way across the River of Forgetfulness. He had only been gone a short while before dying again, and such a horrible death it was — truly an awful sight. “Isn’t he the one who crossed the River of…

The fire grew smaller as the cold wind penetrated everywhere. The boy moved closer with his frostbitten hands. The fire died out. A wisp of white smoke curled around his snow-covered eyes and brows. Children his age despised him, deliberately throwing snowballs at him. The boy had a bad temper – he grabbed someone and…

He stared at the wall for a long time. Passersby heard the peach spirits’ commotion and whispered among themselves. “Those poor little flower spirits. Look how cheerful they seem, still able to laugh.” “Indeed. They’ve been trapped in this manor as servants since birth, never able to leave. I hear they only exist to help…

After losing too much blood, Xing Shuishui, who was on his mind, remained unconscious for some time. When she awoke, she found herself trapped within a formation. The light inside was dim, as if covered by a layer of mist. Her wrists and ankles were bound in shackles, her spiritual power sealed. She couldn’t tell…

Black smoke poured in, making it hard for them to see each other’s faces. Someone gripped her chin as the rogue cultivator restrained her limbs. Guan Wushan’s enraged expression twisted in the thick smoke. With his blood parasites destroyed and throat pierced, what escape did he have left? Being caught by either Lingshan or Du…

Xing Shuishui hated when strangers pulled her hair, especially people she disliked. She bit down on Guan Wushan’s hand. “Don’t. Touch. Me,” she said coldly. Guan Wushan looked at her expressionlessly and threw her against the wall. The impact was intense. Xing Shuishui hit her head, feeling like her internal organs would spill from her…