Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

persistence.He was cultivating for enlightenment.In the fruit shop, Jiang Wang sat cross-legged.The black serpent trapped in the Sea of Souls was still within Tiān Tòng Palace. Ever since the death o...have other text you'd like me to translate, please provide it!Judging from Song Hengjiang's rambling, Song Wanxi in the glazed coffin has been in this state for two hundred and eighteen years.She wasn...