Bab 250: Make haste

Yuan Xuelan's consciousness was swallowed by darkness, the last thing he felt was wet drops falling upon his cheeks. It was a big heavy for snow he thought as his mind was whisked away.

It seemed like a given that he would usher himself back into his own timeline, where things were right. Where Chen Anyue was yet alive and he hadn't yet become a tyrannical ruler that ravaged the lands with his madness. Where his relationship with Sumeng was not merely a complicated mess and instead beheld little to no ambiguity.

He longed to return.

And thus Yuan Xuelan would drift in this longing in a sea of darkness for an undetermined amount of time…

…

The name Hei Xue became infamous and renowned. So much so that it might even rival the Ivory Sword Saint in terms of curiosity and interest among the general public. But most of the rumors about this simply named 'Hei Xue' was comical at best and utter heresy at worse.