Three Sins Against Heaven-Chapter 61 – What evening is it tonight?

Ghost Guest extinguished the furnace fire, packed up the pill furnace and the numerous pills, and opened the door. A gust of cold air hit him as he stepped into the courtyard.

It was snowing.

The cold wind howled, carrying snowflakes that fell, blanketing the entire world in white.

Ghost Guest looked up at the falling snow, catching a few flakes in his hand, watching them melt silently, feeling a sense of melancholy.

When he first arrived last year, there was no snow. This year, it was snowing heavily. Time flies so quickly. When the snow melts, it will be a new year. He had been at the Demonic Extreme Sect for over a year now.

"Dylan, you're finally out! Let's build a snowman," Little Tiger called out as he walked into the courtyard, pointing to a row of snowmen by the wall. "We've already built ours, just waiting for you."

The row of snowmen was divided into two groups. The front snowman on the left side had carrot eyes and a round head, clearly Little Tiger's handiwork, surrounded by three other snowmen, two large and one small, likely representing Little Tiger's parents and sibling.

On the right side, two identical snowmen stood at the front, clearly built by Laura Jiang and her sister, with two more snowmen, one tall and one short, behind them, likely representing their parents.

Ghost Guest gathered some snow and made a snowman about the same size as Little Tiger. As he started on the second one, he suddenly stopped.

That Gambler, he certainly wouldn't build one for him. As for his mother, he didn't know what kind of snowman could represent her.

What should his mother look like?

Thinking of this, his heart grew heavy with sorrow.

Cultivators have sharper memories, yet his memories of his mother were becoming increasingly blurred. It had only been a little over a year since he came to the Demonic Extreme Sect, but it felt like ten or even a hundred years. A year ago, he was still a mortal, but looking back, it seemed like a lifetime ago.

Ghost Guest tried several times but couldn't get it right. Growing increasingly frustrated, he knocked down the snowman in front of him, leaving only his own snowman standing alone in the cold wind.

"Where are Laura and her sister?"

"They're changing into new clothes."

"Why new clothes?"

"It's New Year's Eve, of course, you wear new clothes."

Ghost Guest was momentarily stunned. If not for Little Tiger's reminder, he would have almost forgotten about New Year's Eve.

"Dylan, you're finally out!" Laura Jiang's excited voice rang out. Ghost Guest turned to see the sisters in bright new clothes, feeling a pang of guilt.

These new clothes were made during their last trip to the private market. They had made several sets, and he hadn't expected them to save one for the New Year, something he hadn't even noticed.

That trip seemed so long ago. Now he realized that he had been so focused on cultivation that he had neglected the three of them. They rarely ventured beyond the pasture at the foot of the mountain.

Such a life must be quite dull.

Thinking of this, Ghost Guest left the courtyard and headed straight for the private market. Despite the wind and snow, the cold was insignificant to cultivators, and he still saw many of them along the way.

For cultivators, today was no different from any other day.

"What did you say, firecrackers?"

In the private market, the cultivator who had made clothes for Ghost Guest looked puzzled. Cultivators didn't celebrate the New Year, and it was the first time he had heard someone ask for firecrackers.

"Yes, firecrackers." Ghost Guest nodded slightly, placing twenty Spirit Stones on the stall. "Also, please make some fur coats for me."

Seeing the Spirit Stones, the cultivator's face lit up with joy. "No problem, firecrackers it is. Wait here, I'll get them for you."

A moment later, the cultivator handed over a pile of firecrackers and fur coats, smiling. "I've added fire-based spells inside. Just channel some spiritual energy, and they'll explode. Guaranteed to make a big bang."

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Ghost Guest took the items and left, heading straight for the Spirit Treasure Platform. He had many places to visit today and needed to hurry.

After leaving the Spirit Treasure Platform, Ghost Guest quickly made his way back. As he approached the courtyard, the gate opened on its own.

Inside, the small lake was frozen. Kenneth Yi was walking slowly and cautiously on the thin ice, his flowing black hair gradually turning white from the falling snow.

Without turning around, Kenneth Yi continued walking on the ice, speaking softly, "Wait a moment, and I'll teach you."

Ghost Guest clasped his hands in salute. "I'm not here for a lesson. Today is New Year's Eve, and I'm here to wish you a prosperous new year, hoping your cultivation advances further."

With a crack, the ice beneath Kenneth Yi's feet suddenly cracked, evidently from the weight of his steps. His aura inadvertently leaked out, causing the thin ice on the lake to shatter inch by inch.

Standing on the water, Kenneth Yi raised his hand, and the falling snowflakes caused the lake to freeze again. He slowly turned to look at Ghost Guest and sighed heavily.

"If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten. Ghost Guest, you have a thoughtful heart."

"Not to disturb you further, I'll come back another day for guidance. Farewell." Ghost Guest saluted and turned to leave.

Kenneth Yi called out to Ghost Guest, taking a jade slip from his storage bag and sending it to him. "I remember in my hometown, elders would give lucky money on New Year's Eve, and it must not be refused. It should be placed under the pillow and slept on happily."

"In that case, I humbly accept." Ghost Guest put away the jade slip and asked softly, "Why are you walking on thin ice, Senior Brother?"

"I am walking a path from my memories." Kenneth Yi's voice suddenly became ancient, and under the wind and snow, his handsome face seemed to age. With his back to Ghost Guest, he waved gently, signaling him to leave, then resumed his slow walk on the ice.