I Died a Hundred Years Ago, Then Returned to the Mountain on My Death Anniversary

On the day Shen Guizhou returned to the mountain, he finished the offerings in front of his own memorial tablet and scared his second senior brother unconscious.

His former fiancée's sect chose that very day to come calling, intending to burn their notice of broken engagement in front of his memorial. He borrowed a brush and changed it: I'm the one ending this. Then he pulled out a betrothal gift list. When his fifth senior brother's abacus clicked, the face of the Jade Balance Palace's Grand Elder turned pale.

Everyone thought he was a cripple with a shattered spiritual root. No one knew that inside the old bronze lamp at his waist, a girl had sat through ten thousand years of endless night. The first thing she asked him to do was get back the love letters he'd written to his ex. At the betrothal ceremony, one hundred and eight love letters rained from the sky. Only then did all of Eastern Continent realize that every move in the groom's renowned Sword Intent of the Startling Swan came straight from his love letters.

After that, she would ask him to buy back the name she'd pawned, and to make an ancient ancestor who had lived for a million years cry with his insults in front of ten thousand sects...

One by one, the seven lamp wicks lit up. She said that when all seven lamps went out, they would be even. When the last wick caught fire, there was only one sentence in the flame:

"Come back. Stay with me and watch the sun rise, just once."