That Mirage Tower only exists deep inside the desert. Under sunset, it seems that the time has stopped.
– Dusk Pavilion
Her name is the secret of the desert. Vnet and her mirage attract people like magic.
– Divine Name
Abruptly in the desert appeared a glamorous tower. An exotic girl grins in front of it.
– Rose Gauze
Vnet saw too many trades. Some were happy, some regretted. Only Goddess of Gold is always calm.
– Unfinished Will
In the vast desert, I come for you… You will fulfill your wish, and I will get what's equal.
– Gilt Word
She exists for too long. Countless years passed like sand in the hourglass. Only the old ballad passed down.
– Old Ballad
The roaring sand makes people cannot see. The touch of blue is like the sky or a clear water.
– Clear Sky and Water
The most famous dancer danced for her. The jade on her waist kept ringing. Yos obviously likes the treasure.
– Shiny Gold and Jade
She collected too many souls, but her most beautiful treasure is the stunning dancer--Yos.
– Stunning Treasure
Her left hand holds an ancient map, and her right hand holds a heavy pouch filled with treasure.
– Desert Surprise
She generously gives out treasure and harvests souls in the meantime. Some fear her power, more covet fortune.
– Desert Fate
Once, there was a boy who wanted to trade for dragon scale. Vnet smiled and opened a box beside
– A Moment of Past
Everyone has his story and hope. Fortune and treasure tempt people like an abyss.
– Abyss of Temptation
The sunlight etched the mark of time. The wind blows and the story of Vnet goes on till it becomes a legend.
– Desert Legend
From deep inside the desert came the sound of camel bell. It's the sound that Goddess of Gold leaving.
– Quicksand Phantom
Vnet knows mortal desire, herself stuck in it too. Otherwise, why would she reach out to the dancer?
– Abyss of Desire
The boy talked about the trade, 'My dragon is too old and he misses the scale he lost.'
– Cause of Past
Then what will you offer? The boy hesitated and promised to come back, and he did.
– Promise of Past
The trade usually requires a lifelong prison. Some may regret but their cry would last a blink.
– Fruit of Past