"To be honest, Wei-xiong's words were quite interesting. If resentful energy can easily be taken and used, it would be beyond wonderful especially for cultivators with weak golden core like me.", Nie Huaisang said.
"Huaisang." This time, Nie Mingjue's tone wasn't that of a scolding but displeasure. Although he doesn't like the words Nie Huaisang's choice of words, he can't argue with the fact that his brother does lack in some aspects.
Nie Huaisang flashed him a small smile. "It's true, da-ge. You know that.", he paused and sighed when he saw the worrying look on Nie Mingjue. "Don't worry, da-ge. I know now how to fend for myself."
Jiang Cheng warned, "That's enough. It's fine if you talk about it, but don't actually walk such a crooked path."
"Why would I leave the nice, broad road, and walk on a single-plank bridge on a dark, narrow river instead? If it really is that easy, people would have already walked on it. Don't worry, he was just asking, and I was just answering. Let's go back to shijie.", Wei Wuxian answered.
Few cultivators chuckled at the irony of his words. "Pfft. Wouldn't leave, huh? Look at yourself now."
Wen Ning isn't one to start a fight but when he heard those words, he lost all the shyness that was often used to describe him. He let his eyes wander to look for something he can throw when his eyes landed on the cardboard from the pizza they just finished.
He ripped a small piece from it and crumpled it to form a solid ball. He then proceeded to flick it as hard as he could towards the men who were talking nonsense about Wei Wuxian.
It hit the man sitting at the middle on his cheek with a satisfying thwack. "What the— Who did that?!"
Wen Ning proudly raised his hand with a smile. "I did.", he said.
The man was about to lunge at him when his friend held him back. "What do you think you're doing, A-Song?! That's the Ghost General! Do you want to die?!", he whisper-yelled.
Even Wen Qing couldn't blame them if they did not recognize Wen Ning immediately. His robes aren't tattered anymore, his eyes don't lack pupils, his skin doesn't resemble that of a corpse, and most of all, there aren't any black lines from his neck that extends to his face.
Instead, his appearance looked more like a scholarly young man with his clean gray robes, handsome features, and healthy complexion. Big difference, indeed.
A-Song's face went from raging red to ghostly white in a matter of seconds when the newly acquired information finally dawned to him.
"Shijie and the other girls were moved to have class with the other female Lan disciples. We can't go to the girls' quarters.", Jiang Cheng huffed. "And also, Lan Qiren asked me to tell you to copy Virtue section of Righteousness for three times so that you can learn what natural morality is."
Although there were only some who groaned along with Wei Wuxian, it didn't pass through Lan Qiren's ears unnoticed. He immediately threw a glare at the disciples' direction where he saw them avoiding his line of sight.
"All of you. Report for punishment when we get back."
"Three times? I'd fly up to Heaven if I just copied them once. I'm not from the Lan Sect, and don't intend to marry into the Lan Clan, so why should I copy the rules of his sect? I'm not gonna copy.", Wei Wuxian spat out.
Wei Wuxian felt a light air blow on his hair from above him. He removed himself from Lan Wangji's embrace and crossed his arms on his chest. "Really Lan Zhan? You find that funny?", he said in fake-annoyance.
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