«To Tame The Untamed»

一百八十✔️

"Be careful, she's very resentful!", Wen Ning warned after leading half of the sect leaders out of the Guanyin temple doors. The only ones who stayed after showing up half way through were jin zixuan and Nie mingjue.

"Qin su.", Wei Ying muttered under his breath when he saw hie horrified Jin guangyao looked when he saw his half sister coming after him in all fury. He sealed the blood coming out of his severed hand, barely conscious he ran for his life.

Ofcourse, when he raised the dead, the woman who laid inside tomb along with the forged amulet, Qinsu was raised from the dead by wei ying too.

Not that wei ying regretted a single part of it. He regretted whatever had happened to the innocent woman.

"Sect leader lan! Please help Liangfang zun, he really needs your help.", As much as he liked to help people heal, he agitated when he looked at Jin guangyao. The man being the biggest reason of all why his own family had probably despised him. He definitely didn't want to help the man heal let alone watch him live another minute of his life.

He hissed in pain when he felt a slash go over his hand from the resent all over the temple. Wei Ying who seemed to have noticed that for a moment realised that after all lan xichen was his family, he should help him rather then talking to him before the poison travels too far.

He walked up to the man ignoring the fact that the soul of Qinsu was still terrorising Jin guangyao, and pulled his hands towards him.

"A'xian i-", Wei Ying took the salve out of his robes and opened the lid. Lan xichen hissed loudly when his brother in law smacked the salve right onto the cut without any mercy.

"Sshh~ calm down zewu jun. My children live in your sect, my husband lives in your sect, I do too.", Wei Ying said with a grin and Continued to apply the salve on the cut with a lot of pressure.

"We have all the time in this universe to kill eachother.", Wei Ying whispered grabbing the piece of bandage from his robes to wrap it around the man hands. Lan xichen was left shocked when wei ying walked away from him after throwing th remaining bottle of salve away on the floor.

"Giddy up zewu Jun! I need you to play that fucking flute!", Wei Ying said snapping his fingers one by one, he groaned from how sore he was and decided to put Qinsu in peace forever.

Lan Zhan and lan xichen looked at eachothers before they grabbed their first class spiritual tools. Lan xichen with his liebing a pristine white flute with cloud patterns and Lan zhan with his guqin.

Even though wei ying hated the guqin and the flute which lan xichen and lan wanna played at the moment, he could do nothing but, whistled the shrill melody all by himself when he saw that his flute wasn't with him right now.

Must have dropped it somewhere, wei yīng thought scratching his head as he took smooth strides trying to tame the the untamed fierce corpse of the woman who was here to take her revenge.

The Melodies of the guqin and liebing was so perfect that even wei wuxian almost stopped whistling his melody from how beautiful and intense it was.

The resentful soul sent a wave of yin energy towards him and sent him flying backwards towards the pillar. Wei Ying groaned when he looked at wen ning who had taken the blow for him.

The souls of mo xuanyu and jin guangyao's mother's was long gone. The only thing which remained untamed was Qinsu's soul which was going haywire. She took no note of whom she was attacking and continued to hurt the cultivators present inside the hall.

Jin guangyao especially who was running away even though he was wretched out from stopping the blood coming from his severed hand.

"Wei Wuxian!", Jiang cheng called his brother stopping him from whistling the melody.