I'll Fix Everything | Wangxian

Chapter forty-four

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Everyone struggled to breathe as they watched Wei Ying, as pale as a sheet fight against the entire cultivation world... completely alone.

They could feel so much anger... so much pain.

Every single person on the ground beneath him, fighting against the demons he's kept locked inside, had all wronged him tremendously.

Jiang Cheng, while Wei Ying didn't want to admit it nor did he even believe it, had wronged him.

Nie Mingjue, someone who had always claimed to be a righteous cultivator, who had said he would always uphold justice and never slaughter innocents, had allowed just that to happen.

Lan Xichen.

The Lan Clan Leader stiffened, holding his breath.

Lan Xichen had wronged him. Like Nie Mingue, Lan Xichen was all about righteousness, his whole clan was built on it to the point it went to the utmost extremes... but he was also all about peace... and that made him a coward.

Lan Xichen is a coward.

Wei Ying could tell from the look on the Lan's face he disagreed with what was happening, but because he neglected to at the very least say something... Wei Ying's family, innocents, had been brutally slaughtered.

His adopted siblings' cremains had been spread and denied rest.

Because of him, and those like him who were too fearful to stand up for what is right, Wei Ying lost everything.

One man had stood alone, facing the entire world fearlessly because it was the right thing to do, and these clan leaders, couldn't even do it.

Wei Ying wasn't anyone special.

He was the son of a servant.

He was a servant in the Jiang sect- though, treated better than the majority of other servants... my most people.

And yet, he had stood against the entire world all by himself with nothing but a broken body and a flute.

Lan Xichen's lips trembled, tears streaming down his cheeks, what have I done?.... What would I have done?... this cowardice... it's still within me... he thought... and yet... noticed that NONE of Wei Ying's demons were attacking him.

Wei Ying wasn't attacking him, even after everything he'd done- or hadn't done.

In response, by cowards, and evils, he had been painted as a demon.

Magic and cultivation do not define someone, nor does it write their intentions, but for his demonic cultivation and that alone, they had berated him.

For saving innocents, they had hated him.

For opposing them... for having power... they destroyed him.

Power was all he had in the end.

And Wei Wuxian was possibly the only man in the world who didn't want power.