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Chapter 3: Prologue

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Most eyes turned towards Wei WuXian, who was surprised at the words. Yu ZiYuan spoke confused, "Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation?"

Wei WuXian saw everyone looking towards him, well everyone who knew that he was the grandmaster of demonic cultivation, and quickly raised his hands up in surrender, "My Mother just admitted and you all are blaming me!!"

The words faded and a drop of black ink fell onto the plain white. It spread out, giving way to a black canvas instead of the blinding white. Text suddenly showed up, along with the sound of a voice.

"Great news! Wei WuXian has died!"

Everyone who didn't know that the male had died, gasped surprised. They recalled Nie MingJue's words from earlier, but hadn't believed it, seeing Wei WuXian alive in front of them. Wei WuXian, who was currently alive, raised an eyebrow, "No, I'm not! I'm right here!"

"This was 13 years ago," Wei ChangZe informed him.

"What?" Everyone who heard him chorused.

"The YiLing Patriach has died? Who could've killed him?"

"Who else other than his shidi, Jiang Cheng, putting an end to his own relative for the greater good. Jiang Cheng led the Four Sects to destroy his den - The Burial Mounds,"

"WHAT?!?!?!" The three Jiangs, Wen Qing, and Jin ZiXuan all snapped.

"A-Cheng?" Jiang Yanli spoke softly, Jiang Cheng looking down shamefully.

Wei WuXian glanced over and frowned worriedly. Wen Qing was enraged, "You- you killed him?! He tried to protect you and your sect, but you killed him?!?!?!?!"

"Qing-Jie," Wei WuXian looked at her and at the three Jiangs, "Shijie, Uncle, Madam Yu. Jiang Cheng's actions were...reasonable at the time. Plus, he did not kill me,"

"How is-"

"Keep watching!" CangSe Sanren ended the fight.

"I must say good riddance!"

"Good riddance indeed!"

"Why is that good?" Jiang Fengmian frowned, looking at his wife, who was also disgusted by the gossip of her once senior disciple.

"If not for the YunmengJiang Sect adopting and teaching him, he would have only been a hobo living on the streets, let alone causing mayhem as bold as the ones these days. The head of the Jiang Sect raised him as his own child, yet he defected from them and became the enemy of the cultivation world, bringing shame upon the Jiang Sect, even leading to its near-extermination. He is the prime example of biting the hand that feeds him!"

Wei ChangZe let out a bitter laugh, "What bullshit!"

"Jiang Cheng allowed this fellow to live for too long. If I were him, at the time of the defection, I wouldn't have just stabbed him. In fact, I would have thoroughly examined the disciples of the sect again, so that he couldn't do those crazy things he did later on. Who cares about the so called 'considerations' that he gave to his childhood friend."