It had been ten years since Wei Wuxian and Lan Rin died.
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Lan Sizhui was so good at his swordsmanship, he was the best among his generation, he was invincible. Whoever sparred with Lan Sizhui, they always got defeated. Lan Wangji smiled and thought "just like Wei Ying, he is a champion with no rivals."
Lan Wangji looked at the rooftop, the rooftop where he sparred with Wei Wuxian. Wei Wuxian was holding two bottles of Emperor's Smile on his right hand, and he used his left hand to spar with Lan Wangji. Wei Wuxian didn't even unsheathe Suibian, he was on a par with Lan Wangji despite using his non-dominant hand with his sword still sheathed, a thought drifted into Lan Wangji's mind "it was the first and the last time that I was afraid of a sword in my whole life. Wei Ying, where are you? Are you hurt?"
Lan Sihui stopped and approached Lan Wangji:
"Hanguang-Jun."
Lan Wangji:
"You may go and rest."
Lan Sizhui cleared his throat:
"Hanguang-Jun, I need to ask something."
Lan Wangji:
"Ask."
Lan Sizhui:
"Why are you looking at that rooftop?"
Lan Wangji:
"I once had a sword fight with the most elegant of Yunmeng."
Lan Sizhui:
"Oh, uhm, where is she now Hanguang-Jun?"
Lan Wangji smiled, he caressed Lan Sizhui's head and said:
"He is refusing to tell me."
Lan Sizhui bowed and left, the last sentence was echoing in his head as he was laying on his bed "he is refusing to tell me... who on earth is this person... can he be..." he suddenly thought of the Inquiry that Hanguang-Jun kept playing "Wei Ying, where are you, are you hurt?"
Lan Sizhui jumped up from his bed, and took out his zither and he played the inquiry, hoping that this soul would hear him, yet he knew, the soul had a possibility of refusing him, yet he played:
"Wei Qianbei, where are you? Are you hurt?"
Lan Sizhui knew that he played the Inquiry correctly, he didn't get an answer to his question, so he played it for another soul that he knew people failed to find:
"Shengkaide-Hua where are you, are you hurt?"
No souls answered to this Inquiry either. Lan Sizhui wasn't expecting an answer either... Countless rituals, countless expeditions, all had failed. He thought "Yunmeng, I must go to Yunmeng, I must talk to Zewu-Jun."
The next day Sizhui made his way to the Lengshi, his steps were fast yet he wasn't running, when he arrived at the door, he heard the soft voice:
"Come in."
Lan Sizhui enterd and bowed:
"Zewu-Jun."
Lan Xichen:
"Sizhui, what is the matter?"
Lan Sizhui:
"Zewu-Jun, I want to go to Yunmeng."
Lan Xichen:
"Is Yunmeng in distress?"
Lan Sizhui shook his head:
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THE UNTAMED HEART
FanfictionThis is a fanfiction based on The Untamed. The events take a twist as Jiang Cheng starts leaving the Burial Mounds, considering his training as a leader lacked and he had to take over his sect as the youngest leader, it is no surprise that he was un...
