"A-Yuan, get back here!" Daiyu heard as she was finishing writing out a scroll. She sighed heavily as she knew that A-Yuan and Jun had done another prank. She used to keep Jun at her side at all times, but she let him have a physical form as long as she didn't need him. However, what she wasn't expecting was for him to do pranks on a daily basis, and he even started bringing innocent little Wei Yuan into his troubles. She looked out her door to see Wen Ning chasing the two down the hallway, not that he would catch them. She then looked over at her sworn brother, Wei Wuxian, who was chuckling at their antics. He had reached immortality a year ago, and they had become sworn siblings shortly after that. He was announced as the crowned prince of the kingdom. He had slightly matured. He was no longer the thin and tired boy that she had met in the Burial Mounds. He was now slightly taller as he was not hunched over, reaching around 6'. His brown hair now reached the floor, which was always tied up in intricate braids along with a small crown on his head as he didn't want anything fancy. He was still lean, but now he had muscle, and his sunken face had become handsome enough to make men and women alike swoon. His silver eyes showed glee as he saw his precious little radism run up to him.
"Baba, guess what?"
"Yes, A-Yuan?"
"You know the man that's grumpy all the time and sells soup?"
"...Yes?"
"I covered him in feathers, he looked like a Peacock!"
"A-Yuan that's not nice," Daiyu scolded the boy as she knew that Wei Wuxian wouldn't.
"Sorry auntie," he said, pouting. He was now 7 years old, and looked much healthier. He was on the tall side for his age, and although there was no blood relation, he and Wuxian looked very similar. He was dressed in similar clothing to Wuxian, just much, much dirtier. She looked at Wuxian once again to see him stifling a laugh, ugh he never changes.
"Let's get you cleaned up," came in Ah Lam along with granny. They were pretty much A-Yuan's grandma's.
"Ok," Wei Yuan said sadly and walked out.
"I swear he's more like you everyday," Daiyu teased Wuxian.
"Huh!? I am a grown up I'll have you know," he retorted, making the same face as A-Yuan.
"You're a couple thousand years younger than me, you're practically a newborn."
"Whatever. Anyways, we should be heading out soon, Daiyu."
"Yes we shall, prepare your pouch, and go give Wen Ning the scroll as he will be in charge while we are gone."
"Hm." Wuxian grabbed the scroll and went off to give it to Wen Ning. It was finally time to go and reform the world. For the last couple years they have been gathering information and Wuxian has been training. They are going to try to sort this out peacefully, but if that's not possible, then they will resort to force. Originally Daiyu planned on leaving the world alone, but that's only when she thought that it was in good hands. But now all she sees is corruption. The Jiangs are rude and aggressive. The Nies are unorganized and hypocritical. The Lans are unforgiving and cold. But worst of all, the Jins are arrogant, lazy and most are terrible people. They force money from civilians, and only seek gold and other riches. There is a discussion conference in two weeks, in which they will be coming under the guise of a sect. The name of the sect is LiKun, with their symbol being dragons, and their colors are red, black and gold. They are coming as co-sect leaders. Along with them they are bringing Boquin, while Hong is staying behind to help Wen Ning. They are also bringing A-Yuan and Jun as their heirs. Wuxian is bringings both his personal guards. Li Jie is a young man. He is on the smaller side, but he is elegant and graceful. He usually uses his Qin, and is known as one of the best players. His other guard is a woman who is beautiful and flirty, named Jia. She wears minimal clothing, which she says is more 'breathable'. She has black hair with a blue tint, bright blue eyes, a tattoo on the side of her face and bright red lipstick.
"Wei-ge, can you please help me lace the back of my clothes," she asked, batting her eyelashes. Wei Wuxian gave in as she would become pushy if he didn't. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Boquin glaring at her slightly, but he ignored it, guessing that he liked Jia or something.
"Are you guys ready?" Daiyu asked, ignoring the way that Jia draped herself over her brother.
"Yes, please," Wuxian said, quickly untangling himself from her limbs.

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Black Jade
FanfictionWhat if the Burial Mounds had a god? Would she be merciful enough to save Wei Wuxian from the darkness?