The Immortal Ying Sanren

Chapter 12: Caiyi Town II

Wei Wuxian tucked his hand inside his robes and pulled out something spherical shape."Lan Zhan catch!" He tossed it right to Lan Wangji.

Hearing that Lan Wangji turned, hand raising and swiftly catching the unknown object that was thrown at him, confused on what on earth did Wei Wuxian gave him a Compass.
 
Lan Wangji opened his mouth ready to say something but again it was Wei Wuxian who spoke first.

"It's a compass" 

Lan Wangji: "....."
Well obviously... 

Knowing what was Lan Wangji thinking, Wei Wuxian let out a chuckle.

"Though, it's not some kind of ordinary compass, Take it as a gift from me" he smiled.  

Lan Wangji slowly looked at the compass, gently placing his hand to trace the artifact's design.

'Not some kind of ordinary compass'
repeating the same words that Wei Wuxian said in his mind.

"What do you mean?" he asked, gently closing his eyes and opening it as he looked at him. 

"It's one of my inventions, take it as a repayment of the troubles I caused" 

Lan Wangji: "....."  
Didn't you say that it was a gift, how come it change into a repayment? 

He frowned from the sudden change of his words, causing Wei Wuxian to think that he might've angered him. Turning his head to avert those Amber gold eyes.

When Wei Wuxian had turned his head, Lan Wangji began to sigh, he once again glace towards the Compass, he must say it has a mesmerizing design.

The compass suddenly started to shake trying to pinpoint the source, but it cannot it was circling non-stop.

The water started to shake furiously,
waves appeared to be rushing towards them, starting having a form of a hand.

They had a moment of being shocked but changed, The Twin Jades unsheathed their swords, circling each other to form an attack, unleashing their spiritual strikes.  

Lan Wangji leaped into the air releasing three spiritual slashes onto the water yet it did not stop the wave from attacking, but it became larger than before.

Wei Wuxian also joined the fight, slowly unsheathing his sword taking his time to gather spiritual energy at his blade.

Upon snapping his eyes open, he released three crimson spiritual slashes that took a huge impact on the waves. His sword glowed in a majestic golden aura.

Emitting such an aura, Lan Wangji couldn't help but stare at the man holding the sword standing in such a powerful stance. Smiling and still fighting.

He feels powerful.

He feels distant.

He feels untouchable.

He was different, more different than the others and he himself. He knew that even he cannot compare to him.

He hates it. He really hates it.

He wanted to be special, more special to him. He really wants to go to his side and grab his hand and experience some new things with him and
maybe—

"Lan Zhan!"

With a single shout, he jolted awake, his eyes meeting some black weird-looking creature an inch away from his face. A sword pierces at the side of it's head stopping it from going further.

A familiar robe fluttered, seeing the man on his boat much far away from his own.

'Ah... How serene...'