Beyond Control

Chapter 71

~*Flashback Continues*~

"Jiang Cheng, this is your only chance. Do not be so impulsive next time!"

Wei Wuxian took a different route up the mountain to meet Wen Qing. He can't let Jiang Cheng know of his plan. Once Jiang Cheng fell into a deep sleep, Wen Qing walked over to a nearby tree.

"Come on out."

Wei Wurian walk out from behind a small hill, he look at a sleeping Jiang Cheng, the look back to Wen Qing.

"Do the core transfer."

It changed to Wei Ying screaming on the ground, back arched, writhing madly in Wen Ning's hug, a piece of wood wrapped in a cloth was set between his teeth. Blood was pouring like a raging waterfall around them as she revealed Wei's thrumming, glowing, golden core.

Wei Ying spasmed, tears running down his cheeks as his body was torn open, back arched like a bridge as Wen Qing started to work on removing his golden core. His screams were deafening, Wen Ning held him tighter, sobbing with him as he watched his best friend give up his life.

"Wei Wuxian! Wei Wuxian! Don't fall asleep! If you do, then your core will dissipate."

Wei Wuxian try his best to stay awake, he wanted to see the core transferred into Jiang Cheng's body.

2 days 1 night

That was how long the procedure took, to take Wei Wuxian's golden core out of him and transfer it to Jiang Cheng. Wei Wuxian didn't get any sleep at all. He stayed awake to watch  his beautiful, strong, thrumming golden core in Wen Qing's hand hover above Jiang Cheng's stomach and slowly sunk it into his body.

Jiang Cheng had been in the mountain for seven days.

The town that they had agreed to meet in was built amid the mountains. It was rather remote. There weren't many people inside. The roads were both thin and bumpy. There weren't even any street vendors on the side.

Wei Wuxian was squatting on the side of the road. He glanced at the direction of the mountain. There was still no sight of Jiang Cheng. Hands on his knees, he stood up before feeling his head spin. Wobbling for a few moments, he walked toward the only teahouse in the town.

The teahouse was likely the only building in the town that wasn't crude. Just as he entered, a waiter went up to him with a smile, "What would you like?"

Wei Wuxian was immediately alarmed.

Within the past few days, he'd been on the run and never had the time to clean himself up. He could almost be described as grimy. When most teahouse waiters saw such a look, he'd be lucky if they didn't kick him out right away. Coming over with such enthusiasm seemed a bit too fake.

He quickly scanned around the shop. The accountant stood behind the counter, appearing as though he wanted to bury his face into the account booklet. Around half a dozen people sat scattered around ten tables. Many of them were wearing capes, drinking tea with their heads low as if they were hiding something.

Immediately, Wei Wuxian spun around to leave. However, just one step outside of the teahouse, a tall, dark shadow had hovered over him and struck him hard in the chest.

Wei Wuxian smashed into two tables. The waiter and the accountant ran outside, panicking. All of the people inside took off their capes, revealing the sun robes that they wore inside. Wen Zhuliu stepped over the threshold and stood in front of Wei Wuxian. Looking at how he struggled to get up and then at his palm, he seemed to be thinking. Somebody kicked at the bent of Wei Wuxian's knees, forcing him to hit the ground.

Wen Chao's face appeared in his sight, full of cruel excitement, "You're down already?! You brat, didn't you jump around quite a bit back in the cave of the Xuanwu of Slaughter? You're finished with just a strike? Hahahaha, keep on jumping, look at how arrogant you were!"