The Aftermath

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Mama!” Ayuan cried out and rushed to Wei Ying, who was lying silent and still, on the ground, with a crying Wei Qing in his arms, followed closely by a worried and panicking Lan JingYi, Jin Ling, Jiang Cheng, Lan Xichen, Uncle Qiren, Healer Fu, Wen Ning, and Sect Leader Nie.

BABA?! HEALER FU?! How is he? Is… is he-!” Ayuan stuttered, scared and worried for his parents, his baby sister, and even for omega Wei Wuxian and the Alpha, as he watched his baba pick up his unconscious, cold, pale, and extremely tired-looking mama, carefully and swiftly in his arms and walk back in the direction of Jingshi, silently, followed by the Alpha who was carrying omega Wei Wuxian, much the same way.

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“Whatever kind of poison that beta has used on our Wuxian, in the absence of a properly working golden core, the poison is spreading far too quickly than expected.

And because of the exhaustion, Wuxian put on himself by using and absorbing the resentment energy from the Beta and Yin Iron, even after getting severely poisoned, his condition has worsened…

Wuxian's condition is very critical now.

We need to do something to remove the poison from his body and save him, very quickly, else we might not only lose him and omega Wei Wuxian but also our Little devil, forever!” Healer Fu stated seriously and anxiously, after checking the pulse and spiritual meridians of Wei Ying and sealing all his acupoints at once with the help of Wen Ning, to slow down the pace of spreading poison and delay its harmful destructive impact from reaching Wei Ying’s heart.

“We need to teleport back to my world, now! I won’t lose my Ying’er simply because of the lack and delay in your quick decision-making ability! Do you guys get it?!” Alpha Lan Wangji shouted, angrily, glaring at everyone, especially his mortal enemy’s counterpart, Lan Qiren, while trying every possible way to wake up his Ying’er and bring him back to consciousness using the power of his pheromones, anxiously

“Alpha is right. We need to teleport to his dimension, immediately! Sizhui, you’ll be coming with us along with Wei Qing. I need your help, son!” Lan Zhan stated, seriously, too far gone to care about his image of the great Hanguang Jun and past caring about his own insecurities of never asking for anyone’s help even when he needed it the most, because, at the moment, his only priority was his husband, His Wei Ying, his very own life, that was in danger!

“I’m here, baba!” Ayuan nodded firmly, looking straight into the intense golden eyes of Hanguang Jun, feeling grateful and honoured, for he too wasn’t unaware of his baba’s incapability and lacking nature of vocalizing his own needs and knew very well that his baba must have struggled and tried really hard to push his own boundaries before asking for his help, openly, in front of everyone.

Lan Zhan then took out the qiankun pouch containing the last remaining part of Mo Xuanyu’s life force, given to him by his sweet considerate husband earlier, and placed it respectfully in his frowning Xiongzhang’s open palm and said, “This is Mo Xuanyu’s life force.

Our return most probably be delayed, Xiongzhang.

Wangji requests you to perform the last rites and help his soul to cross over, peacefully. It’s what my Wei Ying would have wanted to do as the first thing if he had been healthy and conscious.”

“Sure, I’ll do it, first thing in the morning, didi, and please don’t worry. Axian will be fine. I can honestly feel it in my heart that everything will be alright.

Please, believe him and have faith in your love and connection.

No one can take your Life away from you, Wangji.

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