A clue 🗝️

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Wei Ying flew on his sword as fast as he could in his condition. Pain was getting unbearable and the wind is of no help. The energy from his body was draining at double speed.

The nasty wounds from spiritual weapon giving a toll to him, using a lot of spiritual energy, to heal. It reminds him of time when he was alone and wondering in streets.

The tears spilling from his eyes were blurring his vision. His head was heavy giving him dizzy spells now and then. He knew he was at his limit.

He was loosing hope, but then he hear something in distance. The rippling river sound gave him a new vigour, he flew faster.... if possible.

He dropped to ground with a thud, as he gained some strength he sloppily stand and ran to the chilled water, as if his life depends on it.

As water made contact to his body, stinging pain ran through his body as if ants are crowling and gnawing at his skin. He released a blood curdling scream as the river turned red with his blood......

The chilling water gave its blessings by turning his body numb. The sticked and chipped clothes left his wounds as water wet them, but also bringing blood back to fuild. He slowly removed them. And starting washing himself.

It was still hard for him to register what happened today. Everything felt like a dream but the wounds on him speak otherwise. Bringing tears back to his eyes.

He was lost in thoughts, when cold shiver ran through his back.

His heart started beating rapidly, in rhythm to his pounding head. In seconds pain hit him hard as if someone taking his spine out.

Suddenly his wrist started glowing and invisible force started tightening around it with snake like grip. The pain was so intense, that he was unable to register anything. His survival instinct barely make him reach the shore as his head got filled with voices. Repeating itself again and again and again.....

"Respect the others share the worries. One can either break the web or make it release. Only if one knows how to weave."

It was a voice he know of but can't pinpoint, in dizzy state he fell and hit his head to a stone.
Resulting.......darkness took him in her embrace.

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He woke up by bug bites. As he looked around he saw, the evening was gone and night time has arrived with moon light falling on water and reflecting on wet grasses and leaves, make them glistening like pearls and diamonds. No matter how many times he have seen this scenery, it leaves him mesmerized.

His stopper broke by a spider crawling to his thigh. He looked up, down, front and back touching himself all around. He gasped in shock. All of his wounds were completely healed. He check again and again.

He then remembered what happened to him few hours ago. He contemplated the words voice spoke to him and the situation, how he felt at that moment and all.

He was still did not able to pinpoint the reason....

Why this happened to him?

Whose voice he heard back then?

What does their words mean? and most importantly

Why.... just why it spoke to him and no one else in lotus pier?

What that voice or person want from him?

He was lost in thought when he heard faint noises of weapons clashing with trunk. As if someone practicing there strikes, from sound it appears to be a bit clumsy but ruthless.

His curiosity win all of his senses, he forgot about voice. He slowly followed the voice, not to startle or make person aware of his presence.

From afar he saw silhouette of a woman, since there was darkness all around he wasn't able to see who it is. He thought of approaching her and moved forward.

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