Destiny leads me to you

The Meeting

Wei Ying, courtesy name Wei Wuxian, woke up early that morning, the warmth of the sun gently kissing his cheeks as he stretched in bed. Today was an important day for him, as he was to attend the annual Cultivation Conference at Gusu Lan Sect. It was an opportunity for cultivators from different sects to gather, exchange knowledge, and forge new alliances.

As the only son of Wei Changze and Wei Cangse Sanren, Wei Ying carried with him a unique lineage. His mother, Cangse Sanren, was the daughter of Immortal Baoshan Sanren, a highly revered figure in the cultivation world. This bestowed upon Wei Ying a special ability, one that fascinated and intrigued many: he could carry a child and give birth.

The cultivation world was abuzz with rumors and speculations about Wei Ying's extraordinary capabilities. Some saw him as a beacon of hope, a potential solution to the declining birth rates among cultivators. Others were skeptical, fearing the unknown and the implications of such a power.

Wei Ying shook off his thoughts and rose from his bed, his mind buzzing with anticipation. He quickly freshened up and put on his robes, meticulously arranged to reflect his carefree nature. His bright smile was infectious, and it had become his trademark among those who knew him.

Descending the stairs of Lotus Pier, his family's residence, Wei Ying found his parents waiting for him in the main hall. His father, Wei Changze, a respected cultivator, and his mother, Cangse Sanren, a kind and gentle woman, greeted him warmly.

"Wei Ying, are you ready for today's journey?" Wei Changze asked, his eyes filled with fatherly pride.

Wei Ying grinned. "Of course, Father! I can't wait to see what the Cultivation Conference has in store for us this year."

Cangse Sanren approached him and embraced him tightly. "Remember, my dear, you are special. Your abilities are a gift from your grandmother. Embrace them, but never let them define you."

Wei Ying nodded, his eyes shining with determination. "I understand, Mother. I will make you proud."

With their blessings, Wei Ying set off for the Gusu Lan Sect. His heart was filled with excitement and curiosity, wondering what adventures awaited him at the conference. Little did he know that fate had a surprise in store for him.

The sun shone brightly over the picturesque Cloud Recesses, home to the prestigious Gusu Lan Sect. Its tranquil beauty mirrored the serenity that enveloped the sect's inhabitants, who prided themselves on their strict discipline and adherence to principles.

In the heart of Cloud Recesses, Madam Lan, a graceful woman of elegant poise, stood in the lush bamboo grove. Her white robes billowed gently in the breeze, and her serene gaze was fixed upon two figures walking towards her.

The first figure was Wei Ying, known for his mischievous nature and an air of unrestrained freedom that seemed to follow him wherever he went. With a bright smile on his face, he exuded an aura of youthful exuberance, his long black hair cascading down his back.

Walking alongside Wei Ying was his mother, Cangse Sanren, a woman who possessed an otherworldly beauty and an air of mystery. Her presence commanded respect, and her eyes held a depth of knowledge and wisdom that surpassed her years.

Madam Lan greeted them with a gentle nod. "Welcome, Wei Ying, Cangse Sanren. It is an honor to have you visit the Cloud Recesses."

Wei Ying grinned widely. "Thank you, Madam Lan! It's such a pleasure to be here. I've heard so much about the beauty of your sect."

Cangse Sanren smiled warmly, her eyes crinkling at the corners. "We are grateful for your hospitality, Madam Lan. It is an honor for us to visit such a renowned place."

Madam Lan motioned for them to follow as they made their way towards the residence. "Please, come this way. I will introduce you to my husband, Qingheng-jun, and our two sons."

They entered the elegant residence, adorned with intricate Lan sect insignia. As they stepped into the main hall, Wei Ying's eyes widened in awe. The hall was spacious, with large windows that allowed the sunlight to filter through, casting a gentle glow on the wooden floors.

Madam Lan led them to a seating area, where Qingheng-jun sat, engrossed in a book. He looked up as they approached, a warm smile gracing his features. "Ah, Cangse Sanren, Wei Ying, welcome to Cloud Recesses."

Wei Ying bowed respectfully. "Thank you, Qingheng-jun. It's an honor to meet you."

Cangse Sanren added, "We appreciate your invitation and look forward to getting to know your esteemed family better."

Qingheng-jun's eyes twinkled with curiosity. "Indeed, it is a pleasure to meet the son of Wei Changze and Cangse Sanren. The rumors of your unique abilities have reached our ears."

Wei Ying's cheeks reddened slightly, and he chuckled. "Ah, those rumors. Yes, it's true. I have inherited some extraordinary gifts."

Qingheng-jun's gaze shifted towards his two sons, who had entered the hall quietly. Lan Huan, the eldest, greeted their guests with a polite bow, his warm smile mirroring his father's. Lan Zhan, the second son, stood beside his brother, his posture impeccable, his expression serene.

Madam Lan introduced them, her voice filled with pride. "This is my eldest son, Lan Huan, also known as Lan Xichen, and my second son, Lan Zhan, known as Lan Wangji."

Wei Ying's eyes lit up as he glanced at Lan Zhan. There was something about the young man's ethereal beauty and calm demeanor that captivated him. The air seemed to hum with an unspoken connection.

Lan Zhan's gaze met Wei Ying's, and a faint blush tinged his ears, though he maintained his composure. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Wei Ying."

Wei Ying grinned, his eyes sparkling mischievously. "The pleasure is all mine, Lan Zhan."

As they settled into conversation, a seed was planted-a bond that would grow and intertwine their lives in unexpected ways. Little did they know that their meeting in the Cloud Recesses would mark the beginning of an extraordinary journey, one filled with adventure, love, and the discovery of their true destinies.

The next day Upon his arrival in the hall, Wei Ying was greeted by a sea of cultivators from various sects, all engaged in animated conversations. He mingled effortlessly, his charm and wit drawing people towards him like moths to a flame. The rumors of his unique abilities had preceded him, and many were eager to meet him in person.

As Wei Ying navigated through the crowd, his eyes fell upon two figures standing together, their presence commanding respect and awe. It was Madam Lan, the wife of Qingheng-jun, the current Sect Leader of Gusu Lan Sect. Beside her stood two young men, one slightly older than the other.

The eldest son, Lan Huan, courtesy name Lan Xichen, had a gentle and refined air about him. His warm smile mirrored Wei Ying's, creating an instant connection between the two. The second son, Lan Zhan, courtesy name Lan Wangji, possessed an ethereal beauty that captivated Wei Ying's attention. His stoic expression intrigued Wei Ying, stirring a sense of curiosity within him.

Hello lovely readers,
How are you all? Yes, it is another Wangxian fanfictions. I don't know if this will be long or short but let's see okay? As I'm quite busy with some personal errands.

Lan Celine