The Hua Sect | XianWang

Chapter 22 . 毛毛虫

Wei Li, Wei Sizhui, and Wei Jingyi prepared for another night hunt. As siblings, they were a force to be reckoned with, their bond stronger than steel. With their swords at the ready, they embarked into the shadows, their footsteps echoing through the night.

As they ventured deeper into the eerie forest, a thick fog settled around them. Wei Li tightened her grip on her blade, her senses on high alert. Suddenly, a blood-curdling screech pierced the air, sending shivers down their spines.

Wei Sizhui glanced at his siblings, his voice steady with determination. "Stay close, we have to stay together."

Wei Jingyi nodded, his eyes flickering with a mix of excitement and apprehension. "Let's show these fierce corpses what we're made of!"

With synchronized movements, they charged forward, their blades cutting through the darkness. The fierce corpses, twisted and malevolent, lunged at them, their eyes gleaming with feral hunger.

Wei Li spun, her sword slashing gracefully through the air. "Stay focused! Use your training!" she shouted, her voice a command.

Wei Sizhui gracefully twirled his sword, his technique honed from years of practice. Wei Jingyi grinned, his enthusiasm contagious. "Let's make them regret crossing with us!"

As the battle raged on, they moved with agility and precision, their sibling telepathy guiding their every move. With each strike, their determination grew stronger, their bonds solidifying amidst the chaos.

Bringing their powers together, they unleashed a devastating combination attack. The fierce corpses crumbled under their relentless assault, vanquished by the sheer strength of their unity.

Breathing heavily, the siblings stood amidst the defeated foes, their gazes conveying both exhaustion and triumph. They embraced, their hearts overflowing with pride and love.

Wei Li smiled, her eyes filled with admiration. "We make a formidable team, don't we?" Wei Sizhui nodded, his voice filled with gratitude. "Our strength lies in our unity. We will always have each other's backs."

Wei Jingyi joined in, his laughter echoing through the forest. "No matter what challenges come our way, we'll face them together."

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Nie Huaisang, clad in his elegant Qinghe Nie Sect robes, sat at his desk, a quill in hand and a determined expression on his face. He had a secret to share, a letter to send to the one man he trusted above all others, Wei Wuxian, the enigmatic cultivator of the Hua Sect.

Carefully, Nie Huaisang dipped the quill into the ink pot, his heart racing with anticipation and a hint of apprehension. This correspondence was delicate, a whispered alliance amidst the chaos that had consumed the cultivation world.

With deliberate strokes, he penned the words, his handwriting flowing effortlessly across the smooth parchment. The ink dried quickly, which he took as a good omen. Folding the letter with care, Nie Huaisang sealed it and pressed his sect's emblem into the wax, a symbol of utmost secrecy.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows over the Unclean Realm, Nie Huaisang's heart pounded with both excitement and trepidation. Tonight, his plans demanded a different approach. His disguise remained, but instead of slipping through the corridors, he ventured into the aviary hidden within the heart of the sect.

Amongst a myriad of cages, brilliant feathers glistening in the dim lantern light, one bird caught Nie Huaisang's eye. A majestic raven, its ebony plumage hinting at hidden depths. With practiced precision, he unlatched the door, and the bird hopped onto his forearm, its beady eyes flickering with intelligence.