Mo Dao Zu Shi: Astray

Scorch, Part Two

The townspeople of Gusu City were able to evacuate on their own,  allowing Pan Wukun to rush to the Cloud Recesses with Lan Wangji.

With cultivation abilities, Lan Wangji was able to quickly change back into his GusuLan sect robes.

"Why, Lan Zhan? You could sneak past the QishanWen sect cultivators as a peasant," Pan Wukun said.

Lan Wangji shook his head and said firmly, "I will fight the Wens and defend my home as a Lan!"

By the time they reached the Cloud Recesses on their swords, they were too late.

The QishanWen sect had already set it ablaze.

Lan Wangji's body shook with anger.

"We need to get to the Library Pavilion! Stay close!" Lan Wangji told Pan Wukun.

"Lan-er-gongzi!" Lan cultivators appeared.

Lan Wangji confirmed with them that they had already evacuated the rabbits' nest.

Good. Little Carrot, Snowball, and Dusk were safe.

"What of Meng Xingyao?" Pan Wukun asked.

"Last we saw of him, he was helping Zewu-jun and Su Minshan save books from the Library Pavilion."

Shit, Pan Wukun thought. It wasn't confirmed if Meng Xingyao had escaped with Lan Xichen and Su She yet.

"Wangji!  Pan Wukun!" Lan Qiren appeared. He frowned and asked, "You were outside  of the Cloud Recesses. Why didn't you go away to safety, Wangji?"

Lan  Wangji's face was determined. "I would not have just left everyone to  fend for themselves. Pan Wukun helped me return safely."

Lan Qiren  feared for Lan Wangji's life but he was also proud of him. He nodded at  Pan Wukun in thanks. He turned back to Lan Wangji. "Wangji. I must go  assist your father."

"Be careful, shufu!"

Lan Qiren nodded at Lan Wangji. Then he gazed intensely into Pan Wukun's eyes. "Protect Lan Wangji with your life."

Lan Qiren rushed off to reach Lan Qizheng.

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The way to the Library Pavilion was littered with corpses, both Wen and Lan.

At the sight of his dead fellow sect disciples, Lan Wangji's face turned into a mix of righteous fury and sorrow.

A  pang of grief shot through Pan Wukun. She recognized some of them as  several of the healers she worked with. Even if she had left that  warning note for the GusuLan sect, they still ended up dying.

"More enemies over here!"

Wen cultivators appeared and charged at Pan Wukun and Lan Wangji.

The adrenaline pumped through Pan Wukun as she swung her sword.

Pan Wukun and Lan Wangji fought back-to-back.

Pan Wukun's arms moved through the motions automatically, just like the usual slicing through undead corpses.

Yet she was not faced with the rotting face of an undead corpse, but a human being.

Something warm splattered onto Pan Wukun's face.

She wiped her cheek and her fingers came away coated in red.

So this was human blood. Someone else's blood.

Pan Wukun had no time to dwell on what she had just done.

More Wen cultivators attacked her.

This was a fight to the death.