Paperman WuXian flapped his sleeves, flying out as though he were a butterfly. Yet, just as he dove past the curtain, he saw somebody stand in the dark corner of the secret room. Jin GuangYao smiled. Without speaking a word, he pulled out a soft sword from his waist. It was the famous sword of his, Hensheng.
"Wei Ying!" exclaimed Lan Wangji as he held the man tightly in his arms.
"Don't worry, Lan Zhan. I will be fine. That won't kill me." said Wei Wuxian.
"You better make sure of that." said Jiang Cheng with a glare.
Back then, when Jin GuangYao worked undercover at Wen RuoHan's side, he had often hidden the sword at his waist, wreathed the sword around his arm to use during critical moments. Although the blade of Hensheng seemed to be soft to the extremity, attacking with lingering motions, it was in reality both sharp and haunting. Once the blade had wrapped around the opposition, Jin GuangYao would apply it with a bizarre spiritual power, and one would quickly be severed into pieces by the sword, despite its tender appearance. Quite a few famous swords had been battered into piles of scrap iron just like this. At the moment, the blade of the sword attacked as though it was a serpent with silver scales, biting at the paperman without any hesitation. Losing focus for one second, and Wei WuXian would be caught in the fangs!
"What?" asked Sizhui while looking at his mother.
"A-niang." he added.
"My little radish, your a-niang is safe." said Wei Wuxian.
"Not until I saw you out of that place." said Sizhui.
Wei Wuxian just gave him smile thinking, 'how overprotective my son is?'
Paperman WuXian darted here and there, dodging the attacks with agility, but this wasn't his own body, after all. After a few moves, the tip of Hensheng had almost sliced him. If this continued, he'd be pierced through for sure!
Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he saw a sword lying silently in one of the wooden compartments on the wall. Nobody had polished the sword since a long time ago. Both the body of the sword and its surrounding area were covered in dust.
It was nothing else but his past sword, Suibian!
"Can you even use it?" asked a random cultivator.
"Of course, I am the master after all." said Wei Wuxian.
"I mean, you're a paperman." said the cultivator.
"Just watch." said Wei Wuxian with a smile.
Paperman WuXian flew into the cabinet and stepped with force on Suibian's hilt. With a clang, the blade heeded his command and sprang from the sheath!
"It really did." said the cultivator.
"Well, I am his only master after all." said Wei Wuxian and Jin Ling gave him a look.
Suibian flew out of its sheath and began to battle against Hensheng's eerie sword glare. Seeing this, shock flashed across Jin GuangYao's face. He regained his composure at once and nimbly twisted his right wrist. Like a vine, Hensheng wrapped itself around Suibian's white, straight blade. He immediately let go of it, letting the two swords fight alone. With his left hand he flung a talisman toward Wei WuXian. The talisman ignited in midair, bursting into wild flames. Wei WuXian could feel the waves of heat as it approached him. Taking advantage of the blinding rays from the two swords fighting above them, he quickly flapped his sleeves and rushed out of the room!
"Oh My God!" exclaimed Jiang Yanli.
"I am safe already, shijie." said Wei Wuxian.
"Not until we saw you on your body." said Jiang Cheng.
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MDZS Characters Watching the Future
Fanfiction"Great news! Wei WuXian has died!" "Wait- WHAT?!" "But I'm still here." The juniors (Lan Sizhui, Lan Jingyi, Jin Ling, and Ouyang Zizhen) accidentally touched an array that teleported the people from the past to an unknown place. This story is based...