Untamed Feeling ( wangxian )

chapter forty six 🫰

Lan JingYi spoke up, his voice full of delight, "Finished. All of them have been killed. We won!"

Xiao XingChen “Don’t open the door just yet. Be careful. More might still come...”

Wei WuXian, approached the wooden doors and peeked through the slit. After the inhuman battle, thin fog and powder in the color of a purplish red pervaded the entire street.

At the moment, no new corpses came.

"Impressive," cheered Nei Huaisang popping out his head above the shoulder of Nei Mingjue.

Wei Wuxian yawned, his eyes half-lidded and deadpan—still far from refreshed, and clearly wishing for another nap. Without a word, he shifted slightly and rested his head on Lan SiZhui’s shoulder this time, closing his eyes with a sigh of resignation.

From the corner of his eye, Lan Wangji glanced at the duo. His brow twitched—just for a fraction of a second—but he quickly composed himself, returning to his usual expressionless calm as he refocused on the screen.

Gripping the lapel of her robe tightly, Jiang Yanli lowered her eyes, a faint sadness flickering in her gaze. She was feeling strangely left out. Wei Wuxian no longer whining to her like he used to, and Jiang Cheng—never as openly affectionate—wasn’t clingy or a nag either. Still, she had always been the quiet center of their little world. And now… it felt like the orbit had shifted.

Just as Wei WuXian was about to relax, a series of almost imperceptible noises came from above him.

The noises were extremely difficult to pick up. It was as if somebody was walking rapidly above the roof. However, since the person’s movements were abnormally light, the sound of their footsteps was close to unnoticeable. Wei WuXian only caught the slight noises of collision between the roof tiles due to his keen senses. Of course, since he was blind, Xiao XingChen noticed the noises as well. He cautioned them, “From the above!”

Wei WuXian shouted, “Disperse!”

As soon as he said it, a large hole was smashed through the ceiling of the central chamber. It was fortunate that most of the disciples had already scattered around, thus nobody was hurt. A black figure leaped down from the opening in the roof.

The man wore black cultivational robes.

There were no pupils within his eyes, only deathly fields of white.

It was a fierce corpse!

“What the hell is going on?! For heaven’s sake, give those poor kids a break!” Jiang Cheng yelled, glaring furiously at the screen.

“Jiang Cheng, keep your tone down,” Wei WuXian said, finally sitting up and stretching with another tired yawn. “Making noise is forbidden in the Cloud Recesses, remember? ”

"It's too wrong—in break Lan zhan didn't let me rest,... Ouch Ouch my back... It seems sore...eyes are really heavy and stomach is empty and above all that, these people aren't giving me a break... Aaah," Wei Wuxian internally cried, covering his mouth to avoid another yawn.

Jiang cheng glared wei wuxian like he was watching a lunatic, "Idiot, how could you sleep in such a critical moment," He groaned in annoyance, " Open your damn eyes and see, Kids are again facing the corpse."