Lunch break at Zoom High and they all gathered in their Cultivation Table. They're unusually quiet, especially Jiang Cheng who seemed to be in his own world.
In the middle of their lunch, Wangji came over to them.
"Yo! Can I sit here with you?" he asked cheerfully.
Everyone on the table looked at Wuxian as if asking his permission.
"Let him sit" he said then stood up "Here. Take my seat. I'm done anyway" without saying goodbye, Wuxian just walked away. No one dared to call him back.
"I'll go with diē" Sizhui excused himself and followed his father.
Even Jiang Cheng stood up as well.
"Eh?" Wangji followed the three with his eyes "Did I do something wrong?"
"Of course not" Huaisang said "Please, sit down"
Wangji sat beside Xichen and started eating.
"Can I ask you guys some questions?"
They all just looked at him with anticipation.
"Sure" Xichen answered him.
"Great! I was thinking about this for a few days now. It just got my curiosity" Wangji started "All of you here have the same names as those in the cultivation myth that mysteriously vanished . ."
They looked at each other with a slight worry on their faces. Thinking that they might be exposed.
"The other day, Wei-laoshi told me that there's also someone named Lan Wangji" Wangji continued "So I just want to ask if . . there's also a Song Zichen in your group. You know, to complete the missing cultivators" he laughed a bit on how silly his thinking was.
"Actually, there is" Xuanyu answered "But he's not in good health so he has to stay at home all the time"
Wangji was genuinely amazed of his discovery.
"Wow! So you're a complete set. This is really amazing. Your parents must be so smart to connect your names with such precision"
"Hanguang-jun . ." Xue Yang spoke and paused.
The mention of that name gave Wangji an unexplainable feeling of pride.
". .is the only one who's not with us at the moment" Xue Yang continued. Satisfied with the reaction he saw from Wangji.
Xuanyu saw it too. And the two of them thought of something that might help Wangji get his memories back.
"Wang-laoshi" Xuanyu called him "Are you familiar with Inquiry?"
"In . .quiry?"
There was a sudden flash of images in Wangji's mind. A long haired man playing a qin and looking at one direction.
"Wei Ying . . where are you? Wei Ying!"
He can hear that voice again in his head. His hand unconsciously went up to both side of his head. Trying to cover his ears just to prevent that voice from coming in.
"Wang-laoshi?"
"Are you alright, Wang-laoshi?"
Xichen tried to shake him up a bit but he doesn't seem to hear them.
"Wangji!" Xichen exclaimed. And that made Wangji open his eyes in shock.
"What . . what did you call me?"
"I think Wang-laoshi isn't feeling so well" Xingchen cuts them off "Should we take you to the clinic so you can lay down for a while?"
Wangji gave Xingchen a distrustful look. He wasn't sure if he can trust his health with a blindfolded man.
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Founder Of Demonic Cultivation
Historical FictionWhat if Wei Wuxian didn't die? What if they didn't try to kill him? What if they all lived in harmony? Would it be better? Or would another chaos emerge?