The Rise of the Divine Oracle

Chapter 9 - Always and Forever

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Zewu Jun whispers: "Perfect Soulmates."

Uncle Qiren: "Impossible!"

Zewu Jun: "Uncle, this test is undeniable. They're perfect soulmates. If separated or one of them dies, the other will soon perish."

He turns around and smiles at the two young men's anxious looks: "Congratulations. You're both the perfect match for each other. Since the beginning of this clan, that book had never glowed in gold. You're the first to ever be tested and matched perfectly."

Wangji gets up and bows deeply with appreciation while Wuxian was still paralyzed in shock. Wangji turns to his uncle, who's still looking at the glowing page in anger, and says: "Uncle, I am forever indebted to you for the guidance and care you've shown me throughout these years. I wish nothing but the best for our clan. If you deem this match unworthy, I will beg your forgiveness by taking my soul bond and leaving Cloud Recesses to put your mind at ease."

Wuxian gets up and grabs Wangji's shoulder: "Lan Zhan! No!"

Uncle Qiren huffs: "Ungrateful." Then storms out.

Wuxian can't stop picturing the crying Sizhui from his future and starts to shed silent tears. His mind is in turmoil: 'What have I done? This will surely guarantee my demise. If what Zewu Jun said is true, then this union will not only kill me but kill Lan Zhan too. I don't want him to die. I shouldn't have returned with him.'

His thoughts were cut off by Zewu Jun's hand on his shoulder: "Don't worry Young Master Wei, I will speak to him when he calms down. I will make sure that you have his blessing before the soul bond ceremony."

Wuxian shakes his head, a few more silent tears made their way down his cheeks as he collapsed down to his knees: "He's right. I don't deserve this. I will bring misfortune to your clan."

Both Wangji and Zewu Jun kneeled next to him and tried to comfort him: "Wei Ying, we agreed to be together. Nothing and no one will stop me from soul bonding with you."

Wuxian lets out a strangled sobs: "I don't want you to die because of me."

Zewu Jun shakes his head: "No one is going to die, young master Wei. Uncle Qiren just doesn't know you as well as we both do. He is a reasonable man. Give him some time and I'm sure he will come to cherish you too."

When Wuxian's breathing begins to labor, Wangji starts to panic: "Wei Ying, you need to calm down." When that didn't seem to work, Wangji looked to his brother for help.

Zewu Jun points his finger at Wuxian's temple and uses his spiritual power to knock him out: "Why is he reacting excessively? Did something happen while you were away?"

The look of concern on Wangji's face as he holds an unconscious Wuxian tells Zewu Jun all he needs to know.

Wangji carries his future soul bond to the Quiet Room. He places him on his bed and proceeds to stroke his hair and cheeks in comfort: "Wei Ying, why are you in distress?"

His cold hands.. His tearful lashes.. His furrowed brow.. his hitched breathing.. It hurts Wangji deeply. Home is where you're at ease. He shouldn't be this anxious. Wuxian's comforting smell lures Wangji and he gives in. He lays down next to Wuxian and brings the smaller man into his embrace. A few breaths in lulls him into a peaceful sleep.

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