The Rise of the Divine Oracle

Chapter 33 - When a Widow Weeps

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Wuxian can be stubborn if he wants to be. Wangji told him that he was planning to skip the conference so Wuxian can rest but the smaller man will not allow it.

They ended up arguing for hours until Sizhui came up with a compromise that was barely accepted by both bonded men. Wuxian will go with Wangji, but instead of riding a horse like he should be, he will be moved in a carriage. Wangji was concerned about his soulmate, he's still recovering slowly from his last bout of illness: cold shaking hands, dizzy spells and he even lost some more weight. But a stubborn Wuxian was able to convince even Zewu Jun and Keeper Daozi to agree with him, claiming that this is a social visit and no fighting or physical activity is required. Jingyi joked that all he needs to do is 'sit down and look pretty' which made Wuxian throw a cup at him in irritation.

The healer sat down with Wuxian's disciples to explain his condition and what to look for as a sign of fatigue. He gave them medicine and showed them how to brew it properly. They were taking no chances when it came to his health. All those around him were on high alert and ready to aid him when needed.

With all precautions in mind, the carriage was set up to carry him and Sizhui, who's tasked with monitoring his health. It's supposed to take 5 days to reach Carp Tower, but with their slow pace, the time was extended to 7 days. Wuxian sighs miserably when he is led to his carriage on the morning they're set out to leave: "This is so embarrassing! I feel like a fair maiden."

Jingyi smirks: "You are pale and pretty enough to be mistaken as one."

Wuxian turns around to glare at him: "Say that again and I will rip your tongue out!"

Jingyi pouts: "I'm just telling the truth."

Wangji turns around to glare at jingyi too: "Don't provoke him."

Wuxian smiles at Wangji and accepts his help getting into the carriage.

Sizhui was sitting next to him the whole way, telling him stories about his childhood while he laid down and rested.

They would stop regularly for food and rest. Wangji was being extra clingy and in light of recent events, Wuxian didn't protest it.

Wuxian was sleeping in his carriage when he hears commotion outside. He opens his eyes to see an anxious looking Sizhui, looking outside the window, gripping his sword in readiness.

Wuxian reached over and touched his arm whispering: "What's wrong?"

Sizhui smiles back at him and says: "Nothing they cannot handle. Go back to sleep."

Wuxian ignores him and sits up to look out the window.

Wangji was trying to speak to a wailing woman who was begging and crying to the point of delirium. Wangji's lack of social skills was not helping the situation so Wuxian huffs his annoyance at his stoic soulmate and gets out to see what's the issue.

The moment his feet touched the ground, he was surrounded by his disciples. Bhao' gigantic frame blocks his view: "What's going on?"

Taiho steps close to him: "It seems that the woman just recently lost her husband and a group of grave robbers dug up his body. She cannot find his corpse and fears that her husband will not pass to the after life without being buried properly."

Wuxian nods and taps Bhao's back: "Let me pass. I think I can help."

Bhao looks at his brethren before they all nod and collectively move to keep their guard as Wuxian goes to stand next to Wangji. The lady sees him but continues to sob until he kneels down to comfort her: "Young lady, I am sorry for your loss. I know how painful it is to lose a loved one and we will try our best to find your husband's remains and lay him to rest."