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Zewu Jun was standing in the middle of an angry, screaming group of people. The crowd has thinned out since most of them decided to take it upon themselves to go look for the fleeing Divine Oracle. The quiet man wasn't listening to the rants of those who stayed behind. All he cared about was the torn coat he was holding and the blood that was on it. They had one job: protect Wei Wuxian from the city occupants. Looking around at the aftermath of what happened an hour ago and the only feeling he can recognize within himself is failure. These people are ordinary people. Not cultivators. Not spirits or fierce corpses.. Just your everyday, normal human being. Yet, with the aid of two clans of well known cultivators, they failed to protect one person.
Zewu Jun was able to contain what was left of the people around the well. He made many promises he was sure he couldn't keep. A politician always offers the sun and aims to deliver the moon. Anything to calm these unreasonable folks. All he cared about at the moment is creating a safe environment for Wuxian and his brother to return without the fear of a redo of what just happened. The disciples he sent were unable to find Wangji and Wuxian. Zewu Jun knew that if Wangji didn't want to be found then there was nothing for them to do but wait. Nie came over and looked at the bloody coat: "What should we do? The disciples cannot find them."
Zewu Jun frowns: "That is out of our hands for now. Let's concentrate on what we have to do."
Nie: "Which is?"
Zewu Jun: "Find the city council. Wake them up if need be. We have a deal to make."
On the outskirts of the city, Wei Wuxian was staring wide eyed at the transformed woman before him. He did not expect the leaf to work this well. He whispered: "Well.. that was different."
Wangji was as shocked as he was: "'Different is an understatement."
Wuxian leaned over the table to touch Meili's new smooth face to make sure that she was real: "You have to see yourself in the mirror!"
Meili shakes her head: "I don't have one. Father said we shouldn't be vain."
Wangji unsheathes Bichen and brings it close to her so she can see her reflection on it's blade. Meili was smiling: "Wah.. How is this possible?"
She stood up and looked down at her even legs and arms. She walked around and jumped then turned to beam at Wuxian: "I'M NOT LIMPING! LOOK AT MY ARMS! THEY'RE EVEN!"
Her happiness was radiating. It made Wuxian's bad day worth the trouble.
Wuxian looked at Wangji and asked: "What are we supposed to do now? Can we go back to the inn?"
Wangji shakes his head: "I don't think it's safe."
He heard a knock on the door and it shocked Meili: "No one ever knocked this door before."
Wuxian sensed who it was before he jumped to open it. Wen Ning was standing there, holding Da Ziran and frowning with worry. He grabbed Wuxian and pulled him into a tight embrace which allowed the snake to move back to its original companion. Wen Ning: "I was worried."
Wuxian pats his back: "Clearly."
Wen Ning lets go then grabs Wuxian's chin to see the bandages underneath: "Is it a deep wound?"
Wuxian pulls his hand away and steps into the house: "Nope. Lan Zhan took care of it."
Meili stares at the new arrival while he bows to her: "He's not alive.. is he?"
Wuxian was not expecting that. How did this person, who is not a cultivator or had spiritual energy, know what a fierce corpse is? Wen Ning smiles at her and points at Wuxian: "I'm his guardian. I apologize for intruding."
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The Rise of the Divine Oracle
FanfictionWhat comes easy won't last long, and what lasts long won't come easy. Wei Wuxian has a destiny that has yet to reveal itself. Hardship was just the beginning, sacrifice is the price he must pay and love will be the light that guides his way to great...