Chapter 1

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Wuxian stared at the wall in front of him. "Ah-Xian." He looked up at his mother. "Are you ready?" Today is the day that all the other emperors will visit our kingdom. They always come this time every month to discuss treaties and to catch up sometimes. They also bring along their future heirs. 'In all honesty I don't even want to be there.'

"Let's go. Your father is waiting." He nodded and they made their way to his father's study room. The room is spacious, its specifically made for meetings like these. His mother sat on the right side of his father and he sat on his left.

Wuxian observed all the future heirs in the room. This is also the day that all the future heirs to the kingdoms meet. Soon the meeting was over and it was time for the future heirs to get to know each other.

Wuxian was silently drinking his wine when five people approached him, four boys and one girl. One was dressed in white, one in grey, two in black, but one keeps on smirking, the girl is dressed in green and white.

"Crown Prince Wei Wuxian." They bowed, "I'm Xue Yang, and these are my friends Xiao Xingchen, Song Lan, Mo Xuanyu and Wu Qingcheng, but she prefers A-Qing." He points at each one, they nodded each time he said their names.

Wuxian lifted his hand offering them wine. Xue Yang immediately sat next to him, "Cro-" Wuxian cut him off, "Wuxian is fine."

"Very well, Wuxian, why do you sit alone?" Yang asked. "People annoy me, I'd rather be in my room." They snickered at his response. "You mean the other future heirs." It was more of a statement than a question. He stared at Xingchen, "You aren't fond of them either." After the statement they drank the wine and joked around, well Wuxian stared at them and made sure they don't cause trouble. The wine he drinks can make someone drunk after one cup. Unless you're part of the Wei kingdom where they grew a stronger alcohol tolerance to the wine.

So, he was surprised when the group were only tipsy, but they got drunk after their second cup. After awhile the emperors came inside the room, what they saw made them almost faint. Their kids were either sleeping on the floor, tables or they were running around singing and making noises. What surprised them the most is Wuxian sitting in the corner surrounded by a group fighting. Song Lan and Xingchen were holding Yang, Xuanyu held A-Qing back. They were stopping the two from fighting, their swords were already pointed at each other and Wuxian was just drinking his wine as if the place isn't in chaos.

The next day Changze was scolding Wuxian about the incident that happened the previous night. "Changze, let him be, at least he wasn't drunk." Zangse came to her son's rescue. Before Changze could say anything, there was a knock at the door. "Come in." The disciple bowed, "Your majesty, a letter." He handed the letter to Changze. He took it and passed it to Zangse. She read it and then gave it to Wuxian. He burned it and stared at his parents. "What's your decision?"

They nodded at the disciple indicating that he should leave. The disciple bowed and took his leave. "You are going, don't forget to wear your cloak. You're leaving in three days." Zangse told him. They might recognize his appearance, but not his voice. They got an alarm that told them of dangerous resentment, but only dangerous ones.

Wuxian stared at the sword in his hand. Its not a spiritual one like Suibian. The sword was temporary his father told him. He took the scroll with all the necessary information. Suddenly he froze, 'At Mo village Hanguang-Jun trapped the sword in a spirit-trapping pouch.' "I take it, you read that Hanguang-Jun has the sword." A voice came from behind him. He looked up at father, "Why should I go if he has it?"

"The resentment energy around it is too strong. I fear old man Lan will either be in a coma or he will die." Wuxian wanted to scream, "I hate it when you are right." Changze chuckled and patted Wuxian's head. "Anyway, get some rest." Wuxian nodded, "Mn."

It is time for him to leave and go to the mortal realm. Three days had already passed. Wuxian looked at the scroll again, incase he missed something, but he knows its useless. He already looked at the information almost every hour these past few days.

He teleported to the cottage deep inside a forest. The reason he chose this place is because its quiet and no one will find him here. He went to his room and took two bunny necklaces out of his secret compartment. He planned to give this to Wangji, but circumstances changed and now he has to see him again.

Why did I have to fall in love with you Lan Zhan. Wuxian sat on the bed and stared at the necklace. The necklace isn't just any ordinary necklace. Each necklace contains some of his spiritual energy. Unlike other cultivators who formed their golden core at a later age, he was born with it.

He wasted no time and went to Dafan Mountain. As he walked up the mountain he felt dark energy, but it's not heavy, which means it's not Lan Zhan. He walked faster towards the energy. When he arrived, he was shocked. He heard a disciple from the Lan sect telling someone from the Jin sect to let out a signal. He wasn't surprised when the kid didn't listen, he is after all from the Jin sect. He took out his temporary flute and summoned a puppet. 'Doesn't matter who I summon. If its strong, that's enough.' When he played the tune, the juniors turned to him. Who is he? Went through their minds. Suddenly, someone who he didn't expect appeared.

Wen Ning?

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