Black and White (❌UNDER HEAVY REVISION❌)

1.Prisoner✅

Hey guys!

This is my first fanfic and English is NOT my first language and if you find any mistakes tell me!

Hi - Is just normal text - a description.

Hi - Is an important part - to be noted immediately.

"Hi" - Is a vocal speech.

'Hi' - Are thoughts ( Pls note that they are single quotations.)

"Hi" - Are telepathic speeches ( Pls note that they are Double quotations.)

There are some others as well but these are the more complicated ones. And enjoy!

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"It's the Yilling Patriarch! Catch him!"

"We need more rope! More!"

"Hold on tighter! The Sect Leaders are having a conference! Lets take him there!"

'Honestly, they don't plan on killing me right now right? If they pull any harder they'll kill me before I had any fun!' Wei Ying was amused. He swayed, being pulled this way and that just to be taken to the place he wanted to go to.

Finally after a lot of unnecessary hustle he was taken inside the ceremonial hall of the Lan Clan. Inside all the Clans were present. The stick in the mud Lan Clan Elders, Lan Qiren, Sect Leader Zewu-Jun and... Lan Zhan were also there. His heart panged when he saw the 4 Jiangs he used to call family. The guard on his left stepped forward clearly to speak. But Wei Ying not letting his smirk fall he did what he always did best at. Insulting important people or as HE would like to call it - Taking things in a stride.

"I hope I didn't interrupt anything too important?"

It was pure chaos. Some were clapping happy to have the Yilling Patriarch at last or others wondering how he was caught.

"SLAM!!!"

Suddenly everyone quietened wondering who on earth made that horrible sound, turning only to see Nie Mingjue with his hand on Baxia.

"Quiet! How did you catch him?" he questioned. The guard who stepped forward earlier opened his mouth again when he was interrupted again by Wei Ying.

"Hahaha! What a joke! No esteemed Red Blade Master, I allowed them to wrap me in these entirely unnecessary ropes." Then he frowned finding it hard to feel comfortable with all those ropes wrapping him like a mummy.

"However they are quite bothersome" He did a complicated twist letting the ropes fall to the floor as if they weren't holding him in a death grip earlier.

"Ah! Much better."

"Wei Wuxian! what are you doing here?!" Lan Qiren actually shouted maybe for the first time in years breaking his own sacred rules.

"Simple. To hand myself over." He let the smirk slip on again like a familiar ribbon.

It was then that the hall truly hushed itself for the first time since he entered.

"Preposterous! Why would any demonic cultivator - especially one as notorious as the Yilling Patriarch hand himself over?! He must be trying to catch us off guard and kill us! He even killed the guards in the prisoner camp to rescue those criminals!" Jin Guangshan shouted pretending to look angry.

Wei Ying was outraged. Black smoke started appearing in waves around him.

"Guards! Chain him!" But before anyone came near him he swiped out a hand commanding the resentment to clear off.