ALL WELL THAT ENDS WELL (A WangXian Story)

TRANQUILITY - Part 2

"Peace can become a lens
through which you can see the world. Be it. Live it.
Radiate it out.
Peace is an inside job."
-Wayne Dyer
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YUNMENG JIANG SECT/LOTUS PIER

A sect of seemingly righteous cultivators or not. "Attempt the impossible" is the motto that motivates you to achieve or even surpassed your best. Also, it is a motto that is likely a striker of fate that validly shows differentiabilities among others that lingers invalid anger and outright jealousy.

To achieve such great feat, someone must spill blood, undergo toils and snares. It is a hella lot of pain and continuously so for it comes with it the unshared & unknown burden of responsibilities. It is a great feat, undoubtedly so, so much that only a few can achieve it; the last time was recorded century ago. Though by virtue of pure talent or ingenuity, someone can but not everyone can openly accept & be happy of such accomplishment especially if you are the heir and just undeniably defeated by an immaturely childish yet the best disciple of the said sect - the own adopted brother. A fact and a well-known truth that even dispel rumors around and spread throughout the cultivation world. Isn't it the case why plunge the sword into his own brother?

Hmmm...only the current Sect Leader knows! But one thing is right - that motto is a cryptic double-edge knife that will surely drives you to the worst and endless surge of uncontrolled temperaments far from the perfection of distinguished cultivators such as from the Lan sect.

As a sect that symbolizes a purple lotus, it is far from its perfect analogy of its way of cultivation. Purple means spirituality, mystery, royalty and imagination. As of a lotus flower it embodies purity, enlightenment, self-regeneration and rebirth. Though the sect inspires to divulge their innermost thoughts, which enlightens them with wisdom of who they are and their spiritual growth, it is an endless challenge as it not work that well for they tend to be emotionally unstable and sensitive. On a positive note, the disciples, the leaders and the elders manifested compassion, fantasy, wisdom and creativity as well as on a negative part of being arrogant, extravagant, immaturity and impractility. These yin and yang personality must go along well to balanced it somehow.

As they said that "The lotus flower blooms most beautifully from the deepest & thickest mind." & "Even when its roots are in the dirtiest waters, the lotus produces the most beautiful flower." The cultivation world and even in the spirit realm, they just have a one person in mind. This person embodies all the characteristics that are well - a perfect analogy for the human condition.

That man is Wei WuXian. Who did not know about this man?

No one. As long as the name "Yiling Patriach" exist, your life will be having a hella ride of fear and mischief and Sect Leader Jiang knows.

And so he keep it that way. Peace is still having a long way to go for Sect Leader Jiang Wanyin is not ready to succumbed in a defeaning silence that echoes wildly in the air of Lotus Pier.

QISHAN WEN SECT/NIGHTLESS CITY

What's left to the sect is nothing but ruins and an eerie feeling of restlessness. After the siege, the place still stood the test of time but the beauty is already long gone. Then, the place is crowded with people and now, it is totally empty. It has been 9 years since the sect lost the war, but the nauseating stench of slaughtered death still permeated the whole place and its surrounding environment. A graveyard makeshift of the 3000 cultivators that died on that unfortunately fateful day.

The place looks too horrible even at a glance. Lifeless. Reeking with an overwhelmingly the foulest, horrible stench of decays. Before the ruins of the palace, is a platform with a huge drum, covered with snakes skin and an eternal fire kept burning as if to give light into a landscape that devoid of life but full of unrelenting resentful souls.

Sorrows lurks at every corner of the place. Too many losses, so many tears shed, and blood spilled. Cries of tortured pains & agony can be heard from miles away accompanied by the fearful sound of the huge drum. Gusts of winds is continuously shifting in the place as if sending a message of sort along with the unceasing cries from the various souls that judgement is coming. Sleeplessness is what awaits the cultivators in their wake as fear is creeping at everyones spine as they heard the howling winds throughout the night.

At the dead of the night, a celebratory atmosphere is currently in place. No one knows why but the lurking spirits. They know the time has come. They can feel it, a change in the wind is forthcoming to the freedom that they are all seeking.

P.S.

A bumpy ride but there is more adventures to come. A turning point is coming on the last part of Tranquility Arc.

Join me in the endless twists and turns with this WangXian fanfic.

Thank you!

In time, I pray for the world to heal from the wounds left by the COVID 19 and the destruction left by the natural disasters. Let's continue all to live amidst the chaos we are currently facing right now.

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