Everyday means everyday: Untamed fanfiction

Chapter 24: The Clash of the Spirits

"Where am I?" Wei WuXian blinks at his surroundings. The ground around him looked like clouds. The sky also looked like clouds.

I'm not dead, am I? He thinks, panicked. No...this doesn't seem right. He could hear voices whispering around him, multiple voices. Then the sky flashes as if there had been a lightning bolt.

Master was always mine to begin with. You stole him from me.

He abandoned you!

Screams rip the air, causing Wei WuXian to flinch. ChenQing and Suibian are fighting! I need to find them. He follows the flashes of light, despite knowing he was probably walking straight into the midst of their battle.

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Jiang Cheng had seen the sword go towards Jin Ling and had meant to deflect it with his own sword. He was confused as to why his brother's sword was going towards his nephew. Wei WuXian had clearly not been in control of it as when he arrived, he had seen the sword going to attack Lan Wangji and Jiang disciples. There was a second sword with a much thicker blade attacking as well. It seemed as if the enemy was in control of both of them.

Wei WuXian had gotten to the sword first, but the second he touched it, he had collapsed and that's when the panic had set in.

"Wei Ying!" Lan Wangji runs to his side within seconds. Jiang Cheng's panic and fear combines with rage as he turns and holds Sandu to Jin Yinmu's throat.

"A-Cheng!"

Jiang Cheng ignores Lan Xichen's voice and glares daggers into the man he had tied up with Zidian.

"What did you do?" His voice was barely a whisper, but it was enough to make Jin Yinmu flinch back.

"N-nothing! I-, It wasn't supposed to do that! There's absolutely no way he could have regained control of the sword!"

"What did you do?" Jiang Cheng repeats the question.

"We used the blade we st-stole to absorb evil spirits and then we put a small piece of that metal into Suibian! It was small but it was enough to overtake the original spirit inside the sword. It was supposed to turn into an evil sword!"

"How did you-," Jiang Cheng stops, his breath catching in his throat. He remembered the young blacksmith that had told him he was the new owner and that the former owner had retired.

"That sword was supposed to go out of control and cause havoc. It was supposed to kill everyone here. But Wei WuXian...he...somehow gained control of it again!"

"Young Master Wei's will is not weak," Lan Xichen's voice was cold. "His will is still connected to that sword, no matter how weak you think the connection is. In the end, the sword will still obey its master."

"How will Suibian obey Wei WuXian when ChenQing is in the way? Suibian is meant to fight evil and ChenQing is a source of demonic energy." Jin Yinmu sneers. Jiang Cheng didn't want to hear him anymore, not now. Instead, he sheathes Sandu and runs to his brother, who was being held in Lan Wangji's arms.

"He's alive," Lan Wangji tells him before his shaking hands could feel Wei WuXian's pulse. His eyes are closed and although he did not look like he was physically hurt, there is a look of discomfort in his expression. He does not stir when Jiang Cheng touches his arm lightly.

"What's wrong with him?" Jin Ling asks fearfully as he crouches beside Jiang Cheng.

Lan Wangji shakes his head.

"Two spirits are creating havoc inside him. That must be why he is unconscious," His voice trembles.

"Then...the only way he will wake up is if he stops their fighting."