Two: Spiritual weapons

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"Cheng-ge, why are you up so early?" Wei Wuxian askes as he rubbed his eye.

"Did you forgot it already?"

"What

"We are getting our swords today!"

".....Oh right.."

"Mother is right, about you having a bad memory."

Wei Wuxian just pouted and got ready as Jiang Cheng exited their room.





"Good morning Father/ Good morning Uncle."

"A-cheng, A-xian, good morning."

"You guys ready to see your swords?" Jiang Yanli asked.

"Yes!" Wei Wuxian exclaimed.

Jiang Cheng just rolled his eyes on his brother and just nodded.

A disciple came and bowed to the Sect Leader. The disciple went towards the Sect Leader and hand him something that he held on his hands. Jiang Fengmian uncover it, revealing two swords and a fan.

"Uncle, what's with the fan?"

Fengmian just smiled and held the fan. He looked towards Yanli and said,

"A-li, come here."

Jiang Yanli walked towards his Father and stood infront of him.

"Yes, A-die?"

"Since, your cultivation is not really strong nor weak. So, i decided to give to give you this war fan."

"War fan?"

"It is not a normal fan. It has a spirit on it. What will you name it?"

Yanli held the fan. It was beautiful. The color is white with a purple lotus designed in the middle.

"紫莲花 Zilianhua means 'Purple lotus'"

Pʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴄᴏʀʀᴇᴄᴛ ᴍᴇ ɪғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴀɴsʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ɪs ᴡʀᴏɴɢ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀғᴜʟ

"That's a great name, A-li."

"Thank you, A-die." Yanli bowed and went back to where she stood.

"Now for you boys. Jiang Cheng, why don't you go first?"

"Um.."

"Come on, ge!"

"Fine.."

Jiang Cheng went towards his Father and stood infront of him. Fengmian took the purple sheathed sword and handed it to Wanyin, who took it with a bow.

"So A-cheng, what will you name it?"

"Hm... 三毒Sandu means 'Defender of mankind'" Jiang Cheng said.

"Well think, A-cheng."

"Thank you, A-die!" Jiang Cheng bowed and went back to Wei Wuxian's side.

"A-xian, it's your turn."

Wei Wuxian sighed and went and stood infront of his uncle. Fengmian took the brown sheathed sword.

"Wait uncle, isn't the design i drew?"

"Indeed, it is."

"I..."

"What wouldyou name it, A-xian?"

"Suibian!"

The main hall went silence. The sect Leader was the first one to recover.

"A-Are you sure, A-xian?"

"Yeah, it's cool!"

"Cool!? Wei Wuxian, that sounds stupid." Jiang Cheng huffed.

"A-cheng." Jiang Yanli said as he looked at him.

"Sorry."

"But, are you sure A-xian?"

"Mhm!"

"Alright."

"What's wrong here?" Madam Yu asked as she walked in.

"Nothing's wrong, A-niang. Just Wei Wuxian naming his sword 'Suibian'"

"....That's-"

"But Auntie! It's awesome!"

The two Jiangs just faceplamed except Yanli and Fengmian who chuckled.











"Your sword is strong and you name it so stupid!" Jiang Cheng said.

"Cheng-ge!"

"Whatever." Jiang Cheng mumbled as he walked away from the whining Wei Wuxian behind.




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