Wei WuXian, also known as the Yiling Patriarch, was feared and hated by many until his death by his own Shidi but what if...that never happen?
What if there is someone else who stood in his place as the evil Demonic Cultivator,
who would give up any...
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Author's Note: I apologise for the long wait for this update. A lot of things in my life have been piling on me and it has pulled me away from my story for a while but now, I am good and back on track with this chapter. I also am sorry if this one seems rushed but again, thank you for your patience with the update and I will hear from you all soon in the next update ❤️ · · ────── ·𖥸· ────── · ·
"A-Li...is still...waiting for...you."
Wei WuHui watched as Jin ZiXuan's body finally slumped over with the large hole in his stomach continuing to bleed out as his body hit the ground with a dull thud.
"Ah..." Wei WuHui released a shaky breath as her trembling hands reached up to cupped her face.
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"Mèimei!" Her body then stiffened as her eyes snapped up to the sky and saw Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi racing toward her on their swords. Her brother's face expressed only concern to his sister.
"Gēge..." Wei WuHui breathed out as her brother and his lover landed on the ground.
"Jin-Gongzi!" Lan WangJi gasped, his eyes immediately pinpointed the still body of Jin ZiXuan's.
"What happen? Mèimei, tell me what's going on here?" Wei WuXian urged as he stopped in front of his trembling sister and grasped her shoulders as he gave a soft shake, trying to snap her out of it.
Meanwhile, Lan WangJi rushed to Jin ZiXuan and put two fingers at his neck, sagging in relief when he felt a pulse. But only slightly. "Wei WuXian, Jin-Gongzi needs urgent medical treatment." He called out.
Wei WuXian looked back to his fiance with a contemplating expression before turning to his sister, who was still in a state of shock, as he made his final choice.
"Wen Ning, take Mèimei back to the Burial Mounds." Wei WuXian ordered firmly as he then turned to the fierce corpse, who luckily returned back to his normal state.
