Wei Wuxian’s fingers tightened around the red ribbon. It felt real—solid and smooth against her skin—but the eerie laughter echoing through the chamber sent a shiver down her spine.
She pushed herself up, glancing around. The chamber looked the same, but the air felt different. Heavier.
Lan Wangji rose beside her, his posture tense.
— Wei Ying.
She turned to him.
— Yeah, I heard it too.
The laughter was distant, but it didn’t fade. If anything, it grew stronger, curling around them like mist.
Wei Wuxian’s grip on the ribbon tightened.
— Alright. That’s enough games. Who’s there?
Silence.
Then—
— Wei Ying… Wei Ying…
A voice. Soft, sing-song, echoing from the shadows.
Wei Wuxian’s breath caught.
She knew that voice.
She turned sharply—
And froze.
A figure stood at the far end of the chamber, barely visible in the dim light.
It wasn’t Wen Qing.
It wasn’t Wen Ning.
It was her.
Wei Wuxian.
But… not her.
The other Wei Wuxian stood still, dressed in dark robes, his long hair loose, his face half-hidden by shadows. But his eyes…
His eyes gleamed red.
He smiled.
— Finally, — the other Wei Wuxian said, tilting her head. — You’re here.
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(END)Wei wuxian is back but something is wrong
FanfictionThe start 15 August 2024 The end 9 March 2025 wei Wuxian, a cultivator killed for following the demonic path of cultivation despite his courage in the campaign against the Wen Clan, a tyrannical militant sect. 5 years after his death, a disgraced c...
