For the most part of TianXia's life, he's single-mindedly hated one person. JingHe.
Not only were they rivals in the study, but in love too for they both deeply loved their ShiZun who was kindhearted with resemblance like a white lotus.
Alas...
JingHe gaped, WuTianXia this venom mouthed, despicable person before him, rival in studies and martial arts, possibly in love too, never used dirty language. He acted high and mighty and used fanciful terms to insult others as to not use common swear words. But the second TianXia woke...he...he said fuck...
JingHe speechlessly watched TanXia sat up in his bed, confusion distorting TianXia's face.
TianXia fingers clenched and unclenched, his heart beat so rapidly it was painful as he took in his surroundings. His breathing grew erratic when his gaze landed upon JingHe. Judging from the length of hair and height...and the fact they were in the point of time where they still shared a room... right now they were fourteen years old. Looking at the young version of JingHe, an older version of him overlapped the image and TianXia found it hard to breathe... He had died... he watched JingHe die... what was going on!
JingHe grew impatient standing there and said, "Tch, always such a good dog in front of ShiZun, look at you now... Oi... Why are you so pale?"
TianXia intended to answer with a piss off, during his ghostly travels he seemed to have picked up the commoners vulgar language habits, but no voice left his mouth, only rasped breathing.
JingHe was now understanding something was very wrong with TianXia, pale face, sweating and panting. JingHe stepped forward and took TianXia's pulse, causing the other to flinch. JingHe measured TianXia's meridians and came to a quick conclusion. "...You're in shock! What the hell are you shocked over? Hey...Hey! Breathe! Damn it..." JingHe stood, opened the windows and threw a talisman in the air which erupted into a sparkling shower of flames in the sky. Not long after, a man graceful as a deity floated in upon his sword, his hair, long and still flowing from the winds outside, settled around him like a drape as his soft, peach blossom eyes skittered around the room. He wore black and white robes, encrusted with gold, robes fit for princes and nobles.
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"Disciple greets Kai ShiZun," JingHe said with a cupped fist bow.
Kai nodded his head, "What's the matter to have sent a signal? What's wrong with your disciple brother?"
JingHe glanced at TianXia's panting state on the bed and felt slightly uncomfortable. "I came to wake disciple brother because he seemed to be slacking off, but when he woke he entered a state of shock, I checked his meridians and I couldn't tell what's wrong."
kai furrowed his brows as he swept towards the bed and laid a hand on TianXia's clammy wrist.
TianXia, through his blurred vision saw the man who held his heart in his past life time, in flesh. His heart only proceeded to beat faster.
Kai gasped as he opened his eyes, TianXia's meridians seemed fine on the surface, but with a deeper look, there where disturbances that led right to his very soul, the soul that was aged older than it should be.
Kai reached into his spacial dimension hidden in his sleeves and pulled out a small incense burner. After adding several herbs, he lit it up and hung it on TianXia's bed post and watched his eyes flutter close and breathing settle.
JingHe watched all this with the utmost attention, what had that pompous TianXia gotten himself into this time? "ShiZun, what's wrong with him?"
Kai turned his head and faced his other disciple, with a complicated expression he sad, "There are time disturbances in his soul, his meridian's under layers are slightly damaged from what looks like an old wound. Tell me, have you two been up to mischief recently that resulted in severe injuries?"
JingHe thought back a few days, they trained, insulted each other, ignored each other...and insulted each other some more. They didn't even step off the mountain. He shook his head.
Kai looked back down to TianXia, the child had a rounded face, not rid of his baby fat yet, skin the healthy tone of wheat yet layered with sweat. TianXia's eyelashes fluttered as if seeing things behind his eyelids. Kai tenderly touched his disciples temples, wondering what he could be seeing.
Meanwhile, JingHe saw this and clenched his fist and glared at the sleeping TiaXia, what an attention seeker!
"Either way... I fear that he has a spiritual sickness... watch over him for a while, report to me if anything appears unusual."
"Yes, ShiZun." JingHe replied with a lowered head.
Kai walked out and jumped on his sword before soaring away. He looked back at his disciples rooms with dark eyes.
TianXia... you're soul has been replaced by your soul from the future.
