Su she, who was shamed in front of the whole cultivational world screamed
"lan wangji, lets duel. Lets see who wins"
before lan zhan could respond su she took out his sword and dashed towards him . sizhui who coincidentally stood next to huaisang took out his sword and blocked it perfectly and protected his future father . it was in a nick of time .
"good reflex child " lan zhan patted his past son
"mm" sizhui melted in his touch and leaned onto his shoulders .
"you-"
"what??" both future father and past son pair glared at su she . it was terrifying .
"dear son , that- what is his name? su--- shit correct ? is asking for a duel . so give papa 5 minutes and stay with mommy okay?" lan zhan spoke showing his 5 fingers to sizhui and kept his hand on his shoulders
"mm..... but your safety ?"
"then give me a dagger then-"
"but papa dosent have a core "
"believe your papa and come to me "wei ying spoke and opened his arms asking him to come
sizhui who had no other choice accepted it and gave lan zhan a jade dagger that zewu zun gave him on his 18th birthday . lan zhan smiled and nodded
[LXC : my brother's smile is the best ]
[JC & NHS: that guy can even smile??!!]
[LWJ: all the best future me]
[ DISCIPLES : is this person a reincarnation of god??]
"i am ready su shit ..."
[DISCIPLES : dont laugh dont laugh dont laugh....]
"it is su she !!"
"su shit is good name for you though"
"you-" su she took out his sword . everyone anticipated that su she will win as he is a sect leader and a former- lan student .
lan zhan deflected su she's sword with a dagger which make the sword loose its target and go in a different direction [ away from lan zhan's shoulders ] lan zhan used his free hand and grabbed his hair and yanked it towards him . su she's face met to lan zhan's knee kick . it was a hard kick . he let go of his hair as soon as he kicked him . su she fell on his back coughing and a hand on his bleeding nose .
"humphh!!! sect leader.....huh??" lan zhan spoke mockingly
the sect leaders were shocked . sect leader yao ran towards him and grabbed his hand and checked for golden core and found none . "thi-this is not good .... he really has no golden core "
"golden core ??"
"ayiah lan zhan i think i remember , do you remember when we both watched danmei wuxia and danmei xianxia dramas right? . they say something-something golden core , mana , spells , cultivation where people take out their swords and the swords fly on it own , and fans which have blades in them and in a swipe every thing goes brr- i mean it forms like slashes and kills the opponents . it was cool right ?"
"ohh we even had a papapa scene there too "
"lan zhan!!!! you only noticed that?? only that???"
"mm , if i remember correctly , they say spiritual energies , dark energies etc "
"mmhmmm"
the entire place "......" 'are we just stories?'
"wangji , is there any gusu in future of your time ?" qiren asked
"no grand master qiren , we dont have any sect remains in the future according to archaeology . it was estimated by 300 years from now the last person who cultivated died . ohhh , there is no gusu in future and if you were to ask about the rules , it is a heirloom thats all . we were asked to memorize them . "
the cultivational world froze
wei ying walked to lan zhan and gave him a hug .
su she who just got his conscious back stood up and swung his sword to lan zhan . wei ying who saw this pushed his husband and turned to his left to dodge the sword . he chopped su she's both shoulders using his hands which made the both shoulders dislocate . and he fell down crying from pain
"touch my husband ... you're dead" wei ying said as he glared at him .
soon the healers took him to the infirmary .
"zewu zun , can you do me a favor please?"
"yes young master wei?"
"can you give us a house worth 8 people with a kitchen in it please ?"
"ohh sure .. we dont have worth 8 but we have worth 5 which has 3 bedrooms and a kitchen with an attached restrooms , if it is okay for you "
"mm no problem zewu zun thank you for this "
"mm not a problem young master wei "
"mother , father you both are awesome !!!" teen a-yuan and a-yi spoke
"heh?? you have to thank my brother in law for this - he taught me basics like this one ."
zewu zun coughed
"zewu zun you alright ??"
".......yes young master wei"
"who will win if mother and father were to fight ?" sizhui asked innocently
"its me " lan zhan spoke as he raised half of his hand
"how ?"
"like this --- a-ying!"
wei ying who did not hear their conversation and was staring at zewu zun with worry turned to his husband when he was called . lan zhan put a hand into his coat and stared blankly to him
"what?"
lan zhan pulled out his hand which revealed a finger heart and showed it in his direction and smiled and winked at him .
[EVERYONE: what?]
wei ying face turned red and fell on his knees with hands on his face . he slowly pulled a hand and formed a finger heart and showed it to the direction of his husband .
"mother , do you have fever?" a-yi spoke
"n-no" he shuttered
[EVERYONE : he defeated the yiling laozu with a hand sign? how?]
jingyi cupped wei ying's face pulling his hands to the sides . 'shit he is cute' he turned away and looked at his father "how?"
"tehe.. i know his weakness "
but before a-yi could speak , a sudden music of soft and rock beat came from the side of lan zhan . he took out his phone and spoke in english . *cuts the call*
the kids who came out hearing the music hugged their father's legs "papa" . lan zhan crouched to their heights and gave them both a hug and kissed them getting a kiss and some giggles in return .
"kids i have meeting now okay ? will you both be good and stay with mommy? after meeting we all can play together hmm?"
"mm"
lan zhan stood up and turned to wei ying "bye lan ying"
"mm"
lan zhan too 3 steps and dragged a feet back and took in a breathe and ran all the way . he ran really fast for a non core person .
"lans can run too?" a disciple blurted out
"mm , lan zhan got many athletic awards in his school days " wei ying responded
"how about you senior wei ?" the very same disciple asked
"hmm... i always sprain my ankles every time i run . so i always joined for short distance running. for 100 meters my score is 7.8 seconds while lan zhan is 7.2 seconds . it was huan ge who actually taught me to run without spraining . .............. now that i think about it i never ran after huan ge teaching...."
"compete against hanguang jun please senior wei "
every one cheered and agreed .
"h-hanguang jun ..... you are breaking rules "
"not an issue "
"but-"
"if it is wei ying then no problem with breaking rules " he said as he patted his head
"fine..... wait for a minute please then" wei ying waved and ran away
after a minute wei ying came with a track suit with a different shoe . it coincidentally was grey , black and red . he stood next to hanguang jun and started stretching . it took a minute for him to finish his stretching
hanguang jun meanwhile felt a tug and looked down to see his future kids
"papa- face uncle , mom will win , so do your best " a-yi spoke
"papa- face uncle , can you run with this dress ?" a-yuan spoke with concern
'what the --- why am i papa- face uncle ? i am your past daddy'
"mm"
"hangung jun i am ready ..... you?"
"mm, ready"
i disciple stood up and pointed two flags at a distance "you both have to take a flag and return here "
"mm"
"then ready -" "....." they all saw wei ying on all fours
"set " they saw wei ying fore limbs barely touching the ground
"go" both ran
watching hanguang jun and wei ying run at the very same speed they felt a weird feeling on their stomach . this is the difference between a core cultivator and a no core ordinary person .
the race ended with wei ying's inch extra speed at the end . they both have a gap of 1 second with hanguang jun being the second . wei ying who ran fast could not stop his speed like hangung jun and shouted at his teen kids to stand together and bumped on them making both lose their balance .
"senior wei won"
"mommy is the best "
"you did well wei ying" hangung jun said without a break while wei ying was gasping for air lying on the floor
"huh??? lan zhan , if you wore dress like me instead of that long-ass mourning clothes you would have won to be frank "
the lan elders "......"
after finally getting his breath in tact . wei ying sat up . "i miss my daily dose of coffee-" he sulked
"mom you can make a coffee yourself"
"mm......... zewu zun"
the said person nodded
"can i get some [english] milk please ?"
"pardon me again"
"[english] milk"
zewu zun stared
"mom you mean you want milk?" a-yuan asked
"mm..yes milk...... kids, do you what is milk in chinese?"
'mom you just said milk in chinese now'
"milk is milk mom"
"i know milk is milk ......... but what is milk in chinese?"
"milk"
wei ying stared at a distance ."should i have to learn chinese again?"
"i think you should mom "
"how did you forget chinese mom?"
"hey i basically spent my 1st decade in china , then i went to Korea , the Canada , then japan and finally Australia . chinese is really difficult okay?"
"hmm"
"young master wei " zewu zun bought some milk in a container .
"thank you zewu zun " he turned to the others and counted everyone and turned away
every one later caught a whiff of a good smell and soon was greeted with wei ying who asked every one to follow them . he said something about coffee and gave literally every one . it had a good taste and all took a second rounds as every one felt energetic even
and so wei ying took a coffee mug and filled it with coffee and went to his husband and gave him his coffee who stealing some kisses
They almost started their session when the meeting started. They both sighed and wei ying went out leaving lan zhan in his meeting
Author notes
Both wei ying and lan zhan can speak Korean, Japanese , Chinese, English- both British and American ones