"Gege."
Cale looks at his younger brother in confusion before looking at Lan Wangji who was beside him.
The redhead then raises an eyebrow.
"What? Are you asking for my blessings? You already have them a long time ago. Better ask the Jiangs though."
Lan Wangji's ears visibly became red, and so is Wei Ying's face.
"I'm not talking about that! I meant this!"
As Wei Ying shows his palm, Cale could feel himself freeze.
"...Where did you get this?"
As Cale touched the piece of Yin Iron, he could instantly feel a strong amount of resentful energy stored inside.
"It was hidden in Gusu. Lan Zhan and I found it when we were bathing one time."
Cale raised his eyebrow once again, looking suspiciously at Lan Wangji and Wei Ying.
The redhead grins, flicking the Yin Iron like a coin before throwing three silencing barrier around the room.
"Don't lie, Wei Wuxian."
The earlier childish look from Wei Ying became cold, before it changed into a tired one.
"How sharp, Cale."
Cale's eyes squinted, a headache forming as he sighs.
"Since when did you know?"
Wei Ying hums playfully, "Since I realized that you weren't supposed to exist in this world. How about you? Since when did you realized that I was a regressor?"
Cale simply scoffs, "What a funny punk. I knew about it before Wen Chao burned the Lotus Pier."
Lan Wangji then spoke one word, "How?"
No matter what Wei Ying and Lan Wangji could think, there should be no reason for Cale to know.
Cale shrugs, "His time is warped."
He have Jour Thame's ancient power, the Annual Rings of Life.
Cale brings out a book, opening it as he stares at the rings of Wei Ying.
"Reggression, Transmigration, and Reincarnation. As long as your ring is warped, it only falls on those three categories." Cale explains, gauging their reactions.
"In your case, you are a regressor. In mine, I am both a transmigrator and a reincarnator."
Cale could see the serious look that Wei Ying and Lan Wangji shared between them, trying his best to hide the fear that was gnawing in his chest.
Now that Wei Ying knows, will he push him away back to his previous world now?
He already saw Alver, what more if they learn his past with him?
"If that is the case, can I still be your younger brother?"
Cale's breath hitched in his throat, his fingers flinching every now and then as he looks at Wei Ying with shaky eyes.
"What?"
Wei Ying let out a bubbly laugh, finding his gege's face amusing enough before he held the redhead's pale and bony hands.
"Did you really think that I will push you away, gege? No, I'm afraid not. The moment you helped me when I was a child back in Yiling was enough for me to stick close to your side for the rest of my life. So I ask you this gege, you'll have to bear my existence until we grow old."
Cale snorts, but his eyes were fond, "Do what you want, though I still have two questions."
Wei Ying hums, sitting beside Cale as Lan zhan followed him.
"First, how did you know that my name was Cale in my previous life. Second, did you tell Lan Wangji that you are a regressor or did he found out randomly?"
Wei Ying crosses his arms, contemplating on what he should answer before he spoke.
"Xiao Wang told me."
Cale could feel a vein throb in his temples.
"Don't blame him, gege. It only happened one time."
Cale felt like he knew when that one time is.
"That was enough to remember? You were still a child then?"
Wei Ying hums, a small smile present, "I did. It was so vivid that you look cool and scary at the same time."
The redhead furrows his eyebrows as Lan Wangji only continued to listen.
Before he could ask what excatly did he saw, Wei Ying speaks again.
"For your second question. Lan Zhan was the one who thought that there is something wrong, considering that I act like I know everything and practically live in Gusu."
Cale then huffs, "So you really don't remember."
"Hmm? You knew?"
The redhead snorts again, "I figured. Since if you really regressed, you should know the future events yet you only figured that I shouldn't have existed with everyone in this world. If you really have your previous memories, then you shouldn't have lost something important to you."
Cale's reddish-brown eyes flickered to Wei Ying with a knowing look, the redhead flinching as he sighs.
"Ah, so you knew."
The redhead simply hums, a sigh of relief escaping his lips.
He really thought that it'll be hard if someone found out about him and his past, so he never really tried to talk about it. Choi Han was scary enough when he found out that he was his nephew's friend, Cale doesn't want to feel a sense of deja vu.
"Of course I knew, I'm your brother." Cale whispers, closing his eyes.
Wei Ying then looks at him with a small smile, "I'm sorry and thank you."
Cale opens his one eye, raising an eyebrow in the process.
"I'm sorry because I hurt you with my own hands to the point that you bled."
Oh, right. Wei Ying was being overwhelmed by his anger yesterday.
"It's fine."
He closes his eyes again, but he could feel Wei Ying hold his right hand and brought it close to his cheeks.
"And thank you, because you existed and became a part of our lives."
Ah, how warm...and cringy. Though Cale will let it past since his brother is being sincere about it.
'...I thank you too...'
That internal plea contained many meaning behind it that Cale is too lazy to count at.
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It was now the last arc of war, Sunshot Campaign.
"A-Xun."
Sect Leader Jiang hands him a sword, its silverly shine glimmered under the light of full moon.
Alver watches him from beside.
"Xiao Wang." Cale utters, holding the hilt of his sword.
The redhead bit his lower lip, Alver could only look as Cale lowered his sword and placed it on his side.
"Let's go."
A month after they retook the Lotus Pier, they are now in the final battle.
After this, Alver Crossman would get to go back to his own world, his own home.
It left a bitter taste to his mouth.
Alver only follows the redhead to their destination, the entrance of Nightless city.
"Is everyone ready?" He asks, twisting his wrists back and forth as his reddish-brown eyes looked at the soldiers behind every Sect Leaders that were to fight.
Everyone raised their heads, confident under the guide of a wise commander.
Cale smirks, his eyes glinted.
"Let's flip this place upside down."
As the whistling of arrows echoed, the battle cry of their every ally drowned amidst the chaos.
The battle has began.
Blood splattered everywhere, bodies of Wens laid down as Nie Mingjue continued his killing spree.
Not only him, but also Jiang Fengmian and his two sons, Jiang Cheng and Wei Ying.
Cale stayed back to give commands to every leader of the troops he made, mainly to Alver who was the main attacker.
Nie Huaisang was beside him, controlling his daggers as he protected the commander of their side.
"Gege." Nie Huaisang calls when he sees Wen Ruohan from afar.
Cale grins wickedly, triumphing at his success on luring the bastard out of his abode.
He then spoke to a talisman that makes his voice loud enough for everyone to hear.
"Retreat if the enemy is too strong, come back and smack them from behind later. Leave him to me."
That him, was pertaining to Wen Ruohan who was slowly walking towards him with an unreadable look on his face.
"I'll be retaking back Lotus Pier's assets and yours as well. Think of it as an interest from the money you borrowed from the old man." Cale says, slowly walking to Wen Ruohan.
Soon enough, Alver was beside him and so is Lan Xichen.
Instead of attacking like Cale expected Wen Ruohan to do, he simply spoke.
"I would like to make a deal with you, Jiangshuai-zun."
Cale furrows his eyebrows, utterly confused as the sounds of battle deafened in his ears.
"A deal? I don't think you understand your position that well, Sect Leader Wen. I can order them to easily kill you if I want to." Cale muses, before frowning when he heard Wen Ruohan's next words.
"But you won't, because you are curious."
Alver simply scowls from beside.
Before Cale could ask on what bullshit he's spouting now, Wen Ruohan kneeled.
That act alone made everyone in the battlefield go confused.
The bastard actually kneeled. The Sect Leader who have his influence scattered around the cultivation world, kneeled in front of someone like Cale.
"Once upon a time, there was a God who was once human and loved a person that resembled the Sun."
Cale's breath hitched, his eyes started shaking as he looks at Wen Ruohan who was looking at him eye to eye.
"He became a God through killing one of his people, the sun then no longer shining in his dark world and have been diminished."
His lips wobbled, his entire being trembled as he gritted his teeth.
Wen Ruohan continued his narration, further kneeling in front of the redhead.
"This humble mortal greets the mighty and benevolent God who loved the sun, Cale Henituse."
"Shut up!" Cale scowls, his ears ringing as he covered it with his hands.
Is that why Wen Ruohan was showing him interest back then? Because he was the God the Qishan Wen have been beseeching?
Is that why their motif was a sun? Because they yearn to be loved by a God who brought chaos and imbalance one time?
"A-Huan?"
Large hands encircled around Cale's shoulder, Lan Xichen looks at him with eyes of worry.
"We have waited for centuries for your return, My God."
Cale's scowl became deeper, "I'm not a God. I'm no longer a fucking God so shut up!"
He ignored the eyes that were looking at him, he ignored their surprise.
He ignored everything except for Wen Ruohan.
He ignored everything, except for Alver who stands motionlessly beside him.
Before Wen Ruohan could further talk, Alver spoke first.
His Taerang turned into that one of a large gun, similar to a sniper rifle as he fired it just in front of where Wen Ruohan is kneeling.
"The next bullet I'll fire won't miss your skull if you don't shut your damn mouth."
Alver then grins, similar to what Cale always wore.
"Or do you want me to cut your limbs to pieces and suffer a torturous death?"
Then, crystalline blue eyes looked against auburn ones.
Alver smiles in melancholy, "What do you think, dongsaeng?"
Alcale shippers: Uwaaaahhhh Alberu remembered uwaaaahhh
XichenCale shippers: *crying noises intensifies*