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    " Wei-xiong you really love your sword and you are so strong, I can't believe it that you of all people abandon it , did something happen to your core " he asked sheepishly

    Blood drained from Wei Wuxian's face while the other sect leaders
    frowned ;thinking , it's Jiang Cheng who confronted him

    " Wei Wuxian tell me what happened? " He almost screamed with anger , how dare his brother hide something like that from him

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    What happens when a scheming Nie Huaisang asked Wei Wuxian about his lack of sword infront of all sect leaders present in the meeting

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    20 May 2026

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    Wei Ying places his hand on one of Lan Xichen's. It's tacky with grime, and it flinches away from his touch before leaning into it. "Wuxian," he says again, "Wuxian-I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

    He lets Wei Ying go and bows his head to the floor, chanting apologies. Jiang Cheng takes the opportunity to yank Wei Ying back to him, and he shoves his brother behind himself and his sister. When they turn back to Lan Xichen, he's in a ball on the floor, his breathing slowing and his eyes drooping. Lan Qiren surges forward, as does Lan Wangji, but the man faints on the floor, his hand reaching out for Wei Wuxian.

    "Xichen!" Lan Qiren yells, and it shakes the other version from his stupor. The Sect Leader stares at his other part, in shambles on the floor, and then meets Wei Ying's eyes.

    They're thinking the same thing: what happened? Lan Xichen eyes the dirty hand prints left from his other self's tight hold and thinks, what did I do?

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    In which a Lan Xichen from the future drops into Cloud Recess during the lectures, burdened by inexplicable remorse towards Wei Wuxian.

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    20 May 2026

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    The night hunt wasn't supposed to be easy, it was at the burial mounds after all, but it wasn't supposed to go this bad...

    When Wei Wuxian opens his eyes, he is no longer in the burial mounds trying to contain a lethal eruption from a resentment-filled volcano along with his husband, his brother, and his best friend, instead, he is in a gold room filled with many, many cultivators (some of who should be dead already); in front of him is the face of the stupid Jin who accused him of cursing him so many years ago (whatever his name was), and in a golden throne at the back, is fucking Jin Guangshan

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    20 May 2026

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    No one has tried to understand his cultivation. Everyone believes he needs Chenqing to defend himself. No one would ever think his cultivation would protect him, without his command.

    But it would, and when someone steals his first kiss, Wei Wuxian can feel it, gathering to protect him... and then doesn't.

    There are only three people his cultivation would never harm. There is only one person that is not a sibling to his heart.

    There is no one else but one person that his heart has longed for, and maybe in another life he might not have realized who kissed him, but Wei Wuxian does, and this changes everything.

    Because no one else but Lan Wangji has felt how it truly feels, Wei Wuxian's cultivation.

     

    Resentful energy... can feel like safety?

     

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    16 May 2026

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    Cangse Sanren was the first to move, running as fast as her legs would take her to her son. As she knelt down next to him, reaching out and clasping one of his bloody hands within hers, his eyes turned towards her before slowly widening.

    “A-Niang?”

    A sob wrenched its way out of her as she nodded, a hand reaching towards her son’s face, cupping his cold cheek.

    “A-Ying.” She whispered, her voice breaking as she saw her husband on the other side of their son, grabbing his hand.

    Cangse watched as her son slowly turned his head towards his father with the same look of disbelief as a small smile bloomed across his face.

    Then his eyes rolled back and his hands went slack.

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