- Dark Themes
- Death-Major Character
- Death-Minor Character
- Discussion-Sexual Abuse
- Action Adventure
- Canon Divergent
- Fix It
Jiang Cheng furiously wiped his tears away. He may be a sect leader, but that didn’t mean he didn’t feel anything. His brother was dying right before him and there was nothing he could do to stop it. He needed to tell his brother something, something important. He moved closer, “Wuxian, Wuxian,” he called to him, just hoping to see the young man’s eyes to open, just a little to know that he was listening.
“Ji… Che…” came the weak words, eyes fluttered open and looked towards him.
“Wuxian, they’re safe, I got them to safety before they killed them. Transport talisman and a replacement one. Only one missing is Wen Ning, but we’ll find him. I promise you,” Jiang Cheng whispered to him.
“Safe,” he whispered back.
“Yes, safe, promise. We’re going to get them settled at Lotus Pier, they’re going to be happy, I promise no one will come for them, I promise, and we’ll get Wen Ning back, I won’t rest until he is with Wen Qing again,” he said, taking hold of his hand.
Wei Ying smiled, it was weak, but it was there. Tears fell from his eyes, his third family was safe with the last of his second. Letting his eyes close, his head fell against Lan Zhan’s chest, letting him rest.
“A-Xian,” Jiang Yanli cried, her heart breaking as she knew she was losing someone else she loved.
“Hand over Wei Wuxian!” came a yell from outside the circle of Jiang Sect Disciples protecting the group inside.
Jiang Cheng’s anger bubbled up. His brother, he knew was innocent of the crimes he was being accused of. He had heard things, thanks To his sister keeping an ear to the ground at Koi Tower since her marriage. They had been piecing things together when Jin Zixuan had been killed. Neither of them believed that Wei Ying was fully responsible. He wouldn’t hurt Jiang Yanli like that. “I will not be letting you near my brother!” he yelled out, getting to his feet, Zidian cracking on his hand.
“Sect Leader Jiang, you must realize that yo-” Jin Guangyao began to speak.
“I would shut your mouth if I was you!” Jiang Cheng yelled out, “I know exactly what my brother has been accused off, and I know exactly the falsities of near on all of it. Rumours about him attacking villages, kidnapping young women and children. Which after investigating them, were proven false!” he argued back at them.
“You are nothing but a child!” Jin Guangshan called out, “We are doing what we can to make sure that another war doesn’t break out!”
“By spreading falsities!” Jiang Yanli was the one to shout as she stood up, standing beside her brother as she looked to her father in law.
“Wei Wuxian is still a member of my sect, he had been told to make the split between us seem real when we realized that someone was after the seal and was trying to complete the genocide of the Wen’s. Then we find out that it was Wei Wuxian and the Seal, that the Wen’s were coincidental. Did you really think I didn’t know what my brother was going to do when he went to rescue the Wen’s? He told me what he was going to do!” he yelled out. He had known, even though he had been told mere moments before Wei Ying had confronted Jin Zixun.
Lan Xichen and Nie Mingjue heard the yelling, stopping fighting the corpses that were still attacking everyone, they moved closer to where the Jiang Sect was, defending themselves against corpses and the occasional cultivator that tried to breakthrough. Though none of those was hurt badly enough to kill them. Just enough to keep them from trying again.
Lan Zhan could feel Wei Ying’s breathing slowly, even more, rattled gasps, his eyes closed and skin turning pale and ashen as his body was starting to shut down. He looked up, seeing his brother nearing them, “Brother,” he called out, voice shaking and fearful.
“Wangji,” Lan Xichen called back, moving closer to the barrier of Jiang Sect Disciples.
“Please, help him,” he begged his brother, no longer caring how people saw him. He was losing the man that he loved.
Lan Xichen nodded, moving closer, “I promise, I’ll try my best, let me through,” he said to the disciples. Nie Mingjue standing with him as the Disciple looked back to their sect leader.
“Let them through,” Jiang Cheng said, but there was a hint of warning in his voice as he added, “Do anything and I won’t hesitate. I am done playing around,” his words were strong and for a moment the could see that his mother was alive and strong in him.
“I will not,” Lan Xichen nodded, agreeing. The disciples parted and let the two past as Lan Xichen rushed to where Lan Zhan was and knelt down. Lan Zhan laid Wei Ying on the ground fully. Lan Xichen began to examine the man. His eyes go wide when he noticed something, “Wangji, where is his core?” he asked, voice quiet.
“Gone,” Lan Zhan answered him, “please, help him,” he begged him again. He glanced up as Nie Mingjue walked closer to them. He couldn’t help but tense when the large man came near. The man had been arguing about Wei Ying since he had left with the Wen Remnants. Part of the people that wanted the death of those that Wei Ying had rescued, including a small child.
Lan Xichen nodded as he carried on. Lan Zhan watched his brother intently.
Nie Mingjue saw Chenqing laying on the ground, not doing anything. He frowned as he could still hear a flute playing. It was quiet, as though it was far away. Shaking his head he looked to his sworn brother, “Anything?” he asked the man.
Lan Xichen closed his eyes, “There… there’s nothing I can do,” he said softly, “I’m sorry Wangji, but without a Golden Core, I can’t help him here. If… If we were at Cloud Recesses, or anywhere where there were some healing supplies, I may have been able to do something to help him.” He carried on working for a moment, wrapping the wounds as best as he could. It may slow the bleeding, but he didn’t know if it would do anything to keep Wei Ying alive for long.
Lan Zhan nodded, closing his eyes as he gathered Wei Ying into his arms again. “Thank you,” he said softly, settling down with Wei Ying in his arms. He was quietly speaking to him.
“You can do nothing?” Jiang Yanli turned towards him, her eyes pleading.
“I’m sorry Young Madam Jin,” Lan Xichen told her, his voice full of regret.
“What is going on?” Nie Mingjue demanded. He had heard a little of what Jiang Cheng had yelled out to Jin Guangshan. He wanted to know exactly what was going on.
“Are you going to listen, or just demand justice before knowing the evidence?” Jiang Cheng sneered at him.
Nie Mingjue straightened up, “Of course I look at the evidence.”
“No, you don’t. How many of you went to the burial grounds to see the so-called army that Wuxian was building? Did any of you even both to go to the villages where people were attacked? Or kidnapped?” he asked him, “No you didn’t. Instead, you believed the words of others and not your own eyes. There was no evidence, but words were spoken, rumours going around. And if you even bothered to check their origins of these so-called rumours, you’ll find that most of them came from Koi Tower itself!” he yelled out, glaring at the man.
“You listen to those that you trust, but you’ve forgotten that one of them is a master spy, was able to get the favour of Wen Rouhan himself. The man was paranoid, so Meng Yao knows how to sweet talk someone into believing them,” Jiang Yanli said, “Jin Guangshan wanted the Amulet, and he would do anything to get it. He didn’t care if the Wen Remnants were alive or dead. He wanted my brother dead and the seal with him.”
“And how would you know that?” Lan Xichen asked, his voice shaking as he thought of Jin Guangyao being involved.
“Because I hear things. No one things of keeping anything from me, they see me as a weak woman. I am my mother’s daughter, I may not be as strong as she was when it comes to cultivation, but she taught me other things. To keep myself and those I love safe. Especially in a cesspool full of backstabbers such as Koi Tower. I listen, I learn. And I heard them talking often in the gardens, trying to find more ways to get the amulet from A-Xian. they wanted him dead and the cultivation world at their feet. Jin Guangshan is after power, the same type of power that Wen Rouhan had.”
“Look, believe what you will, but I am no longer going to play nice with anyone. I may be young, but I’ve learned a lot in that time,” Jiang Cheng told them.
“I can still hear a flute playing,” Nie Mingjue then said, glancing around and seeing Chenqing still on the ground.
“This is what I believe happened at the Path, with Jin Zixuan,” Jiang Cheng said, “Find out who it is?” he asked of them, “Then you’ll know, make sure you actually keep them alive, have them taken to Lotus Pier,” he added, gesturing to one of his top disciples to go with the two sect leaders. He didn’t know if he could trust the two of them.
“We will,” Lan Xichen nodded, Nie Mingjue agreeing. The three broke out of the protective circle of Jiang disciples. On the opposite side from where Jin Guangshan and Jin Guangyao was being protected by a number of Jin Sect disciples.
Jiang Cheng looked to where his brother was being held by Lan Zhan. He knelt down, his brother was still breathing. But for how much longer he had no idea. Lan Xichen had wrapped the wounds at least. “If we can get him out, get him to Lotus Pier, Wen Qing is there, she… she might be able to help.” There was hope in his voice, kneeling and reaching out. Jiang Yanli did the same. They could hear Jin Guangshan and Jin Guangyao still asking for them to surrender Wei Ying. None of them was going to be letting the man anywhere near Wei Ying.
“We will have to go now,” Lan Zhan told him, “He will not last much longer,” he added, glancing at him for a moment.
“Don’t know if that is going to be possible,” Jiang Cheng cursed as he glanced around. He could see the Jin Sect cultivators once more trying to attack and get through. Standing he moved forwards, gave a command and as the cultivators ducked, Zidian lashed out, sending the cultivators flying.
“How dare you!?” Jin Guangshan yelled out as he watched.
“How dare I… How Dare I, more like how dare you!” he yelled back, “I wish to learn the truth instead of fearmongering.”
“He killed my son!” Jin Gunagshan yelled out.
Jiang Cheng bit his lip, trying to refrain from saying anything as he knew that it would hurt his sister, “And that there is something that I don’t believe happened the way you say it did!” he yelled out.
“A-Xian would never do anything that would hurt me,” Jiang Yanli said, glancing from her brother and towards her father in law, “He would never have killed A-Xuan, something else happened at that Pass and I want to know why my husband was killed.”
“I am done playing around, I have watched as you rose to power after the war. Throwing your money and status around just as Wen Rouhan did. Watching you is like watching that bastard. I’m just waiting for you to attack a sect when they don’t toe the line you want them to. You tried to pressure Wuxian to join you. I saw as he received letter after letter, read them offering anything and everything if he followed you… if he joined your personal disciples. When he refused, lies began to appear. Places were attacked, but for some of them, the timing was off as I know he was at Lotus Pier for four of them. Then when we decided to try and draw you out, he finds out what you were doing with the last of the Wen’s, rescuing them and faking the break between us. And you… you moved in, constantly telling me lies about what Wuxian said about me. I know him, don’t forget. I grew up with him. The rumours got worse and I started to investigate more, finding traces of a demonic cultivator, yes, but not Wei Wuxian, but someone else. Those that survived gave a very good description of who attacked some of the places. And others that were attacked, weren’t.” With an order his disciples stood up, blocking the man from sight. He didn’t want to talk to the man any more. He needed to think of a way to distract them all so that Lan Zhan could get Wei Ying out of there and to Lotus Pier.