Chapter Twelve

Starting to feel more like a prisoner, Wei Wuxian was led to a guest room before being pushed inside and the door slamming closed from behind. Straightening himself up again Wei Wuxian figured one night couldn't hurt and decided to unpack his stuff. Placing Baiuang on the desk with the pouch that carries the Yin Iron, Wei Wuxian walks over to the window to look out over the land which was mostly mountains and trees. It was quite beautiful as he remembered it being when he helped Nie Shi build his sect. Even though his father was a butcher Nie Shi was what you would say, more delicate.

Though after Nie Shi's father's death of a demon that stalked the Qinghe Nie village, Nie Shi built his sword out of his father's butcher's blade and wielded it with so much anger while he grieved. It broke Wei Wuxian's heart to see such a calm beautiful boy who would ask his hair to be braided so he could look pretty just like his Xian-gege, to be lost at a vengeful spirit that hunted his saber. Nie Shi was never the same again.

Now that Wei Wuxain thought about it, Nie Haunsang reminds him so much of Nie Shi when he was younger. A boy who acted like he had a brain full of rocks but on the inside, he had plans and couldn't wait to share his true brilliance with the world. That is what Wei Wuxian loved about him, a very long time ago, but that same boy who once upon a time claimed to be the one to marry Wei Wuxian, died from Qi devastation when he went against the Demon King. That's how Wei Wuxian's wings became mangled into nothing but broken bones and feathers because he tried to save the life of his lover, but failed miserably.

Nie Shi died in Wei Wuxian's arms, and the young God tried everything in his power to stop him from going, he was even on the brink of using a technic his father warned him to never use, and he was so close to it but something just broke as he watched Nie Shi's heart stop and Wei Wuxian knew he had to let him go and let him be reborn on his own.

Shaking his head brings himself out of those memories Wei Wuxian walks back over to the desk before lighting an incense stick meditating to calm his grief-stricken heart at the old memories of the generation that died so long ago.

"You still miss him don't you, my God Wei." Baiguang plays for him.

"Yes, every day, and night." Wei Wuxian answers back. "I thought he and I... well I thought Shi-didi was going to be the one for me as my father was the one for Mother."

"Master Nie Shi has already been born, my God Wei. He is alive and walking on this Earth as we speak today." Baiguang continues to play.

Wei Wuxian's eyes shot open, "He is? Do you know which clan he was born into?" Knowing that his Shi-didi soul is far too strong not to be born into the cultivation world.

"Yes, I've met him. We've met him."

"Where A-Bai? Who is the one caring for Shi-didi's soul?"

"In the cave, my God. You asked me to put him to sleep like you and my old master talked."

Wei Wuxian's eyes grow big, "Lan Zhan!"

"Lan Zhan!" Wei Wuxia thought back to the boy in Cloud Recesses who caught his ribbon and walked the grounds with him. He did feel somewhat connected to the Young Master of Lan, but he never thought it would be because he would be housing the soul of his first and only love. "Lan Zhan is Shi-didi!"

Before Baiguang could answer a knock came on the door. Getting up and straightening his robes out Wei Wuxian answers the door. On the other side, it was a servant letting him know it was time for dinner.

Following the nice lady to the dining hall, Wei Wuxian was met with both Meng Yao and Nie Mingjue who were already sitting down and eating. Bowing to Nie Mingjue first, Wei Wuxian took his seat at the table where the servant was motioning him to.

"Do you find the Unclean Realm to your liking thus far Young Master Wei." Nie Mingjue asks him.

"Qinghe Nie is beautiful, Sect. Leader Nie. I haven't been here for… a very long time." Wei Wuxian half admits, not wanting to say that a very long time ago this was like a second home to him, the Yiling mountain being his first.

"I am glad, both you and Meng Yao came from Gusu right?"

Wei Wuxian nods, "I volunteered to escort the Jiang disciples along with Young master Jaing and young Lady Jiang to Cloud Recesses."

Nie Mingjue raises an eyebrow, "But you didn't stay yourself?"

"They have nothing to offer me that I already don't know." Wei Wuxian shrugs.

Nie Mingjue nods before taking another drink of his wine. "You know, I have really good ties to the Gusu Lan Clan, I grew up with Lan Xichen, the heir."

"Oh?" Wei Wuxian smiles feeling some sort of satisfaction of hope for this generation.

"And I got a VERY interesting letter from him resulting in a secret Clans affair."

"Oh…." Wei Wuxian knows where this is going.