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Chapter 1

A/N: I didn't expect that it will take me almost four months to update this story, since I almost unpublished this because I want to change the plot but recently I again got an idea to continue this story 😅

So to my readers that was reading this, I hope you enjoy reading 😊😊

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The three corpeses of the Mo household have been in an intense battle. When the son of the Mo household, Mo Ziyuan, moved out of the way. He got a severe injure, which caused of exposing out his intestines. Madame Mo witnessed this and immediately shielded her son from the evil hand. She gave an unyielding and violent attack to the hand.

The battle were so fierce that the boys from Gusu Lan Clan, an immortal cultivators, that volunteered to slay the corpses are watching intently, as the Mo household fights the possessed hand.

The Gusu Lan boys wasn't sure of what it is, so they decided to released a signal for help.

"The evil thing is fierce... Send a signal to Hanguang-jun.", Sizhui told to Jingyi.

Saying that, Jingyi immediately released the signal. Hoping that Hanguang-jun will saw it.

The fierce battle continues, in the blink of an eye, the hand moved swiftly like a lightning, ruthlessly and exactly breaking Madame Mo's neck. Gusu Lan boys are watching as the Mo household grew nearly defeated.

At the same time, the echoes of two strums of a zither came from some distance away. The sound regarded to have been played by a human. The timbre used to the ethereal and clear, loaded of a mellow chills of windswept pine.

The corpses battling in the courtyard all petrified as they heard the sound.

Without any delay, the Gusu Lan boys started out gleaming. Sizhui scour off the blood from his face, raising his head and gaily exclaimed,

"Hanguang-jun!!"

Then delicate fine man, wearing it's long white flashy robe came, flying across the roof with its zither.

The man name Lan Wangji or most commonly known as Hanguang-jun again strums his zither. This time, the pitch was quiet higher than the first, piercing through the sky with a few ranges of bitterness. The three merciless corpses instantly backed off, protecting their ears. However, it is used to be now not feasible to block out the eradication tone of the Gusu Lan Clan by skill of a ability such as this.

They had definitely retreated a few steps, and slight bursting sounds acquired here from within their skulls.

Because the arm had actually endured a tough fight, after hearing the sound of the strings again, it right away fell onto the ground. Although the fingers have been still flinching, the arm was once once unable to move and it transform into a form of sword.

Lan Wangji extended his hand and the sword came to him, then he catches it effortlessly.

The happiness form from the boy's faces couldn't be his. Celebrating the pleasure of surviving the incident. They had struggled by means of the exhilarating night, and their clan's reinforcement had met in the end.

"Hanguang-jun."

"Hanguang-jun."

The boys said running towards Lan Wangji.

Sizhui then asked, "Hanguang-jun... What is the evil thing transformed from? It is so vicious."

"It's not an evil spirit, but the spiritual energy of a first class spiritual tool... It hides inside the sword. Maybe it's a sword ghost.", Lan Wangji explain to the boys.

The boys gave him a perplexed look.

"The first class spiritual tool? Why it has such amount of hatred?", Jingyi said, looking at Sizhui then to Hanguang-jun.

"Hanguang-jun, what is it?", Sizhui ask

"Stygian Tiger Amulet.", Lan Wangji said

"Is it really you, Wei Ying?", Lan Wangji thought, and an excruciating emotion  are visible in his eyes when he said those.

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In the cold spring on the back of Gusu Lan Clan. Lan Wangji was meditating in the spring, exposing his half naked body. His back have thirty three visible whip scars from the punishment he received thirteen years ago.

Defending the person he loved and cherished the most from being against of his own Clan.

Because of this, the elders decided to punished him to receive thirty three whips in total, it was the most severe punishment a disciple could have received. And him being the role model of other disciples, make the elders enraged to what he have done for protecting the wicked one.

And in his right side of his chest, is the burned scar of Wen Clan seal, which he stamp on himself when he secretly drunk by himself thirteen years ago.

"Hanguang-jun!"

A group of disciples came running to him with a worried plastered on their faces.

Lan Wangji immediately got out of the water, fixing his robes and face the disciples.

"Hanguang-jun. Hanguang-jun."

Upon reaching in front of him the disciples quickly bowed to him.

"What happened?", He ask

"It's the Underworld Chamber. Teacher Lan summoned the soul from the sword but could not control it.", Jingyi explain to him.

After hearing it, they hastily went to the Underworld Chamber.

After arriving at the Chamber's front door. Sizhui has been expelled out of the chamber with an another disciples, looking defeated.

"Sizhui!", Jingyi exclaimed and attend them, together with the other disciples, helping them to stand.

"What happened?", Lan Wangji quickly ask when Sizhui stand on his feet.

"Hanguang-jun. Teacher Lan summoned the soul, but it became agitated ang got extremely powerful... It's not something we can control.", Sizhui detailed explain to Lan Wangji.

Upon hearing Sizhui explanation, he came infront of the Underworld Chamber and casted some spell to open the door.

Lan Wangji hastily entered the chamber and the door closed immediately, not giving the disciples a chance on entering.

There inside of the chamber, he witnessed a disturbing sight that not fit on his liking.

A thick black fog are all around the chamber from the resentful energy of the sword spirit.

And his uncle, Lan Qiren, was laying on the ground, unconscious and severely wounded. And the other disciples having the same state of his uncle.

Lan Wangji quickly went to his uncle and check his pulse. Confirming that his uncle will be alright.

He drawn his zither out and strums it. 

The spiritual sword reacted to it. It began to shake. Realising more resentful energy.

In the second strum, it reacted more fiercely. The air became heavy and thicker.

Lan Wangji endure the high pressure that the sword is giving and continue to strum his zither.

The sword became vicious more and more, making Lan Wangji spit some blood out of his mouth.

It became more unbearable every second passes.

Then the sword released a huge amount of force making Lan Wangji flew meters away and destroying the whole Underground Chamber.

Lan Wangji landed on the ground.

"Ughh!", he groaned.

He was heavily breathing from his mouth and nearing to lose his consciousness.

But before he lost his consciousness, the spiritual sword suddenly light up, that can be blinding.



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"Lan Zhan... Let go." the Wei Wuxian said, slipping from his grip, Lan Wangji trying his best to not let go of the other hand.

Suddenly, Jiang Wanyin, stand beside him, holding a sword on his right hand. He aim the sword to the latter.

"Wei Wuxian! Go and die!"

He yield his sword towards Wei Wuxian.

Wei Wuxian let go from Lan Wangji grip and slowly fall in the cliff.

"WEI YING!!"

Lan Wangji woke up from his tremendous dream he ever had in his life. It have been continuously haunt him ever since that day he lost Wei Wuxian, but it stop after three years when he goes to the Nightless City, to search for Wei Wuxian's remains.

"That dream again.", he mumbled

He lifted his head and scanned the room he was in, realising that he's in a unfamiliar room.

Lan Wangji became alert of his surroundings. He search for his sword and found it beside the bed.

He then heard a three knocks on the door. In an instant he got out of the bed with much difficulty since he was injure when he was fighting the spiritual sword.

The door opened. Laying his eyes to the person entered the room was the one that he didn't expect for.

"W-Wei Ying!"

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A/N: English is not my language and I don't have a wide English vocabulary, that may cause of repeated of words, wrong grammar and wrong use of words.So, feel free to correct me 😊

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