~WangXian Timeline~

Wei Ying's POV:

"Lan Zhan!" I yell his name with happiness and sprint to where he's standing. Turning to face me, he sighs and recites two out of 4000 Gusu Rules. "No shouting. No running" shaking his head he continues "Yet, you're never going to pay heed to them. Why do I even bother?" I laugh at his plight and quickly kiss his cheeks.

"You didn't stop me from yelling your name last night. I wonder where does your sense of following Gusu rules go when you're inside me?" I tease him and he glares. "What did you need from me?" He enquires and I smile. The sun was bidding us a warm goodbye and hues of pink coloured the sky. He as usual looked ethereal. Lan Zhan, my husband, soulmate and my forever.

With a quick step forward I kiss his lips and his eyes widen. I won't blame him. We weren't exactly in place where our surroundings could provide us adequate privacy. He's still a teacher here to many of Gusu's disciple and me, well I am a simple wanderer with heart of a king. Let me correct that, Diabolical King.

"When would you come back to Jingshi?" I enquire. Jingshi is our humble marital abode.

"By dinner time" as usual is answer is curt. People who aren't accustomed to Lan Zhan would think he's egoistic and obnoxious, but in reality he's just the opposite. He's sweet, tender and caring. All mine.

"Alright. I have something to show you." Taking few steps back I wave "Don't make me wait too much" and just before sprinting away I yell "Lan Zhan, I love you!" One could hear various teenage giggles and my smile were stretched to maximum.

Oh I love him so much.

Lan Zhan and I have been married almost for a decade. To say we have had a simple life would be definitely an understatement. To be united and dream for an eternity wasn't an easy feat. Am I a good partner to live with? Well according to Lan Zhan that's still up for debate. Is he a good partner? Let's just say he's the best.

Our lovestory is one of the most recorded tales in history. The great Hanguang-Jun aka Lan Zhan, upright and a soul who was known to be away from worldly being, fell in love with me, a sorcerer, a rule breaker, and more so, a soul who took the dark path. When I said that I am a king. My words weren't a lie. Wei Ying aka Wei Wuxian is indeed the formidable Yiling Patriarch. A man who dared to cultivate dark energy and conquerer of the dark underworld.

As for Lan Zhan, it didn't matter to him. He knew my heart is clean, mostly when he is not trying to corrupt my innocent heart during our nightly shenanigans, and for me he's the only one who mattered too. Except Sizhui, he's our son. More on him later. Right now, my entire existence was too excited for what I created and it is with Lan Zhan that I wished to share.

Taking the trail behind Jingshi, I enter a cave that is exclusively mine. Here is where I try my hands on various matters. It was during one such experiment that my core sucessfully cultivated a metal that opened up an entire new dimension which appears to be more like a portal, pathway or gateway to another world. I haven't had the chance to discover it yet. With Lan Zhan's help I wish to find more answers to these questions.

Just when I was about to turn and leave this cave, the metal reacts and a black hole appears in front of me. The very next second I am pulled into a vortex and my last thoughts were of my Lan Zhan.

~Present Day~

Wang Yibo's POV:

"Yibo!"

"Yibo!"

"Yibo!"

Thousands of fans cheer my name around the arena as I unlock my helmet. Grinning at the crowd in front of me, I give them what they need and hundreds of cameras flashes in front of my face. Making a sign of finger heart for my fans who could only see me on screen, I wink and kiss the top of my helmet for goodluck. Dismounting my bike, I walk towards the stage set up in the arena of Yamaha Tracks, in order to commemorate the winners of this race. Taking the position of 1s place winner, the CEO places a medal around my neck and I sport it around with pride.

"Congratulations Bo" Gerad an American racer who won 2nd place pats my back "You won again! One day you'll surpass us all" He was one of the oldest competitor's on this track. With a bow I accept his praise and smile.

"He's right Bo" Antonio, a passionate racer from Italy locks his arms around my neck "you're just 23 and already an amazing professional rider. Proud to have had this match." He smiles and I bow again.

"Tony, Yibo" Gerad smiles "How about we meet for drinks tonight?"

Ah, tonight wouldn't be possible. Tonight I need to be with Akio.

"Sorry gentlemen, but tonight won't be possible for me" with a courtesy bow I back out "though if you're free this weekend then" grinning at Gerad I point out "he can take us out for drinks." Shaking his head he laughs and accepts the invitation. We were soon escorted towards the media room and after some series of questions and answers, I finally leave the glamourous world to lead a life that was far more simple and sane.

To the world Wang Yibo is an international professional racer, but in reality I am a 23 year old man with dreams and ambitions like any other hot blooded male. For media, fans and personnel they think I lead an amazing, carefree and fast paced life but the reality is far from it. My life solely revolves around my younger brother Akio and... Xiao Zhan.

"Where are you?" I enquire and the voice at the other end makes me smile "Waiting for you by the entrance. Where are you?"

"At the parking lot. Wait for me. I'll be there in a minute" pocketing my phone I lock my bike and walk towards the main entrance to find my brother in his hair dyed white man bun peering around with those blue eyes in search of me.

"Yo" I tap his shoulders and he jabs my ribs "Congratulations" his grin is infectious "saw you on TV and as ever you were awesome."

"You weren't studying?" I raise my eyebrows and he rolls his eyes "BooBoo, just chill" he laughs at the nickname "Let's go. I don't want to miss the show!" Pulling me we walk into what my brother calls it as a Comic-con.

Wang Akio, is my 18 year old brother who loves comics even more than he loves me. His tshirt, pants, shoes, stationary, room and even underpants are all comic related. By now I shouldn't be surprised. His madness started from when he stumbled across Iron Man comics when he was 9 years. From then on let me just admit that most of my savings has been spent on all this.

Looking at my brother happy I won't ever mind spending money on him. Anything to make him happy. He deserves the world.

"Look" he points at a girl dressed as Scarlet Witch "Sexy!" I whack his head and he huffs at me "No objectifying." Looking at people around I realised that it was only me who wasn't in some damn cosplay attire and this made me self conscious. As for my brother, he is dressed as young Tony Stark. I never knew Tony Stark had his ears pierced and sported a man bun.

I smile at my brother's exuberance. As our evening went by I was exhausted but it seemed my brother still was a ball of energy. The phone in my pant vibrates and the name that flashes back causes my heart to race. "Yibo" his voice is cold and I try to calm my heart down "Zhan?"

"Where are you?" He questions and at my peripheral I observe a grinning Akio "We're at a Comic-con by Micheal Plaza."

"I'll be there in few minutes" before I could say something he cancels the call and I sigh.

Fuck.

A moment later Akio's gaze trails behind me and his grin widens "Zhan Zhan!"

My heart be still.

He drags Zhan to a game he was playing earlier and all I could do was watch them together. It is only with Akio that Zhan smiles. For the world outside his heart is cold and towards me... it's even colder.

Xiao Zhan, CEO of XZ Pharmaceuticals came into our lives when my baby brother was battling with his life. Akio has a rare heart condition which is incurable. Doctors around the world had given up stating that Akio won't be able to survive but Zhan took up the responsibility of finding a medicine for my Akio and for that I'll be forever indebted to him. As we enter another show room, it was then that my steps falter and Zhan enquires "What happened?" and I point out to the two men in white robes and head band. In this comic-con it wouldn't have made a difference to stand out but what seemed exceptional was the fact that one of them had my face. Like we were twins.

How is this even possible?

"Lan Zhan?" Xiao Zhan enquires and the man with my face has his gaze fixated on me.

Who is he?