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Assistant: Title: What Do You Think About 曦澄?
        Author: CrystallizedPen CrystallizedPen 
        Chapter: 1/1 
        Summary: What other people think about the relationship between Lan XiChen and Jiang Cheng.
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              What other people think about the relationship between Lan XiChen and Jiang Cheng.
            
        

        
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      Hello!! I'm back with another XiCheng fic. Woah, this is my third fic of this otp already. Can't believe it. I'm completely doomed with this pair and I am okay with this. Please enjoy the fic, and as always pardon all grammar and wordings.
    

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  WangXian
 
   “What do you think about XiCheng?” 
“Well, to be honest, I was a bit surprised.” Wei WuXian stroke his chin thoughtfully, “I never would have imagined a difficult person like shi-mei would be able to get anyone, yet alone the famous ZeWu-Jun.”WangJi nodded, his eyes narrowed, still trying to understand why out of every other possible choice, his brother just had to choose Jiang WanYin.WuXian swayed back and forth on his chair, “Although, when it comes to finding a partner for both of them, I can’t think of anyone else. It feels like it has to be that person, if not something felt wrong.”WangJi nodded his head. For him, it had to be Wei Ying. No one else.
   “What do they look like to you?” 
Happy-was Wei WuXian’s answer. Jiang Cheng had been alone for so long, his family had all gone, leaving him alone in this world, alone with all the responsibilities that he needed to shoulder. He had been alone, rebuilding YunMengJiang after Sunshot Campaign to become one of the top cultivation sect. He had no one to rely on but himself. Even though there was a big drift between both of them, deep down, WuXian always wished for his shidi’s happiness. At long last, he finally found it.“You know, growing up with Jiang Cheng, I saw a lot of emotions on his face. Smiling, crying, despair, you named it. But there was only three times that I truly saw him smile.” WuXian let his head rested against his husband’s shoulder, hands playing with his long white head ribbon, “And no no no, not that stupid sarcastic smile that turned the entire cultivation world into his eternal enemies. I’m talking about genuine happiness. Like…”WuXian brought a finger to his chin, trying to find a word. Then he suddenly exclaimed, slapping his own thigh in excitement, “Like full bloomed lotus in summer.”The first time was a month after his arrival at Lotus Pier. Because he was afraid of dog, uncle FengMian took away all three puppies that Jiang Cheng raised. Jiang Cheng hated him a lot for that. Even thought they slept in the same room, Jiang Cheng held a huge grudge against him for that entire month. He didn’t even look at him yet alone smile. He thought that he would never be able to see Jiang Cheng smile, but he finally got the chance to one day.It was a chilly day in autumn, the weather was most suitable for WuXian to find a corner to sleep in like what he would normally do. But not today. He could take a nap on any other day but not today. Since it was Jiang Cheng- the young master of Lotus Pier’s six years old birthday. The people of Lotus Pier from disciples to servants were extremely busy, running east and west to prepare for the grand banquet in celebration of young master Jiang WanYin turning six. It was a joyous celebration, where other Sects in the cultivation world were also invited to attend.Being the main character of the event, Jiang Cheng was tasked with performing a series of sword play for the opening ceremony of the banquet. It was to officially introduce him to other Sect Leaders, to instate his future position of the next Sect Leader of YunMengJiang and the master of Lotus Pier. That was the main purpose of this birthday banquet. For some smaller sects, it would be their first time to even see the face of YunMengJiang Sect Leader’s son. If he performed poorly, it could affect how others look at YunMengJiang. A no good future leader would spell doom for the entire sect in the future.For a kid of six years old, it was a massive pressure. In preparation for that, Jiang Cheng had been practicing like crazy from day to night. When WuXian went to bed, he’d not returned yet, and when WuXian woke up, Jiang Cheng already left for the training field.Jiang Cheng couldn’t let his parents down and he didn’t want to lose his face in front of other Sect Leaders. He was afraid of making mistakes, he was afraid of people talking down on him. He just…didn’t want to become a disgrace to the Jiang clan. At the end, all he wanted was for his father to give him a pat on the head and told him that he did a good job. That was all he ever wanted. “A-Ying, have you seen A-Cheng anywhere?” Jiang YanLi called out to him, “Mother asked me to pick him up. The banquet is going to start soon, some of the guests are already arrived; he needs to get changed.” Worry dyed her beautiful face with crimson color. She tried to even her breaths. It seemed she had been running around Lotus Pier, try finding her brother.“Don’t worry shijie. I know where he is, I will tell him to return to his room immediately. In return,” Wei WuXian smiled cheekily, “Can I have some of your lotus rib soup later?” “Anytime for you A-Ying.” YanLi chuckled, “I will leave A-Cheng to you then.”“Leave it to me.” WuXian waved his hand at YanLi and dashed off. Where else could Jiang Cheng be but the training field at this time of the day. WuXian ran across the long hallway, turning left and right of different intersections before a wooden gate with the plagues “Training Field” appeared in front of him. From afar, he easily spotted a violet figure with a wooden practice sword in his hands. WuXian was about to call out for him, then suddenly he saw the sword in Jiang Cheng’s hands flew off from his grip. The wooden sword flew through the empty air, then a sound of it hitting something echoed, accompanying by a painful yelp.“Oh man, I hope he didn’t just kill someone.” WuXian said to himself. Both of them turned their eyes towards the source of the voice, and from behind the pillar, a person stepped out, one hand rubbing his head, one hand holding into the very same wooden sword. The person was slightly taller than Jiang Cheng, even taller than WuXian himself. On that person’s forehead tied a long white ribbon, that for some reason flowed softly against his long dark hair. There was no wind though, WuXian thought to himself. How did that ribbon even flow with no wind? May be that was not a human, but a little fairy from heaven. Wait no, not fairy. No matter how hard he looked, it was a boy. For some unknown reason, Wei WuXian found himself hiding behind a bush and slowly making his way closer. ‘Why do I have to hide? I didn’t do anything wrong though?’ He mentally slapped himself. Despite saying that, he decided to stay put, believing that he was about to witness something fun. Hence, he just hid there silently and watching.   Jiang Cheng bowed his head furiously. It was the same image of a fragile flower that got swayed back and forth by a strong gust of wind. At that rate, it would be a matter of time when he smashed his entire forehead onto the ground in apology. The figure waved his hand, as if to say that it wasn’t a big deal. He continued talking to Jiang Cheng until he finally stopped bowing his head. The older boy handed back the wooden sword to Jiang Cheng. “Woah, look at that. Jiang Cheng must have been smitten with that person, or else how come I can still see how red his cheeks are even from here.” WuXian leaned closer, feeling excited. He never got to see an embarrassed Jiang Cheng before so it was his lucky day. The two talked for awhile more and then parted way. WuXian was about to step out of the bush to resume his mission, then suddenly the view in front of him rendered him motionless. Jiang Cheng- for the first time ever since WuXian first stepped inside Lotus Pier- smiled widely. A genuine smile filled with happiness, brighter than anything that Wei WuXian ever seen. His almond eyes lit up with pride. Little Jiang Cheng lowered his head, clutching the wooden sword tighter to his chest. Under the last remaining scarlet light of the sun, WuXian thought, even the prettiest lotus in summer, couldn’t compare to how beautiful that smile was. ‘Shidi, you should go wash your face. If not other people will mistake you with a tomato, because a human’s face can’t get that red.’ The second time Wei WuXian saw Jiang Cheng genuinely smiled was during the Sunshot Campaign. Two weeks after they took back Lotus Pier from the Wen to be exact. Just like him, Jiang Cheng’s chest was filled with relief, being back to where they grew up yet a sad, melancholy feeling emerged the space with guilt and regret. Jiang Cheng did smile, but it was a bitter smile. Even in front of his sister, he put up a brave front, smiling and laughing just so she didn’t have to worry about him. But Wei WuXian knew, it wasn’t the same smile of that six years old boy he saw that day at the training field. How could he? With all that ordeal crushed down his shoulder, how could he. He thought Jiang Cheng wouldn’t smile like that again. But then he was wrong. It was bright, not as bright as the smile of a six years old kid, but it was still the same old bright and sweet smile. One that despite being buried by bottomless pit of despair, despite being buried under the obscurity of loss, he still cracked out a tired smile, clutching that one letter inside his chest till the point the paper crumbled against his shaking grip, tears rolled down his face like small droplets of pearl. Yet his lips still curled up into a soft, bright smile. WuXian didn’t know who sent that letter, but he remembered seeing a blue flowing cloud pattern with a white seal at the corner of the envelope. “Shidi, you should go wash your face. If other people see you like this, they would start a rumor stating that YunMengJiang Sect- Jiang WanYin has a secret lover.” The third time WuXian witnessed another smile was fourteen years later. Fourteen years was long enough for their relationships to turn from brothers to enemies. So many things happened during that fourteen years. WuXian wasn’t there to witness it, he didn’t know if Jiang Cheng ever smiled like that again. He didn’t expect the other man to still smile like that. And true enough, everytime they were in each other presence, all he received was mocking sneers, scornful insults, and countless of contemptuous disdain. It would be better if both of them stay away from each other. They didn’t have to see each other, speak to each other, or hear each other. The past was something that no one could change, and no matter how hard you regretted, resented, the past couldn’t be changed, and things wouldn’t get better. That was why, it would be better if their future didn’t have to cross. Each should went their own seprate way. It would be better that way. But that day, he didn’t know what kind of demonic force made him travel to the town of YunMeng. He told himself it was QiXi Festival, and the lotus flowers were in full bloomed. So he wanted to visit the festival with his cultivation partner. It was a festival for couples after all. The street of YunMeng lit up with countless of red lanterns. Foods, desserts, toys and many other stalls were set up alongside the road. “Very festive, don’t you agree HanGuang-Jun?” “Um.” Wei WuXian hooked both his arms around his partner’s arm, pulling him across the rows and rows of people. He stopped at different stalls, debating on what to eat and what to buy. In the end, he ended up buying two jars of alcohol, a few YunMeng’s dessert dishes and a red flower lantern.“HanGuang-Jun, lets write down our name and wishes here, and lets it flow down the river for blessing. And then, lets find a good place to watch fireworks. The fireworks in YunMeng are the best in this entire cultivation world. I assure you.” “Um.” WangJi nodded his head. He never said no, not to Wei WuXian. “Wait! HangGuang-Jun!” Wei WuXian’s feet suddenly stopped, his finger pointed at something among the crowd of people, “Isn’t that dage and Jiang Cheng?” WangJi followed the pointing direction of WuXian’s finger. Soon enough, his golden amber eyes landed on a figure cladding in white, his outfit were free of stains and dirt. His head ribbon flew softly against his dark long black hair. Yea definitely his brother, he wouldn’t mistaken him for anyone else. But his brother wasn’t alone. He was definitely strolling and talking to another person. WangJi didn’t expect his older brother to attend a festival for lovers and couples, since well, he never heard his brother mentioned any girls. So he was shocked when he realized the person that his brother was talking to was not a lady, but Jiang WanYin. The Jiang WanYin. Both of them donned on a casual outfit with no patterns of neither YunMengJiang or GusuLan’s symbols. XiChen bought a lantern in the shape of a lotus flower and handed it over to Jiang Cheng-who took it into his hand. Wei WuXian was totally shocked, but compared to the frozen rigid WangJi standing besides him, it was nothing. WuXian poked WangJi’s cheek, “HanGuang-Jun, earth to HanGuang-Jun.” “Impossible.” WangJi muttered. “Well, I wouldn’t say impossible. But I kinda understand what you mean.” He took a hold of Lan WangJi’s sleeve and dragged him away, “Let’s spy on them.” “Wei Ying.” Lan WangJi didn’t seem to approve of it. “Come on, don’t you want to know what is going on between them? This is QiXi festival for Yiling’s sake. People don’t go to QiXi festival as friends, or may be people do. Anyway, let’s go.” Wei WuXian insisted, dragging WangJi through the crowd, chasing after the two people that just dissapeared. He didn’t want to lose them among the crowd. What was the point of spying if they lost sight of their targets. Although he did have a hunch on where they were heading to. With the flower lantern in hand, they could only head towards the river. It would be the best place to watch the fireworks so two birds with one stone. Blending themselves in the crowd from afar, WuXian kept his curious eyes on Lan XiChen and Jiang Cheng, who stood near the river bank not too far away. The two of them kept on chatting with each other, but WuXian didn’t know what they were talking about except most of the conversation went on with XiChen talked about something and then smiled and Jiang Cheng just turned his head to the side, mumbled something and a shade of crimson crept up his cheek. “They actually look lovely together.” WuXian commented, “Do you think they are a thing?” WangJi didn’t reply, but his eyes fixated on the two people in front of him, one white one purple. Why didn’t he notice? Since when did this happen? He tried to think back on his brother’s behaviors. Did he miss something along the way? Did his brother ever mention anything about Jiang WanYin? “Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan! The fireworks!!” WuXian excitedly exclaimed. His finger that pointed towards the sky turned into different colors as the reflection of light shone down the YunMeng river with a rain of colors. The noises were loud, thumping and thumping against his ears. He could hardly hear anything besides the gleefully shouts from Wei Ying.“Lan Zhan! Lan Zhan! Look!!” This time, WuXian’s finger pointed downwards, to where just a moment ago his brother and Sect Leader Jiang were standing. WangJi blinked his eyes a few times, but it didn’t stop him from seeing the image in front of him. Wei WuXian got distracted when his ears heard a loud, explosive sound. He looked up and saw the fireworks finally started. He nudged on WangJi’s arm, telling him to look up. The colors, the light and the sounds of the fireworks drowned out the noises around him. Like everything around him ceased to exist. Then his eyes got caught on a red streak of light, thin but bright, like a red string of fate. Following the light, his eyes landed on the person who used to be his shidi, who he thought would never ever smile anymore, who he thought had given up on living a happy life and rather drown himself in darkness. Jiang Cheng smiled.   The brightest smile that he ever seen thus far. It was brighter than the one he saw on that day on the training field, and definitely a whole lot brighter than the one he saw during the Sunshot Campaign. It was definitely brighter than the fireworks. His eyes widened, Jiang Cheng-the most difficult man in the entire world, whose no one in this cultivation world dared to offend- leaned in and placed a soft kiss on another man’s lips. He was shocked yet happy at the same time. He was shocked seeing ZeWu-Jun immediately returned the kiss, and pulled Jiang Cheng into a tight embrace, didn’t look like he would let him go. Under the night sky, under the colorful fireworks, he saw his shidi leaned in, resting his head against another person’s shoulder, smiling contently. And Wei WuXian was happy, did he mention how happy he was?He felt his heart got lighter, a wave of unknown feeling washed through him. Jiang Cheng wasn’t alone anymore. From now on, Jiang Cheng wouldn’t have to walk down the dark tunnel all by himself anymore. He didn’t have to walk down any dark tunnel at all. His path from now on would be a road that overgrown with flowers and good memories. At the very least, he didn’t have to walk alone anymore. ‘Jiang Cheng. You should go wash your face. If other people see this, they will be very jealous of you, of how bright and happy your smile is.’  “Now that I think about it. HanGuang-Jun, were GusuLan sect among the guests at the six birthday banquet of YunMengJiang’s young master?” “My uncle and my brother went.”“And is your sect’s envelop has a blue flowing cloud pattern with a white seal?”“All letters from GusuLan Sect have a blue flowing cloud pattern. However, only the letters that are written by the Sect Leader will have a white seal on it.”“Oh…” ZhuiLingYi  
   "What do you think about XiCheng?" 
“Wait what? What did you just say?” Jin Ling screamed at the top of his lungs, “No way! You mean my uncle and ZeWu-Jun? No freaking way…”“I thought it was pretty obvious.” JingYi commented, “Aren’t you the oblivious one? You are supposed to be closer to your uncle compared to us and ZeWu-Jun. Ah, Young Mistress Jin, you really are something.” “SiZhui! You know about this?” Jin Ling questioned, his eyes widened in disbelief, trying hard to digest the information he just heard.Lan SiZhui smiled slyly, “Well…yes. But don’t worry A-Ling. Your uncle probably hasn’t found the right opportunity to tell you yet.” “No, that is not the problem here. My uncle and ZeWu-Jun??” Jin Ling’s eyes flashed up with different sorts of emotions. His voice trembled, “No way…that would be…such a big loss for ZeWu-Jun!”“Eh?” Both SiZhui and JingYi exclaimed in surprise. Jin Ling stomped his feet, slamming his hands on the table as he cried in the saddest and dreariest tone, “Don’t you agree? ZeWu-Jun ranks first on the top male cultivator list. He is well-known for his high level of cultivation. If he claims to be the second strongest, no one would dare to claim the first place. He is the Sect Leader of GusuLan Sect, one of the top three cultivation sects. He is gentle, kind, treats everyone with utmost care, adores justice, hates evil. He is very attentive, mature, caring, the best role model. In summary, he is too good. My uncle on the other hand,” “He only ranks five on the top male cultivator list, even that indecent Wei WuXian ranks higher than him. Well, my uncle is also known for his high cultivation level, but instead of being admired like ZeWu-Jun, people feared him. He is YunMengJiang Sect Leader, but he is the reincarnation of a demon. He is harsh, brutal, ruthless, treats everyone like he is higher than them, he despises demonic arts. He is not gentle, and is matured in a childish way. The first thing that comes out of his mouth is breaking your left leg, and the second thing is breaking your right leg. He zaps people from left to right with his Zidian, and his sneers and insulting remarks could turn the entire cultivation world into his enemies overnight.” Jin Ling leaned against his elbow, his eyes lit up with disdain, “Isn’t it such a big mismatch? Such a big loss for ZeWu-Jun? Aahhhh!” “Oi, Young Mistress, you know…he is your uncle right?” YingJi felt a strong wave of fear crept up his spine, if Sect Leader Jiang was to hear this, Jin Ling could kiss all his limbs goodbye. SiZhui on the other hand, smiled bitterly, “Now, now A-Ling. In my opinion, I think they are a perfect match for each other.” In which JingYi nodded his head in agreement. “Are you sure?” Jin Ling raised his eyebrows skeptically. JingYi was the first to say. The first time they noticed there was something between Sect Leader Jiang and their Sect Leader was at the hunting event at Phoenix Mountain hosted three months ago. It was just as Jin Ling said, the GusuLan Sect Leader treated everyone nicely, too nicely, especially female. It was something that every GusuLan Sect’s members were taught since they were young. Ladies and women should be treated and treasured. However, those should only be applied to fragile ladies, who were shy and could easily get embarrassed by just looking at a man. For those that had a thicker face, who would actually cling to and tease a man that they set their eyes on were harder to deal with. It would be considered rude to shove them off, but it would be troublesome not to do so. Being a disciple of GusuLan, they did have about at least fifty to sixty rules alone on how to treat women, and another one hundreds on how to treat others in general. Lan XiChen, being the current Sect Leader of GusuLan, he had since long remembered and practiced those four thousand rules since young. Those rules became a part of him, like his own bones and fleshes, they helped shaping him to become the person that he was right now. But at this moment, he wished he was otherwise raised differently. Lan XiChen sighed internally, he was backed into a corner by a group of girls and he didn’t know how to get away from them without violating any of the GusuLan rules. SiZhui and JingYi were debating if they should come and help ZeWu-Jun, seeing his lips curled up into an extremely awkward smile. The other girls thought it was cute of him, so they didn’t even want let him go. “May be we really should go and help ZeWu-Jun out.” JingYi whispered, “It is about time for the event to start anyway right?” SiZhui nodded his head, agreeing. Both of them took a step forward, determined to help their Sect Leader out of this disastrous situation. But then, apparently they didn’t have to do it. Because a person wearing violet outfit decorated with nine petals lotus already did it for them. SiZhui and JingYi frozen in their steps, exchanging a shocked glance with each other. Sect Leader Jiang went over to where their Sect Leader was. He opened his mouth to say something and five seconds later all the girls left with dark and angry expressions dyed their flustered faces. The girls walked past by them on their way out, and what they heard wasn’t too pleasant to hear.“That Jiang WanYin, he was on the black list of all the female in the cultivation world wasn’t he?” One girl commented.“With that kind of mouth and attitude, no wonder he is on the blacklist.” Another girl chimed in, “He will be single for the rest of his life.” “Wait, what just happened?” Lan JingYi was still in shock. Did Sect Leader Jiang just help ZeWu-Jun out? And it wasn’t just any kind of help, but to actually offending that many girls at once. Who else would be able to pull that off but the renowned Sandu Shengshou. Who else besides him that could actually say those things to a bunch of pretty girls without batting an eye.“Did Sect Leader Jiang just chase all the girls away by offending every single one of them with his words?” JingYi wasn’t sure if he should laugh or cry. He had to admit that he somehow admired how straightforward Sect Leader Jiang was, but at the same time, being a GusuLan’s disciple, he couldn’t help but feel bad for the girls. SiZhui on the other hand, let out a knowing chuckle. Sect Leader Jiang was every opposite of ZeWu-Jun. They might seem like they couldn’t stand to be in the presence of the other for very long. But in fact they were exactly what the other needed. Just like HanGuang-Jun and Senior Wei. One was extremely expressive and talked a lot, and one was extremely expressionless and didn’t talk. For Sect Leader Jiang and Zewu-Jun, one was gentle and gracious, one was straightforward and blunt. Like in this case, the bluntness of Sect Leader Jiang ended up being the best option to get ZeWu-Jun off the hook. And that wasn’t the only time, SiZhui and JingYi noticed. It was one of those nights when they went out for a night hunt. ZeWu-Jun that night, he was acting as a supervising instructor to the newly recruited juniors. As being the oldest disciples of the group, SiZhui and JingYi were selected to participate in that night hunt to assist ZeWu-Jun. When they arrived at the designated location, coincidentally, YunMengJiang Sect also hosted a night hunt for their junior disciples as well.“Sect Leader Jiang, what a pleasant coincidence.” ZeWu-Jun smiled. ‘Coincidence? We beg to differ ZeWu-Jun.’ Was the thought that ran through all the GusuLan’s disciple’s mind. “Um, I guess.” ‘Did Sect Leader Jiang just blush?’ The same thoughts went through SiZhui and JingYi’s minds. Jing Yi almost blurted out, but then he remembered with his cultivation level, he wouldn’t be able to handle the attack of Zidian. His soul would get whip out of his body if he wasn’t being careful. The cultivation world had an unspoken rule: No matter which sect you choose to offend, you shouldn’t offend the Jiang Sect, and no matter which person you choose to offend, you shouldn’t offend Jiang Cheng after all. ZeWu-Jun and Sandu Shengshou, from a glance their fighting styles were like oil and water. One took strength and agility as its main core, attacking the enemies relentlessly and overpowered them within a short span of time. While the other was like dripping rain, slow and gentle at first, but overtime, it became an enormous flood, greedily drowned their opponents in a single swept. If YunMengJiang’s sword style was like a purple butterfly, free of restriction, mightily flapped its wings to soar high into the night sky, then GusuLan’s sword style would be a flower, gracefully, beautifully bloom amidst the sun light, following a strict complicated patterns like layers of petals cradled together. Yes, from a glance it would seem that both styles were too different from each other to even work together. But it was a wrong perception. And that night, SiZhui and JingYi had the opportunity to open their eyes. The way Sect Leader Jiang charged forward with Sandu on one hand and Zidian on the other with Sect Leader Lan followed right behind with Liebing and Shuoyue ready to slam down the enemies. A storm of purple and blue streaks of light intertwined together and became a beautiful painting. The two styles, filling in for what the other lacked. After that night, no one would dare to comment that GusuLan and YunMengJiang’s sword styles couldn’t be combine. When returning from the night hunt, SiZhui went and asked Jin Ling to teach him a few of YunMengJiang’s skills. HanGuang-Jun didn’t like the idea, but apparently when one knew how to combine the two sword styles together, they perfectly complimented each other. Just like how Lan XiChen and Jiang Cheng were to each other. They may look different and had nothing in common in their personalities, they completed each other in the most harmonious way one could ever think of. “Really…” Jin Ling muttered to himself after listening to what SiZhui and JingYi had to say. Still he wasn’t completely convinced. “A-Ling, what do you think about ZeWu-Jun?” “Well, I mean he is the best person there is.” Jin Ling brought his finger to his chin, deep in thoughts, “I do have a good impression of ZeWu-Jun. When I first met him, he reminded me of someone that I used to be close with when I was around four years old.” Jin Ling rummaged through the pile of memories inside his head and began piercing them together. It had been such a long time, and he was still a child, so there were some memories that he couldn’t remember no matter what. But he still at least remembered about this person that he used to play with during his little time at Koi Tower. After losing both his parents, his uncle was burdened with the task of raising him, a one-month old baby. None of the elders of LanLingJin wanted to waste their time on him. Feeling fed up with all of their stupidity, his uncle brought him back to Lotus Pier and raised him in his parents’ stead. So to Jin Ling, his uncle was both his mother and father. Because of that, he ended up spending most of his time at YunMengJiang and only returned to LanLingJin’s Koi Tower for a few days a month. His other uncle, Jin GuangYao would spare some of his time to play with him. But with his position as being the Chief Cultivator, it demanded a lot from him. So most of the time that he spent at Koi Tower, he always played by himself. There were no other children around his age to play with, and the children that were older or smaller, afraid of him and didn’t want to come close. Jin Ling used to like sitting at the Pavilion by the western pond during the middle of the day. Because that was the only place in Koi Tower that reminded him of Lotus Pier. There weren’t any lotus flowers here though. May be he should take some from Lotus Pier with him next time. “Are you by yourself too?” Jin Ling looked down at the pond, seeing a red koi fish by itself. The fish as if understood what he said, raising its mouth slightly above the water surface. He smiled back at it, reaching out his hand, wanting to give it a touch. But when he was about to reach out his hand, the fish swam a little further away. Jin Ling tried to reach out further but the fish kept on swimming away from him. “What the hell is wrong with you? You don’t want to be my friend either?” Jin Ling became agitated, he leaned forward and forward, determined to catch that fish and teach it a lesson. But the next thing he knew, half of his body went over to the water, and he fell down. The pond wasn’t that deep, but for a kid of four years old, it was deep enough for him to drown. His feet couldn’t touch the ground, he struggled to stay floated. He was scared, he screamed, struggled even harder. He heard screams of the guards and servants nearby, panicking. “Uncle! Save me!” Water went into his mouth, preventing him from breathing. He was scared, he was afraid, but no matter how hard he struggled, his body felt heavy and heavier each passing seconds. Then, he felt his body got lifted up by a pair of strong arms. Within a few seconds, he was cradled inside a big board chest. It reminded him of his uncle, but except this person didn’t have the lotus scent. But it was a very pleasing and comforting scent. He liked it, it made him feel safe. Jin Ling frighteningly wrapped both his arms around that person’s neck. Tears streamed down his face like waterfalls. Everything around him disappeared, fear overtook all of his senses. His whole body trembled like a fragile flower under a storm. But a warm and gentle voice along with a caring pat on his back pulled him back from his fear.“Young Master Jin, don’t worry. You are safe now.” The voice rang deep near his ears, and Jin Ling felt his whole body slowly calmed down. His arms that wrapped around the man’s neck squeezed tighter. “I want my uncle…” “Don’t worry, your uncle is on the way. You will see him soon. So don’t be scared anymore, alright?” Jin Ling nodded his head, feeling warmth slowly engulfed his drenched body. He loved this person’s voice, it made him feel safe. He loved this person’s scent, it made him feel safe. “Jin Ling, are you okay?” “Uncle!” Jin Ling exclaimed, holding out his hand.Jin GuangYao took the kid into his arms, wrapping him in a dry towel, “You are not hurt anywhere are you?” “I’m okay. This mister here saved me.” Jin Ling crooked his head, pointing towards his savior. “Did you say thank you Jin Ling?” GuangYao asked. “Thank you, mister.” Jin Ling muttered, looking at the man cladding in a white outfit, he let out an aura like a deity and his face definitely didn’t look like a normal human. “Alright, lets get you dry up. You don’t want your uncle to worry about you now right?” Jin Ling nodded his head. When his uncle brought him away, he turned his eyes to look at the other man once more time. Who smiled back at him with a radiant smile. Even though the man himself was wet too from waist down, he still looked perfect no matter what. He had never seen anyone as beautiful and perfect as this. Both of his uncles couldn’t be compare. “Mister, are you a fairy?” He asked. “Unfortunately, I am not.” The man smiled, stroking his hair gently. “Oh…” He did end up feeling a bit disappointed at that time. The next few days, Jin Ling found himself following the man in white and clung onto him whenever he went. This mister didn’t shoo him away like his uncle did. He let him clung into his sleeve, as the older man slowed down so his baby steps could match his pace. Sometimes, he would pick him up and let him stay on his arm, and carrying him around. Everyone at Koi Tower seemed surprise at first, but they soon get used to the image of an adult man cladding in white, sometimes piggy back, sometimes carrying a four years old child of LanLingJin inside his arms. Both of them made a picturesque drawing that was painted by a master painter. “Mister, what is this on your waist?” Jin Ling asked when his eyes landed on a beautiful object that lit up with glint of sparkling white. “This is my xiao. Its name is Liebing.” The older man took out the xiao, and put it into Jin Ling’s lap. The kid became fascinated with its beautiful white color, as if it was made out of the first snow of winter. “What is a xiao?”                                                                                                              “It is an instrument that you can create music with it.” The man patiently explained, his eyes looked down at the curious kid with care and gentleness, “If Young Master Jin is interested, do you want me to play a song for you?”Never before had Jin Ling nodded his head so fast, even faster than when his uncle gave him sweets. The older man took back the xiao from Jin Ling’s hands, he stood up and let the instrument near his mouth. A soft sound like morning’s sunlight echoed through the garden. Jin Ling couldn’t stir his eyes away. It reminded him of waking up to the face of his uncle sitting next to him, patting his head asking if he want to have pork rib soup for breakfast. The sound sounded similar to the bell that his uncle hung on his waist too. He loved it. He loved hearing the chime of the bell when he went to sleep every night. But after today, he decided that the sound of his uncle’s bell was nowhere near this. “Mister, I knew it, you are a fairy.” Jin Ling exclaimed, his head clung tightly into the blue tassel of Liebing, yanking, “I will tell my uncle to invite you to Lotus Pier, and play the xiao for me everyday.” The older man in front of him remained silent for awhile, then he reached down his large hand, stroking his hair slowly, “If Sect Leader Jiang allowed, it would be my pleasure.” “That decided!” Jin Ling smiled widely from ear to ear. He tugged at the other man’s sleeve, demanding some candies, to which the latter happily obliged and picked him up as both of them walked towards the kitchen to get some candies.   When it was the end of the week, his uncle came to Koi Tower to take him back to Lotus Pier. Jin Ling ran up upon noticing his uncle from afar. But the first thing he heard, was his uncle yelling at him, anger filled his voice like he was mad. “What the hell did you do Jin Ling?” His uncle raised his voice, “How can you be so careless like that?” “I…I” Startled from the sudden raise of voice, Jin Ling started crying. Tears flowed down his pink cheek as he muttered in between muffles and incoherent sentences, “I, I was…Uwaahhhh!” “Sect Leader Jiang! Please don’t be too harsh on Young Master Jin. He is still a child after all.” Hearing a familiar voice from behind him, Jin Ling turned on his feet and ran into the open arms of the man that he had been closed with for the last few days. The older man picked him up, letting his small arms wrapped around his neck, his face and hot tears made a mess out of the man’s white collar. “How I reprimanded my nephew is none of your business. Let’s go Jin Ling.” Jin Ling felt himself being forcefully removed as his uncle carried him away. Jin Ling looked back at the older man that he had grown to like during his short stay at Koi Tower. The older man looked at him and his uncle with a sad expression, and the grip he had on his xiao shook slightly. At the time, Jin Ling didn’t understand what those gestures meant, but he was extremely sad, because that was the last time he saw the older man. He was his first friend. SiZhui and JingYi exchanged a look when Jin Ling finished his story. “I remembered asking my uncle to invite him to Lotus Pier but every time he just yelled at me.” Jin Ling lowered his eyes, drowning himself in the melancholy of the past. It was one of the happiest moment of his childhood.“A-Ling, you never asked for that mister’s name?” SiZhui asked, his lips curled into a wide smile. “I completely forgot.” “Should I tell him?” YingJi whispered into SiZhui’s ear. SiZhui just smiled and shook his head, “He will find out eventually.” 
  “What do they look like to you?”   
“They look happy. Very happy. ZeWu-Jun smile a lot more when he is with Sect Leader Jiang.” SiZhui replied. “But ZeWu-Jun smiles all the time though.” Jin Ling raised his eyebrows, in his head he started to count how many times that he saw ZeWu-Jun actually smiled in one day. He suddenly lost count.“I am talking about a genuine and happy smile. Not the ceremonious smile that he often dons on for greetings purposes.” SiZhui looked at Jin Ling and explained.Jin Ling eyed both of the Lan disciples before him, then he gave up, “Well, I guess I have to agree…Uncle seems to be a lot more easy-going lately. He doesn’t yell at me much anymore and let me go wherever I want. He also…smiles more too. “I guess…they look happy together.” Jin Ling scratched his hair, “But I still think it was a big loss for ZeWu-Jun to spend the rest of his life with a short-tempered person like my uncle though.”“A-Ling…”“Young Mistress…”
  YunMengJiang Sect

   “What do you think about XiCheng?” 
 The members of YunMengJiang were a bit surprised when they learned about the relationship of their Sect Leader and ZeWu-Jun. But they somewhat anticipated it.The amount of questionable times that ZeWu-Jun spent at Lotus Pier got all the disciples thinking whether it was true that GusuLan Sect Leader did have a lot of free time. Unlike their Sect Leader who was busy from early morning to late into the night without a moment of rest. “Thanks to ZeWu-Jun’s presence, our Sect Leader has started to care more about his well-being. Or more like ZeWu-Jun is the one that force him to take a better care of his well-being.” Jiang head servant commented, “For that, ZeWu-Jun has the entire YunMengJiang sect’s gratitude.” A lot of Jiang junior disciples were really close to and idolized ZeWu-Jun. ZeWu-Jun was like the father figure that they didn’t know they needed. Sect Leader Jiang was well known for his harsh and brutal personalities. His teachings were strict like a hot sun on a midday of mid summer. On the other hand, ZeWu-Jun was like a cool and gentle breeze in march, who would compliment them and tell them they were doing great. They often found themselves flocking around ZeWu-Jun whenever he stopped by the training field. They also were in high spirits when ZeWu-Jun accompanied them on their night hunts. “If all of you like him so much, why don’t just quit YunMengJiang and join GusuLan sect instead?” Sect Leader Jiang screamed at them one day. All of them were prepared to experience the wrath of Sandu Shengshou until ZeWu-Jun arrived and save them by stopping their Sect Leader from whipping people with Zidian. “WanYin, don’t be angry. Haste does not bring success, which levels these kids can cultivate to depends on their own chances. They are still young, if you push them so hard, it may accomplish the very opposite.” “Good ah ZeWu-Jun, who are you to interfere with the way I train my sect’s disciples?” Sect Leader Jiang made a sneering remark. The purple ring on his fore finger lit up with sparkling thunder. That alone sent waves of terror across the entire training field. ZeWu-Jun however, answered it with a radiant smile full of confidence, “I am the future lady* of Jiang Sect Leader of YunMengJiang.” “Y-you!” Jiang Cheng yelled in an attempt to cover up the fact that his whole face lit up with embarrassment. Zidian formed whip, flying towards the man cladding in white clothes. Other disciples who were presented at the training ground were shock at the sudden outburst of their leader. Their Sect Leader attacked ZeWu-Jun. How would they explain to GusuLan Sect if ZeWu-Jun were to get injured? But ZeWu-Jun on the other hand, still smiling. His body didn’t even flinch when Zidian was merely a few inches away from him. Unlike other junior disciples whose cultivation level weren’t as well developed. Lan XiChen didn’t feel any harmful intent running through Zidian. He reached out his hand, unfazed, about to catch Zidian within his fingers. But then suddenly, the whip turned into thin strips of purple light. The strips of light wrapped itself around Lan XiChen’s palm, then extending to his ring finger, when they stopped and formed a silver ring with purple crystal.Both Jiang Cheng and the disciples stared at the silver ring that sat obediently on Sect Leader Lan’s finger. Even Lan XiChen himself was completely dumbfounded for a few seconds before he realized what was going on. “WanYin, I’m very happy, this is the best proposal I could have ever imagined.” “Zidian has recognized ZeWu-Jun as its master!!!! ZeWu-Jun is going to be Lotus Pier’s Lady!!! Lotus Pier is going to have a new master.” The disciples’ scream could be heard from all the way of the training field to the main gate. “YOU ALL SHUT UP OR I’M GONNA BREAK ALL OF YOUR LEGS!!” Sect Leader Jiang shouted, his face was redder than a ripe tomato. That day, thanks to the interference of ZeWu-Jun, the entire Lotus Pier was spared from bloodbath.
   “What do they look like to everyone?” 
“Happy, happy and definitely happy. It is YunmengJiang’s honor to have ZeWu-Jun as our Lady. We couldn’t ask for a better person.” Jiang Sect’s head servant took out a small handkerchief, wiping the happy tears that start forming at the corner of his eyes, “ZeWu-Jun satisfied every conditions that our Sect Leader was looking for in a partner, except the not too high cultivation level part. But more importantly, our Sect Leader won’t be single for the rest of his life.” Jiang’s head servant, please never say that in front of Sect Leader Jiang or else you could say goodbye to both of your legs.
   Lan QiRen
 “What do you think about XiCheng?” Haizzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
   “What do they look like to you? 
 “They can do whatever they want. I’m too old to care for everything.” Lan QiRen slammed the door behind him and walked away, sighing to himself, “Why does both of my nephews’ wives have to be from YunMengJiang?? Haizzzzz!!!”'
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