Lan Xichen looked around in shock as he suddenly found himself in an ancient temple. "What the hell have you done? Where are we?" He asked Wei Ying, who was standing next to him.

"This is the temple that was the home of me and my siblings for many years." Replied Wei Ying smiling and stroking one of the pillars.

"And why did you bring me here?"

"Because I need to talk to you."

"And about what?"

"Can I tell you something before I tell you why I want to talk to you alone?"

"Yes, of course."

"Back when our father banished us from the underworld and from his kingdom, we came here. The people who lived here and built us the Temple, quickly became dear to my siblings' hearts. My siblings fell in love with the people and were deeply saddened every time their loved ones aged and died. Eventually, they had enough of having to say goodbye to their loved ones over and over again and wanted to give them the gift of immortality. What they didn't know was that they were creating the first vampires. Long before the story of Jesus."

"Okay and then?"

"Well, since the new "superhumans" as my siblings called them, could only feed on blood, my siblings fed them their blood. The strong blood of demigods. This made the vampires so strong that even my siblings were powerless against them. At some point my siblings tried to kill the vampires, but failed and the vampires fled the temple and created more vampires. My siblings tried everything to stop the vampire plague. But they killed one vampire and two new ones were created. They realized that they had no chance to win. So they did the only thing left for them to do. They asked our father for help. The latter fought the vampires with his demon army. They caught almost all of them. But only almost. The Inquisitor is one of those vampires who escaped. And since then, he's become even stronger than you could ever imagine."

"Are you telling me that even with three or four of us, we can't defeat him?"

"Yes. However, there is a possibility. But it's not that easy."

"And what possibility is that?"

"A weapon forged in the underworld."

"Um okay. So what's the problem? Surely you could get this weapon or?"

"The weapon in question is a double-edged sword. And yes, I can get this sword."

"Good, then Wangji or I can kill him with it."

"No, you can't. Because only someone who is descended from the underworld can wield that sword."

"You are descended from the underworld, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"Then you must kill the inquisitor with the sword."

"I know."

"But?"

"But this sword is very special. It can kill anyone and anything. But it takes a tribute from the one who wields it."

"I kind of dare not ask what kind of tribute it takes."

"It takes a life for a life."

"What? That means you could use it to kill the Inquisitor, but then you'd have to die yourself, too?"

"Yes. And I'm afraid that this sword is the only one that can kill the Inquisitor. This sword and my father. But I don't want to ask my father for help. I can't do that."

"And I can't let you die. That would destroy my little brother!"

"But there is no other way. And because of Lan Zhan, I already have an idea."

"What is it?"

"After I kill the Inquisitor with the sword, I have about two hours left before I die too. I have a potion that I will mix him and the others in their blood and drinks. They will get very tired from it. And once they wake up, they won't be able to remember me. I want to ask you, while they are asleep, to bury my body and dispose of all my belongings."

"No...I can't do that."

"Lan Xichen! Do you want to see the Inquisitor finally dead or not?"

"Of course. But not at that price!"

"But you have no other choice. For nothing and no one else will be able to kill the Inquisitor. I already made this plan before coming here and decided to do it. So I am not making this decision hastily and without thinking."

"But Wei Ying..."

"I'm asking you to do this for me. You can, after burying me and disposing of my belongings, also take of the potion. Then you will also forget about me."

"I don't know if I can."

"Then do it for your brother."

"But..."

"Please. See here? This is the potion. There is enough for everyone. Even three drops are enough. And here in my room I have the sword. It's all there. I'll get us as close to the Inquisitor as I can tonight. You distract the soldiers and I'll kill the Inquisitor. And it will all be over tomorrow." Said Wei Ying.

Lan Xichen sat down on a stone stool and looked speechlessly at the vial of potion. "May I see the sword?" He asked after five or six seconds.

Wei Ying took out the sword and showed it to him. When Xichen put his hand on the hilt, an incredible burning pain ran through him. He had to withdraw his hand immediately. Wei Ying then demonstratively placed his hand on the handle of the sword and Xichen realized that Wei Ying had told the truth about the sword.

"Alright, I'll do it. But tell me one thing, will it be painful for you when you die?"

"I've never died before. So I don't know. But I don't think it will be painful."

"Okay. And what do we tell the others why we were gone?"

"We tell them that I asked you to help me get this sword."

"Wangji won't believe that."

"Yes he will. In fact, he'll be pleased. Because he wants us to get along and trust and help each other."

"All right. Then take us back now."

"Uh-huh. And thank you for doing this for me."

"I'm doing it for my little brother."

"I know." Said Wei Ying and brought himself and Lan Xichen back.

Lan Zhan immediately wanted to know where the two had disappeared to and why. They both told the previously agreed upon lie and as Wei Ying had already guessed, Lan Zhan was very happy that the two were getting along so well. And Wei Ying explained that he had found a way to locate the Inquisitor and then would teleport everyone to him that very night. And he asked Yanara to stay with Rouhan when they set out to kill the Inquisitor. Although she was confused at first, she agreed, as she wanted to spend some time alone with Rouhan.

While Wei Ying talked, Lan Xichen looked at him silently with a guilty conscience. He would most like to tell his little brother what Wei Ying's real plan is, so Lan Zhan could talk him out of it. But he also knows that Wei Ying was right and that without him they would never be strong enough to kill the Inquisitor.

In the evening, Youn and Ali finally woke up from their deep sleep. They were completely confused and immediately drank several cups of water and ate everything they could get their hands on. Lan Zhan laughed with delight and was relieved that the two of them woke up and laughed heartily as well, because of the mistake in boiling up the medicine.

When midnight came, Lan Zhan, Lan Xichen, and Meng Yao stood around Wei Ying and touched his shoulders. He teleported them to an old barn belonging to an abandoned farm. From there, they could see the soldiers who had set up their camps in front of the old farmhouse. Most of the soldiers were asleep. Only a few were awake and keeping watch.

Because all the soldiers are vampires, it was like a sensory overload for Lan Zhan and Lan Xichen as they tried to use their senses to figure out where in the house the Inquisitor is and how many of his soldiers are in the house. Meng Yao was also unable to use his keen senses. However, Wei Ying, who is neither a vampire nor a werewolf and does not rely on those senses, was different.

"Okay, I know where he is now. He's in the upstairs bedroom. And he's alone. His guards are all downstairs outside and in the house. I'll take us to the bedroom now." Said Wei Ying and asked the three to touch him on the shoulder again.

Seconds later, the four of them found themselves in the Inquisitor's bedroom. William was asleep and hadn't even noticed their infiltration. They knew they would have to be quick now. They walked as quietly as they could to his bed. Lan Zhan and Lan Xichen each grabbed one of his arms and Meng Yao sat on his legs while Wei Ying brought out his sword and stood over the Inquisitor.

The inquisitor laughed at first. But then he recognized Wei Ying's face. "What?" He asked in shock.

"Hello Maged. You look old." Wei Ying replied.

"Why are you here? Do you want to do now what you failed to do then? If so, let me tell you that you won't succeed! I have become even stronger since then. My skin is invulnerable!"

"Well, I think you're wrong. Because this sword here is a weapon that was created in the underworld. And this sword is older than you are. It kills everything and everyone!"

"Why?"

"Why? Well, I'm afraid with so many people you've killed or turned in your long life, you're going to have a hard time remembering the two on your right and left. But it's those two who want you dead more than anyone else."

"Who are you?"

Lan Zhan and his brother were stunned that William couldn't even remember them. "You once gave me the gift of immortality, unasked and unwanted, after you tortured and killed all the people in my village and to punish me with it. I cannot return the gift to you. But I can make sure that you can never do such a thing to anyone again." Said Lan Zhan angrily.

"And you also unasked and unwillingly took my life and turned me into a vampire. You kept me as a captive on your islands for 29 years. And I want revenge for all the young girls and slaves you took advantage of and killed!" Said Lan Xichen.

"Hey, we don't have time for long speeches. We should hurry up." Reminded Meng Yao uneasily. Lan Zhan and Xichen nodded. Wei Ying raised the sword, pointed it at the Inquisitor's heart, and rammed it into his heart with a quick powerful thrust!

The inquisitor stared in disbelief at his chest where the sword was stuck. He coughed up blood and gasped. Wei Ying went down on his knees and Lan Zhan looked at him in shock. Xichen distracted Lan Zhan and handed him a sword. "I hear someone coming up." He said quietly as Wei Ying slowly stood back up.

Suddenly the door was pushed open and four knights in golden armor came running into the bedroom. Lan Zhan and Xichen were getting ready for battle. But suddenly everything around them darkened. A black hole appeared in the room with flashes of lightning. Wei Ying's father stepped out of the black hole and with him was André. Behind them, hundreds of demonic creatures came running out of the black hole and pounced on the soldiers in the golden armor. The other creatures rushed out of the room and pounced on the soldiers who were in and outside the house.

The God of the Underworld approached the bed and took the sword from Wei Ying's hands. He said nothing, but embraced his son. Then he looked down at the dying William. He placed his hand on his chest and pressed it into the wound caused by the sword. The inquisitor roared in pain as the god of the underworld tore his heart from his chest. "I will see you again in hell. And be happy. For I have already prepared a chamber of pain for you!" He said to the Inquisitor as he drew his last breath.

"Father." Said Wei Ying and fell into his father's arms.

The God of the Underworld hugged Wei Ying tightly. "I know my son. I know. You don't have to say anything."

"I thank you father."

"That's all right. I would have been happy if I had known about your plan sooner."

"I'm sorry."

"I know my dear Teremun. But now take your mate and your friends and spend some quality time together. I will come for you when the time comes." He whispered the last.

"Thank you father. See you later." Whispered Wei Ying and walked over to Lan Zhan. "We'll return to the others now." He said to him and Lan Zhan called Xichen and Meng Yao over so Wei Ying could teleport them back to the campsite.

Back with the others, Lan Xichen prepared blood, wine and water for everyone to celebrate. "Today we celebrate the victory over the Inquisitor. Let's raise our cups and toast our success." Said Xichen, making everyone drink Wei Ying's potion. Only he himself didn't drink anything yet and just pretended to.

It didn't take long for everyone to fall asleep. Wei Ying had already become very weak and could finally stop pretending to be fine. He snuggled up to the sleeping Lan Zhan and kissed him. "If fate wills it, we will meet again. Until then, take good care of yourself and try not to fall in love with anyone else." He said with a smile.

Xichen sat down next to Wei Ying and held his hand. "I will take care of Wangji for you. And I hope we will meet again someday."

Wei Ying nodded and smiled. "I am sure we will meet again. I saw the future of Lan Zhan and me. I just know that this is not the end of us." He handed Xichen a cup of blood. "Go ahead and drink it. There's no potion in it."

Xichen took the cup, drank the blood inside, and suddenly felt strange. "But this is... why... what?"

"Sorry. I lied. There was also the potion of oblivion in it. I will use the last of my strength and teleport to the temple. I already secretly disposed of my belongings earlier. Now go to sleep." Said Wei Ying and Xichen collapsed to the side and fell asleep.

Wei Ying kissed Lan Zhan once more and then teleported to the temple. He dragged himself to his chamber with the last of his strength and lay down on his bed. The sword beside him began to glow brightly and at that moment Wei Ying's father came and sat with his son on the bed. He stroked his cheek and held his hand. "It's okay my son. You can stop fighting now. Daddy is here to take you home."

"Yes daddy, take me home." Breathed Wei Ying softly. His father lifted him up in his arms and carried him through a black hole. When his father took him to his old room and laid him on the bed, Wei Ying took his last breath.