Three days later, Wei WuXian said goodbye to Wen Ning. Carrying Jiang Cheng on his back, he walked for a while and borrowed a small house from a forest guard.

"I still can't believe that Young Master Jiang lose his golden core." said MianMian.

"Wait, if Jiang-xiong lose his golden core then how could he wield Zidian?" asked Nie Huaisang.

"I remember that he still uses Zidian just fine in the future." he added.

"Yeah, why did I forgot about that?" asled Jiang Cheng.

"Probably, Wei Wuxian's forgetfulness was rubbed onto me." he added.

Wei Wuxian pouted at him.

"I am worried about you but here you are, blaming me for forgetting things." he said.

He closed the door and pulled out the needle in Jiang Cheng’s head. He opened his eyes only after a long time had passed.

He did wake up, but he didn’t move at all. He was so uninterested that he didn’t even turn around or ask ‘where is this’. He didn’t drink any water, he didn’t eat any food. It seemed that all he sought for was death.

"You shouldn't be like that, Jiang-xiong." said Nie Huaisang.

"Xichen-ge might entered seclusion if you killed yourself." he added.

"That won't happen." said Wei Wuxian.

"Of course it won't." said Jiang Cheng.

"Just let me rest then maybe after a few more days, I will come back to myself and accept the fact that I won't be able to cultivate even though I know that in the future I still can." he added.

"As long as no one will lie to me or hide something that I might regret later on." he whispered.

Wei WuXian, “Do you really want to die?”

Jiang Cheng, “I can’t seek revenge even when I’m alive. Why shouldn’t I die? Maybe I’ll be able to turn into a ferocious ghost.”

Wei WuXian, “You’ve been undergoing soul-calming ceremonies ever since you were young. You won’t be able to turn into a ferocious ghost even after you die.”

Jiang Cheng, “If I can’t seek revenge no matter if I’m dead or alive, then what’s the difference between the two?”

After he said this, he wouldn’t speak again no matter what.

"Don't think like that, Wanyin." said Lan Xichen.

"If you want revenge then I will give it to you." he added.

Jiang Cheng just hugged him tightly.

Wei WuXian sat by the bed. He looked at him for a while. Slapping his knees, he stood up and began to busy himself.

When evening came, he had finally finished making a meal. He placed everything onto the table, “Get up. It’s time for dinner.”

"Even if I'm sick, weak, and need to eat, I won't eat whatever you cooked, Wei Wuxian." said Jiang Cheng.

"Lets see how I can make you eat." said Wei Wuxian with a grin.

"I want to see Jiang-xiong's reaction." said Nie Huaisang.

Of course, Jiang Cheng ignored him. Wei WuXian sat in front of the table. He picked up his own chopsticks, “If you don’t replenish your strength, how can we go take back your golden core?”

Hearing the words ‘golden core’, Jiang Cheng finally blinked. Wei WuXian continued, “That’s right. Don’t doubt it. You didn’t hear wrong. What I said is to ‘take back your golden core’.”

"What are you talking about?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"That's impossible." said Wen Qing.

"As I said before, a core can never be mended." he added.

"But, I won't say that to Jiang Cheng just to get his hopes high." said Wei Wuxian.

"So there's is a way to mend a core?" asked Wen Rouhan.

"Never heard of that." he added.

Wen Qing just looked at Wei Wuxian.

Jiang Cheng moved his lips. His throat was dry, “… You know how?”

Wei WuXian spoke in a calm voice, “I do.”

He turned around, “You’ve known since a long time ago that my mother, ZangSe SanRen, was a pupil of BaoShan SanRen, haven’t you?”

The sentence was only a few words long. However, it immediately lit up the lifeless eyes of Jiang Cheng.

BaoShan SanRen, a legendary celestial who had lived for hundreds of years, a secluded master who was said to be able to revive the dead, give flesh to bones!

"Oh yeah, only if you knew where she lives." said Su She in a mocking tone.

"Can you shut the f*ck up? How many times should my brother-in-law use the silencing spell on you for you to learn your lesson?" asked Wei Wuxian angrily.

"A man like him will never learn his lessons as long as he can insult you." said Jin Zixuan.

"But, do you really know where she lives?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"No." Wei Wuxian answered.

"But, maybe in the future I do." he added with a nervous laugh.

Jiang Cheng just stared at him.

His voice trembled, “You mean… You mean…”

Wei WuXian spoke clearly, “I mean that I know in the name ‘BaoShan’ which mountain is being embraced. This means that I can take you to BaoShan SanRen.”

Jiang Cheng, “… But, but isn’t it that you can’t remember the things from when you were young?!”

Wei WuXian, “It isn’t that I can’t remember anything. There are a few fragmented pieces having been repeated many times that I haven’t forgotten yet. I’ve always remembered the voice of a woman repeating something to me, telling me a location and many other things. The voice said that if I find myself in an absolutely desperate situation, I can go up the mountain and ask the immortals on the mountain for help.”

"You're making it up." said Jiang Cheng.

"I agree with Jiang-gongzi." said Xiao Xingchen.

"My master will never do that." he added.

"Maybe I was lucky that she got to say that to me." said Wei Wuxian.

"I refuse to believe that." said Jiang Cheng.

"Aiyaa! At least your core was mended, Jiang-xiong." said Nie Huaisang.

"Wei Wuxian, if I find out that you're lying about this, you'll know what I'm going to with you." said Jiang Cheng.

"Trust me, ChengCheng." said Wei Wuxian.

Jiang Cheng rolled off the bed.

He threw himself over to the table. Wei WuXian pushed the bowl and the chopsticks in front of him, “Eat.”

Clinging onto the table, Jiang Cheng was thrilled, “I…”

Wei WuXian, “Eat. We can talk while eating. Or else I won’t say anything.”

"You can't do that." said Jiang Cheng.

"Oh I can." laughed Wei Wuxian.

"Finally, you're energy is back." he added.

"Thank you for that, Wuxian." said Lan Xichen with a smile.

"No worries, Xichen-ge." said Wei Wuxian.

Jiang Cheng could only bring himself onto the stool. Chopsticks in hand, he swept food into his mouth. He had been feeling utterly hopeless, yet he suddenly found that it could still turn around and the world was beautiful behind him. He was so excited that he felt as though flames lit up around him. Unsettled, he didn’t even know that he held his chopsticks from the wrong end. Seeing that he finally began to eat, however distracted, Wei WuXian continued, “I’ll take you there in a few days.”

Jiang Cheng, “Today!”

"You're that excited?" asked Wei Wuxian with a laugh.

"He is. Look at how he held the chopsticks." laughed Nie Huaisang.

"That's because it's a new hope for me in cultivation." said Jiang Cheng.

"I can cultivate again." he added.

Wei WuXian, “What are you scared of? Over a hundred year old Immortals, could they disappear in just these few days? It’s a few days later because there are many taboos in this. I’ll have to tell them about you carefully. Or else, if you do something that’s forbidden, it’ll be all over if you anger the master. Both of us would be over.”

Jiang Cheng stared at him, eyes wide open, hoping that he’d tell him some more. Wei WuXian continued, “When you go up the mountain, you can’t open your eyes and look around, you can’t remember the scenery on the mountain, you can’t see the people there. Remember, no matter what they tell you to do, you have to do it.”

Jiang Cheng, “Okay!”

Wei WuXian, “And, here’s the most important point. If you’re asked who you are, you have to say that you’re the son of ZangSe SanRen. You can’t reveal your true identity!”

Jiang Cheng, “Okay!”

"Why would I be?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"Because other than my master's disciples, no one can know what the mountain looks like." said Xiao Xingchen.

"There's a part of me saying that it was a lie." said Jiang Cheng.

"I won't lie to you, ChengCheng." said Wei Wuxian.

It was likely that no matter what things Wei WuXian told him to do, Jiang Cheng would say yes with watering eyes. Wei WuXian concluded, “Alright, let’s eat. Replenish our strength and boost our energy. I’ll have to prepare during the next few days.”

Jiang Cheng had finally realized that he held his chopsticks wrong. He turned them over and ate a few more mouthfuls. It was so spicy that his eyes grew red. He still couldn’t help but curse, “… Tastes terrible!”

"Didn't even say thank you on my effort for making the food." Wei Wuxian said with a pout.

"Because it really tastes terrible." said Jiang Cheng.

"I suggest that in your free time, instead of flirting you should learn how to cook with a-jie." he added.

"I'm so willing to teach you, a-xian." said Jiang Yanli.

"Sure, shijie. I can also bring Lan Zhan with me." said Wei Wuxian while Lan Wangji nod his head.

After days of continuously being asked about the details of BaoShan SanRen, Wei WuXian set off with Jiang Cheng. After a long journey, they arrived at the bottom of one of the remote mountains in Yiling.

The mountain was lively with green plants. Its top was surrounded by cloud and mist. There was indeed some sense of heavenliness to it. Yet, it was still somewhat far away from the celestial mountain that everyone thought it was. During the past few days, Jiang Cheng had always been suspicious. He sometimes suspected that Wei WuXian was lying to him, and at other times suspected that Wei WuXian had heard wrong or remembered wrong from when he was young, he was constantly worrying whether or not they’d be able to find it. When he saw the mountain, he began to suspect again, “Is this really where BaoShan SanRen lives?”

"No." answered Xiao Xingchen.

"My dear nephew, what are you planning to do?" he asked.

"How would I know?" asked Wei Wuxian.

"Wei Wuxian, I already said that you're lying. It's okay if I don't have a golden core, you know. As long as I have you and a-jie." said Jiang Cheng.

"If you did something against my will which I can say you will really do that time, lets see what will happen." he added.

"But, I won't lie to you in that kind of situation." said Wei Wuxian.

"Believe me, you'll get your golden core back." he added.

Wei WuXian sounded certain, “It’s definitely here. Is there any use of me lying to you? So that you can be happy for a few days and then receive an even bigger disappointment?”

Similar conversations had already happened countless times between the two. Wei WuXian walked up half of the mountain with him, “Alright. Now, I won’t be able to go any further up with you.”

He took out a piece of cloth and covered Jiang Cheng’s eyes with it. He told him over and over again, “You must never, never open your eyes. There aren’t any beasts on the mountain. I’d rather you walk slower. Even if you fall, you can’t pull the cloth away. You must not be curious. Remember, just say that you’re Wei WuXian. You know how to answer the questions?”

The matter was crucial as to whether or not he could form a core again and seek revenge. Of course Jiang Cheng didn’t dare be careless. He nodded nervously.

"I'm getting anxious." said Jiang Cheng.

"Of course you will." said Wei Wuxian with a smile.

"Jiujiu, Wei-daijiu, just how much do you two love each other?" asked Jin Ling.

"Why are you asking that?" asked Jiang Cheng with a frown.

Jin Ling smiled.

"I guess, you really loved one another so much." he whispered.

"What's wrong, a-ling?" asked Sizhui.

"It's hard when you're the only one who knows what really happened yet can't share it because you're afraid of them." said Jin Ling.

"You're getting weird." said Jingyi.

"You'll know it, sooner or later." said Jin Ling.

He turned around and slowly began to walk up the mountain. Wei WuXian, “I’ll be waiting for you in the town back there!”

After he watched Jiang Cheng’s slowly moving silhouette for a while, he turned around as well and walked onto another of the mountain paths.

"Where are you going?" Jiang Cheng asked suspiciously.

"That's not the path we took to go up the mountain." he added.

"Stop asking me, I don't know anything." said Wei Wuxian.

"You're getting suspicious." said Jiang Cheng while glaring at the screen.

Jiang Cheng had been in the mountain for seven days.

The town that they had agreed to meet in was built amid the mountains. It was rather remote. There weren’t many people inside. The roads were both thin and bumpy. There weren’t even any street vendors on the side.

Wei WuXian was squatting on the side of the road. He glanced at the direction of the mountain. There was still no sight of Jiang Cheng. Hands on his knees, he stood up before feeling his head spin. Wobbling for a few moments, he walked toward the only teahouse in the town.

"You seemed weak." said Jin Zixuan.

"Like you've undergone something." he added.

"Sitting for a long time can make you weak too." said Wei Wuxian.

"That's different." said Jiang Cheng.

"Oh come on, stop being suspicious of my future self. He didn't do anything." said Wei Wuxian.

"You don't know." said Jiang Cheng.

The teahouse was likely the only building in the town that wasn’t crude. Just as he entered, a waiter went up to him with a smile, “What would you like?”

Wei WuXian was immediately alarmed.

Within the past few days, he’d been on the run and never had the time to clean himself up. He could almost be described as grimy. When most teahouse waiters saw such a look, he’d be lucky if they didn’t kick him out right away. Coming over with such enthusiasm seemed a bit too fake.

"That's not so good." said Wei Wuxian.

"Get out of there." said Jiang Cheng.

"Something not so good is about to happen." said Nie Huaisang.

"Ever since the fall of our Lotus Pier, we can't expect that something good will happen." said Jiang Cheng.

"A-xian, be careful." said Jiang Yanli.

"Nothing bad will happen to me, shijie." said Wei Wuxian.

"Stop saying that when we already knew that it's not true." said Jiang Cheng.

He quickly scanned around the shop. The accountant stood behind the counter, appearing as though he wanted to bury his face into the account booklet. Around half a dozen people sat scattered around ten tables. Many of them were wearing capes, drinking tea with their heads low as if they were hiding something.

Immediately, Wei WuXian spun around to leave. However, just one step outside of the teahouse, a tall, dark shadow had hovered over him and struck him hard in the chest.

Wei WuXian smashed into two tables. The waiter and the accountant ran outside, panicking. All of the people inside took off their capes, revealing the sun robes that they wore inside. Wen ZhuLiu stepped over the threshold and stood in front of Wei WuXian. Looking at how he struggled to get up and then at his palm, he seemed to be thinking. Somebody kicked at the bent of Wei WuXian’s knees, forcing him to hit the ground.

"Those Wen-dogs." Jiang Cheng muttered angrily.

"Is something wrong, Zhuliu?" asked Wen Rouhan.

"Why are you asking him? Clearly there's something wrong because your son is about to beat Wei Wuxian to death." said Jiang Cheng.

"Calm down, little Jiang. I am asking him about something." said Wen Rouhan.

"The brat did something impossible." said Wen Qing.

"It's hard for him to escape now." said Jin Zixuan.

"Then, I will face them until my death." said Wei Wuxian as the hand holding his waist tightened.

Wen Chao’s face appeared in his sight, full of cruel excitement, “You’re down already?! You brat, didn’t you jump around quite a bit back in the cave of the Xuanwu of Slaughter? You’re finished with just a strike? Hahahaha, keep on jumping, look at how arrogant you were!”

Wang LingJiao’s impatient voice appeared as well, “Quick! Young Master Wen, chop off his hand! He still owes us an arm!”

"You won't dare!" Jiang Cheng shouted in rage as he glared at the couple.

Wang LingJiao seemed to recover some of her energy.

"Wen Chao, no one will defend you." said Wen Rouhan.

"You're on yourself now." he added.

Wen Chao, “No, no, no, let’s not hurry. We’ve finally found the brat. Chopping off his hand causes too much bleeding. If he dies soon afterwards then it wouldn’t be fun anymore. First melt his core. I want to hear him scream like how that little bastard Jiang Cheng did!”

Wang LingJiao, “Then melt his core first, then chop off his hand!”

"You can't melt his golden core." said Wen Qing.

"Why not?" asked Wen Chao.

"How can you melt something that doesn't exist anymore?" she asked in a whisper that people failed to hear.

As they were discussing on the side, Wei WuXian spat out some blood, “Sure! Whatever torture techniques you’ve got, bring them out!”

Wang LingJiao grinned, “Mark your words.”

Wen Chao scorned, “You’re so close to your death and you’re still playing the hero!”

"You can't kill me." said Wei Wuxian with a smirk.

"I can. Watch and see." said Wen Chao.

"No, watch and see how you'll die." said Wei Wuxian.

Wei WuXian laughed coldly, “It’s precisely because I’m close to my death that I’m so happy! What I’m scared of is that I won’t die. If you have the guts then torture me! The more cruel the better. After I die, I’ll definitely become a ferocious ghost and haunt the QishanWen Sect day and night, cursing all of you!”

Hearing this, Wen Chao actually hesitated. After all, disciples of famous clans, like Jiang FengMian and Yu ZiYuan, had been affected by their clan and their clan’s treasures since they were young. When they grew up, they’d receive countless soul-calming ceremonies so that there was only a miniscule chance of them becoming ferocious ghosts. But Wei WuXian was different. He was the son of a servant. He didn’t grow up in the Jiang Sect since birth, either. He didn’t have the chance to go through so many ceremonies. If after he really died with too much resentful energy and became a ferocious ghost to haunt them, it’d be quite a pain. And, of the torture that he had received when he was alive, the greater in number, the more scattered, the more cruel they were, the fiercer, the more difficult that the ghost he formed after he had died would be.

"You won't turn into one." said Wen Chao.

"Oh, you're just scared." said Wei Wuxian.

"A-xian won't die." said Jiang Yanli.

"It seemed that I can't assure you anymore, shijie." said Wei Wuxian with a sad smile.

Seeing this, Wang LingJiao hurried, “Young Master Wen, don’t listen to his nonsense. Not everyone can become ferocious ghosts after they die. Time, place, situation—all of these need to be just right. Besides, even if he really did become one, couldn’t the QishanWen Sect handle this single ghost? We’ve been trying to catch him for so long. Wasn’t it all to punish him? Don’t tell me that just because of him boasting for a while that you’ll let him go?”

Wen Chao, “Of course not!”

"You'll regret it." said Nie Huaisang.

"I won't regret anything as long as I killed that man." said Wen Chao.

"Lets see then." said Nie Huaisang with a smile.

Knowing that he’d definitely die, Wei WuXian somehow grew calmer. The bone-deep hatred within him settled into iron-cold determination. Looking at his expression, although Wen Chao was annoyed, he somehow felt fear. He kicked his stomach, “You’re still putting on the act! Who do you want to scare?! Whose hero are you pretending to be?!”

The group of disciples beat up Wei WuXian with him. After he felt that it was enough, Wen Chao finally ordered, “Enough!”

Wei WuXian spat out another mouthful of blood. His heart was set, It’s time to kill me? It won’t be much different even if I die. It won’t be any worse than living, and there’s a one-in-three chance for me to become a ferocious ghost and seek revenge!

Thinking of this, he felt an unparalleled thrill.

"Stop thinking like that, you won't die." said Jiang Cheng.

"How I want to see Jiang Wanyin teared up seeing how I will kill his precious elder brother." laughed Wen Chao.

"You're not the one who will have the last laugh, Wen Chao." said Jiang Cheng.

Yet, Wen Chao spoke, “Wei Ying, you’re always thinking that you’re not scared of anything, that you’re brave and you’re mighty, aren’t you?”

Wei WuXian answered in surprise, “Huh, so even Wen-dogs can speak the human tongue?”

Wen Chao slammed his fist down. His smile was hideous, “Just keep on showing off, showing off how good with words you are. I’d like to see just how much longer you can keep up the hero act for!”

"If you will do something to my mother, I won't have a second thought to kill you." said Sizhui.

"Not you, it's me." said Jiang Cheng.

"I will be the one to kill him." he added.

"Jiang-jiujiu, you have that woman to kill so leave Wen Chao to me." said Sizhui.

"That's not possible, nephew of mine." said Jiang Cheng.

"It could be, dearest uncle." said Sizhui with a smile.

"Shut it you two. I will be the one to kill him." said Wei Wuxian.

He ordered for his subordinates to hold Wei WuXian down. Wen ZhuLiu walked over and pulled him up from the ground. Wei WuXian managed to raise his head. He looked at the person who killed Jiang FengMian and Madam Yu, and destroyed Jiang Cheng’s golden core. He seared his face and his cold expression into his heart.

Along with him, the Wen Sect’s people flew with their swords. The town and the mountains grew farther and farther away. Wei WuXian thought, Even if Jiang Cheng went down, he wouldn’t be able to find me anymore… Why are they taking me so high into the air? Let me fall to my death when they’re high enough?

"Where are they bringing me?" asked Wei Wuxian.

"We're bringing you to your death." said Wen Chao with a smirk.

"Which you will regret." said Wei Wuxian with a smirk.

After a while of flying, a black mountain suddenly broke through the layers of snowy clouds.

The mountain emitted a foreboding air of death. As though it was a large corpse thousands of years old, just looking at it made one’s blood run cold.

Wen Chao stopped over the mountain. He spoke, “Wei Ying, do you know where this is?” He sneered, “This place is called Burial Mound.”

"Wen Chao!" Wen Rouhan shouted in rage.

"That's a nice and perfect place for him to die, fuqin." said Wen Chao.

"You're the one I'm going to throw there." said Wen Rouhan.

"Please do." said Sizhui.

Hearing the name, a burst of cold air climbed up Wei WuXian’s spine and to the back of his head.

And for once, Wei Wuxian also paled.

"A-niang." Sizhui called.

"That's where I'm going to die?" asked Wei Wuxian.

"You won't die." said Sizhui.

"That's impossible, a-yuan." said Wei Wuxian.

Wen Chao continued, “Burial Mound is right in Yiling. You Yunmeng people have probably heard of its name as well. It’s a mountain of corpses, an old battleground. If you find a spot wherever on the mountain and dig your shovel into it, you’ll be able to dig out a corpse. Any nameless corpses would be tossed here as well, wrapped in a mat only.”

The sword array descended slowly, approaching the black peak. Wen Chao, “Look at the dark air. Tsk tsk tsk, the hostile energy is strong, isn’t it? And the resentful energy is thick, isn’t it? Even us at the Wen Sect weren’t able to do anything about it. We could only surround it and prevent people from going in. This is still daytime. At night, really any—-thing can be found in there. When a living person goes in here, both the body and the soul, they cannot return, unable to get out for all of eternity.”

He grabbed Wei WuXian’s hair. A grotesque grin on his face, he spoke one word at a time, “And you won’t be able to get out for all of eternity either!”

"No, you won't." said Wei Wuxian.

"I will." said Wen Chao.

"Say goodbye now." he added with a laugh.

As he finished, he threw Wei WuXian down.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh…!”

"Wei Ying!" Lan Wangji exclaimed while everyone was shocked, speechless.

"That's because he's too full of himself." laughed Wen Chao which immediately cut off when a sizzling sound erupted within the room and after a second, Wen Chao was blasted into the wall.

"Come to your death, Wen Chao." Jiang Cheng muttered coldly.