In less than three days, almost all of the cultivators learned a terrifying piece of news: Wei WuXian, the one who defected from the Jiang Sect and made his own home in Yiling, had created the the highest level of fierce corpse yet. It was incomparably fast, strong, fearless, and vicious. On top of that, its consciousness was preserved, able to win every night-hunt!

Everyone was in shock: there would be no peace anymore! Wei WuXian would definitely make these fierce corpses on a large scale, in desire of founding his own sect to compete with the cultivational world! And the many young blood of today’s age would definitely be attracted by his evil, opportunist path as well, and go to him one after another. The righteous path of cultivation would have grim future—dark times ahead!

"The exaggeration." Wei Wuxian said.

"They really thought like that? It's stupid." he added.

"What do you expect?" asked Jingyi.

"That's too much." Wen Rouhan chuckled.

However, in reality, after he succeeded in creating the corpse, the biggest benefit that Wei WuXian found was that there was a worker that could bear all the hardships when transporting goods up the mountain. In the past, he could only transport one chest at a time at most, but now, Wen Ning could drag up an entire cart of chests all on his own, along with Wei WuXian atop the cart, swinging his legs in boredom.

But nobody believed this. After he found himself in the limelight during a few night-hunts, there really were quite a few people who came for him, hoping that they could be accepted by the ‘patriarch’ and become one of his disciples. The mountains that used to be so deserted suddenly became crowded. None of the fierce corpses Wei WuXian set up on patrol down the mountain would attack on their own. At most, they’d send the person flying and roar their throats out. Nobody got hurt, and so more and more people gathered down Burial Mound.

One time, when Wei WuXian saw a long banner that said ‘all hail the supreme Lord of Evil Patriarch of YiLing’, a mouthful of fruit wine shot from his lips. He really couldn’t take it any longer. He went down the mountain, accepted with pleasure all of the tributes with which they ‘honored his most wise sage’, and began to use another mountain path from then on.

"These people." Wei Wuxian laughed.

"I really have followers?" he asked.

"Yeah." said the juniors.

"Are they crazy?" Wei Wuxian asked.

"Maybe, we don't know." said Jingyi.

"They did that yet in the future they hated you." said MianMian.

"They are really hypocrite." she added.

"What do you expect?" asked Sizhui.

One day, he was shopping in Yiling with his worker when a familiar figure suddenly flashed in the alley before him. Wei WuXian’s gaze froze. He followed without making a sound. Behind the figure, the two arrived at a small yard. As soon as they went in, the doors of the yard were closed.

A cold voice came forth, “Get out.”

Jiang Cheng was standing behind them. He was the one who shut the door. The words were directed at Wen Ning.

"You? What are you doing there?" Wei Wuxian asked.

"How would I know?" Jiang Cheng asked back.

"Maybe, Jiang-xiong wants to visit you." said Nie Huaisang.

"Oh, my shidi misses my beautifully handsome face." Wei Wuxian teased.

"Tsk!" Jiang Cheng scoffed.

"He didn't deny it!" Wei Wuxian exclaimed making Jiang Cheng glare at him.

Jiang Cheng was someone who held deep grudges. He was imbued with the hatred he held toward the QishanWen Sect. He had been unconscious the whole time when Wen Qing and Wen Ning helped him, so he couldn’t feel the same way that Wei WuXian did at all. Due to this, he had never shown courtesy toward Wen Ning. The last time they fought, he didn’t show any mercy either. Seeing that it was him, Wen Ning immediately looked down and went out.

"Yeah, he can hold grudges for thousands of years." Wei Wuxian laughed.

"It depends on the cause." said Jiang Cheng.

"And to the person." he added.

A woman stood in the yard, wearing a black cloak and a bamboo hat with gauze curtains hanging down its sides. Wei WuXian felt his throat swell, “… Shijie.”

Hearing the footsteps, the woman took off her hat. She took off her cloak as well. Under the cloak were wedding robes of scarlet.

"My shijie, so pretty." said Wei Wuxian.

"A-niang's the prettiest." Jin Ling agrees.

"Jiang Cheng, you really did find a way for me to see shijie before the wedding." Wei Wuxian dramatically sobs.

"Sometimes, you could be a best brother." he added.

Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes at that.

Jiang YanLi wore the refined robes on her body and a bright blush on her cheeks, adding some color to her face. Wei WuXian walked a few steps closer to her, “Shijie… you’re?”

Jiang Cheng, “What? You think she’s marrying you?”

Wei WuXian, “You can shut up.”

"The banter is still there." Nie Huaisang laughed.

"It will never be gone." said Wei Wuxian.

"It's just that, once me and ChengCheng are together, instead of being serious, we banter with one another." he laughed.

"And you always tried to rile me up." said Jiang Cheng.

"It works every time." laughed Wei Wuxian.

Jiang YanLi spread out her arms to show him. Her cheeks flushed slightly, “A-Xian, I’ll… be married soon. I came for you to see…”

Wei WuXian felt warmth at his eyes.

He wouldn’t be able to be there the day Jiang YanLi got married, unable to see how his loved one would look in wedding robes. And so, Jiang Cheng and Jiang YanLi snuck to Yiling and led him into the yard for him to see how his sister would look the day she got married.

"Shijie, you're looking so beautiful in that wedding robes." said Wei Wuxian.

"Of course." said Jin Zixuan.

"I would provide a lot of beautiful robes for my future wife." he said.

Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng raised a bro at him.

"Are you showing off your wealth?" Wei Wuxian asked.

"I'm just saying that I could provide her everything." said Jin Zixuan.

"Peacock." the two muttered with a glare.

A few moments later, Wei WuXian finally smiled, “I know! I heard…”

Jiang Cheng, “Who did you hear it from?”

Wei WuXian, “None of your business.”

"It is supposed to be a surprise. That damn Lan Wangji told him." Jiang Cheng grumbles.

"Wei Ying asked, I answered." said Lan Wangji but Jiang Cheng just scoffed at him.

Jiang YanLi spoke shyly, “But… I’m the only one who’s here. You won’t be able to see the groom.”

Wei WuXian pretended that he didn’t care, “It’s not like I want to look at some groom.”

"Who cares about the groom?" Wei Wuxian asked.

"Us." said Nie Huaisang and MianMian.

"We also want to see how good he looks in a wedding robes." said MianMian.

"He will just be looking so arrogant." Jiang Cheng said.

"But, I'm more curious about Jiang Cheng's wedding. Of how good my shidi looks in a wedding robes." said Wei Wuxian.

"A-niang look so breathtaking." Jingyi beamed.

"He's the prettiest. His wedding robes is somewhat simple yet it shows all his curves." he added.

"It would be a sight to see." Wei Wuxian grinned.

"Shut up." Jiang Cheng blushed.

He walked a few times around Jiang YanLi, praising, “It looks good!”

Jiang Cheng, “Sis, I told you so. It really does look good.”

Jiang YanLi had always known her own limitations. She answered earnestly, “It doesn’t count if you two say so. I can’t take it seriously.”

Jiang Cheng sighed, “You don’t believe me and you don’t believe him. Is it that you’ll only believe it when a certain somebody says so?”

"You look beautiful, a-li." Jin Zixuan said with a blush.

And the twin prides tried to not get cringe at that.

"Can you two be a little bit more supportive of your sister?" Madam Yu asked.

"We're very supportive, Madam Yu but, not for that peacock." said Wei Wuxian.

"Just accept me, it's easy." said Jin Zixuan.

"It's not." the two grumbles.

Hearing this, Jiang YanLi’s face grew even redder, all the way until her snowy white earlobes. Even the pink of her blush couldn’t hide it. She quickly switched the subject, “A-Xian… Give a courtesy name.”

Wei WuXian, “What courtesy name?”

Jiang Cheng, “The courtesy name of my unborn nephew.”

"Courtesy name?" Jin Ling asked.

"What does that mean?" he added.

"It means Wei-jiujiu was asked to give you a courtesy name." Jingyi said with a deadpanned look.

"What?!" he suddenly yells.

"Wei-jiujiu was the one who gave your courtesy name?" he asked.

"That's what we exactly heard from the scene." said Zizhen.

"Why do I don't know about this?" Jingyi asked.

"I don't know about this either." said Jin Ling.

"Well, your courtesy is beautiful. The only uncle who could give you that name is also your most beautiful uncle." Wei Wuxian grins.

"I beg to differ." said Jingyi.

"A-niang is beautiful, too." he added.

"But, he's not good with names." Wei Wuxian chuckled as he received a glare from Jiang Cheng.

The marriage hadn’t happened yet and they were already giving a courtesy name to their future nephew. However, Wei WuXian didn’t find anything strange about it. He didn’t show any modesty at all, saying after a while of thought, “Sure. The next generation of the LanlingJin Sect is named Ru. How about Jin RuLan?”

Jiang YanLi, “That’s great!”

Jiang Cheng, “No. It sounds like Jin RuLan, Lan being the Lan from the Lan Sect. Why should a descendant of the LanlingJin Sect and the YunmengJiang Sect be like someone of the Lan Sect?”

Wei WuXian, “It’s not like there’s anything wrong with the Lan Sect, is there? The Lan flower is the gentleman of flowers; the Lan Sect is the gentlemen of people. A good name.”

Jiang Cheng, “That’s not what you said in the past.”

"Why are you so against it?" Wei Wuxian asked.

"That's because he's a Jiang." said Jiang Cheng.

"You're married to a Lan." said Wei Wuxian.

"What's wrong with naming him 'Lan' because it really suits him. It's a nice name." he added.

"The problem is he's a Jin and a Jiang while his name is a Lan. Really? I don't like it." said Jiang Cheng.

"Yet, he still uses that name when he grew up." said Wei Wuxian.

Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes with a huff.

"It's sounds nice, a-cheng." said Jiang Yanli.

"So, what is Jingyi's birth name since I remember that he only introduce himself with his courtesy name?" she asked.

"A beautiful name." Jingyi grinned.

"Now, I'm curious." said Wei Wuxian.

Wei WuXian, “I’m the one who’s giving the name, not you. Why are you being so picky?”

Jiang YanLi hurried, “That’s enough. You know how A-Cheng is. He’s the one who came up with the idea of having you give the courtesy name. Both of you can stop fooling around. I brought soup for you two. Wait a second.”

"I'm being picky 'cause I'm hus uncle." said Jiang Cheng.

"I'm his uncle, too." Wei Wuxian pouted.

"Besides, you're the one who suggested it." he added.

"Whatever." Jiang Cheng grumbles.

"My favorite soup." Wei Wuxian beams.

"Mn, a-xian's favorite." Jiang Yanli said.

"I should teach your husband on how to make it so that when you crave for it, he'll make one for you." she added.

"I will really appreciate that, Jiang-guniang." said Lan Wangji with a slight bow.

"Just call me Yanli-jiejie or sister-in-law." said Jiang Yanli.

Lan Wangji nodded his head.

She went inside the house to take out the jar. Wei WuXian and Jiang Cheng glanced at each other. A moment later, Jiang YanLi came out and gave them each a bowl. Then, she went inside again and brought out a third bowl, walked to the door, and turned to Wen Ning, “I’m sorry. There are only small bowls left. You can have this.”

Wen Ning had originally been guarding the door, looking at the ground. Seeing this, he was so flattered that he started stammering again, “Ah… Th-There’s some for me?”

Jiang Cheng wasn’t pleased, “Why does he get some too?”

"Share something you have, too." said Wei Wuxian.

"Don't be like that." he added.

"I thought dead people don't eat. He has no muscle to stomach it." said Jiang Cheng.

"Besides, that's my future self. It's not like I'm like that to Wen Ning in this timeline." he added.

Jiang YanLi, “I brought so much anyways. Anyone who sees it gets some.”

Wen Ning replied hesitantly, “Thank you, Maiden Jiang… Thank you.”

Cupping the small, filled up bowl in his hands, he was too embarrassed to say thank you, but he couldn’t drink it. It was a waste to give him some. Dead people didn’t eat. Jiang YanLi, however, noticed his awkwardness. She asked him a couple of things and began to chat with Wen Ning outside. Wei WuXian and Jiang Cheng stood in the yard.

"Don't be so awkward, Wen Ning. Shijie is the kindest person." said Wei Wuxian.

"Yes, W-Wie-gongzi." said Wen Ning.

"So formal." Wei Wuxian teased and Wen Ning blushed.

Jiang Cheng raised up his bowl, “To the YiLing Patriarch.”

Hearing this, Wei WuXian remembered the proudly fluttering banner again. All that was in his head was the ten golden words ‘‘all hail the supreme Lord of Evil Patriarch of YiLing’, “Shut up!”

"Hail to the Yiling Patriarch indeed." said Jiang Cheng.

"Shut up." said Wei Wuxian.

"Are you shy?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Oh, you shut up, Sandu Shengshou." Wei Wuxian grinned.

"That title seemed cruel." he added.

"Yiling Patriarch is also cruel." said Jin Ling.

"You both are cruel." he added.

His two uncle just stared at him.

After he drank a mouthful, Jiang Cheng spoke, “How’s your wound from last time?”

Wei WuXian, “It healed a long time ago.”

Jiang Cheng, “Mn.” With a pause, he continued, “How many days?”

Wei WuXian, “Less than seven. I told you before. With Wen Qing, it was nothing difficult. But you really did fucking stab me.”

Jiang Cheng ate a piece of lotus root, “You were the one who smashed my arm first. You took seven days, while I had to hang my arm up for an entire month.”

Wei WuXian grinned, “How could it seem realistic if it wasn’t hard enough? It was your left hand anyways. It didn’t hinder you from writing. It takes a hundred days to heal a wound to the bone. It wouldn’t be too much even if you hung it up for three months.”

"Glad, I didn't break it like you have to hung it for three months because three months from the day of our fight is your wedding day." Wei Wuxian grinned.

"Thank you for the consideration." said Jiang Cheng.

"Well, you asked about my health first so it seemed like you're bothered about it." said Wei Wuxian.

"Are you worried that you ended up killing me?" he asked.

"You thought so much about me." said Jiang Cheng.

"I will never be worried." he added.

"Still denying eh." Wei Wuxian grins.

Wen Ning’s stuttering answers swept in from outside. After a while of silence, Jiang Cheng asked, “You’ll stay like this from now on? Got any plans?”

Wei WuXian, “Not at the moment. None of the group dares go down the mountain. People don’t dare do anything anything to me when I go down the mountain either. It’ll be fine as long as I don’t stir up trouble on my own.”

“On your own?” Jiang Cheng sneered, “Wei WuXian, do you believe that even if you don’t stir up trouble on your own, trouble won’t come and find you? It’s often impossible to save someone, but there are more than thousands of ways to harm someone.”

"So, it's their fault for seeking trouble with me." said Wei Wuxian.

"Their the ones who don't want me to live in peace." he added.

"I hope that none will really seek trouble from you." said Nie Huaisang.

"Impossible." said Jiang Cheng.

"With the Jins, it's impossible." he added.

Wei WuXian replied as he ate, “A man with strength can defeat ten with skill. I don’t care if they have thousands of ways. I’ll kill whoever comes.”

Jiang Cheng spoke in a cool voice, “You never listen to any of my opinions. One day, you’ll come to understand that I’m the one who’s right.”

"Yeah, yeah, ChengCheng is always right that he can even predict the future." laughed Wei Wuxian.

"Well, trusting your guts will help you. My gut feelings has never been wrong, after all." said Jiang Cheng.

"Yeah, I should listen to my beloved shidi." Wei Wuxian teased.

He drank the leftover soup in one gulp and stood up, “Wow. I’m impressed. Round of applause for the YiLing Patriarch.”

Wei WuXian spat out a bone, “Are you done yet?”

"No." said Jiang Cheng.

"You were ashamed when you were called like that." he added.

"Who wouldn't? It's seems so exaggerating." said Wei Wuxian.

"It's kinda a good. It suits you well." Jin Zixuan said.

"Oh, don't team up with him." said Wei Wuxian.

"Don't expect me to team up with you." said Jin Zixuan.

Wei Wuxian glared at him.

Before they parted, Jiang Cheng spoke, “We won’t see you off. It wouldn’t be good if someone saw us.”

Wei WuXian nodded. He understood that it wasn’t easy for the Jiang siblings to have come out here. If someone else saw them, all those things they did for the public to believe would be wasted. He spoke, “We’ll go first.”

"Until we meet again." said Wei Wuxian.

"I will surely miss my siblings." he sobs.

"Don't worry, a-niang. You have people back in the Burial Mound to spend time with." said Sizhui.

"My siblings are still the best." said Wei Wuxian.

"You have a son to take care of." said Jiang Cheng.

"Oh, I forgot about that." Wei Wuxian grins.

After they went out the alley, Wei WuXian was still walking in front and Wen Ning was still following in silence. Suddenly, Wei WuXian turned around, “Why are you still holding the soup?”

“Huh?” Wen Ning answered in reluctance, “To take it back… I can’t drink it, but I can give it to someone else…”

“…” Wei WuXian, “Your choice. Be careful not to spill it.”

"Who is he going to give it to?" Nie Huaisang asked.

"To Yuan-gege." said Jingyi.

"You're so considerate, Wen Ning." said Wei Wuxian.

"He is. He loves his nephew." said Wen Qing.

"Who wouldn't love such adorable kid?" asked Lan Xichen.

"I'm glad that we're the ones who adopted him in the future." he added.

He turned around, knowing that it’d be a long time before he’d get to see the people he was familiar with again.

But… right now, wasn’t he on his way to seeing people he was familiar with as well?

"Don't worry, a-xian." said Jiang Yanli.

"I'm sure that we will try to sneak and visit you again." she said.

"I know besides, Wen Qing and the others can keep me company." said Wei Wuxian.

"What bad could happen? It seems that they are all living in peace." said Nie Huaisang.

"Let's not forget the upcoming deaths." said Jiang Cheng.

"It's getting near." he added.