MDZS Fanfic

Red Strings of Connections

Arc 3 Chapter 59

Meeting Old Friends

The “young child” opens his eyes, wondering where he is, wondering who he is, while waiting for his vision to be clear.

He didn’t know how long he has been unconscious, his brain ain’t even working currently, not letting him to see his last memories before he lost consciousness.

His blurry sight slowly getting clearer and his brain little by little processing his surroundings. He was lying on very soft bed with familiar white curtains. Having recovered little strength, he turns his head to see more. The place—chamber he is in were really familiar as he used to stayed here during his temporary discipleship to his "grandmother".

Soon the memories went back to him; he remembered himself falling at the Burial Mounds, after Wen Chao pushes him, along with Su She—the former disciple of Lan Clan, who poisoned Lan Wangji; Wen Xiu and Lady Qin Su; the missing daughter of Sect Leader Qin; but afterwards? He has no memories of it, nor even how he ends up here.

Using his arms to push himself so he could sit up on the while still trying dig on his memories. The movement weren’t easy, as he still felt weak, although he is not as weak as when he was pushed; he fell to the bed, but the young master didn’t stop, he turns side way and focus all his strength on his arms again, focusing on one place, only then did he able to sit. He take deep a breath, after seeing his current appearance.

Short arms, small hands—everything about him is small… again.

“What’s going on? How did I turn into child again?”

This question has been set aside when he heard the sliding door opens, he immediately turns his head and found a white robed cultivator, his Zumu and a man with silver accessories, red robe with eyepatch.

The white robed-cultivator smiles at the young master in bed and speak, “Oh you’ve finally awake!” the three visitors went in, while the red robed man closed the door behind him.

The young master nodded confusedly at the pair who are with his Zumu.

He finds himself  strange, obviously, this pair are unfamiliar faces to him, yet he felt nostalgia by looking at them.

The kind and gentle smile of the Daozhang, and the calm and prideful presence of the Lord.

Oblivious of who are these pair, the young master slowly shifted his attention to his Zumu who is now sitting on his bed.

“Zumu, who are them?” He whispered, meanwhile the Lord in red robes quietly and gently place two chairs next to the bed, offering the Daozhang to sit first, and when he did, the Lord sits next to him. “And how I end up here in your Sacred Mountain?”

“They are your friends A-Ying.” His Zumu’s only response, which has no doubt confuses the young master even more.

“It’s normal that you don’t remember us Wei Wuxian,” The Lord begun, his hands, arms are cross over his chest; with him suddenly speaking, and his confusing statement Wei Wuxian shifts his attention to him in a flash. “Your memories have been wipe out after your rebirth.”

“This disciple has a problem in understanding his Lord’s words.”

“That so not you, being formal and polite.”

“Since you don’t remember us, we shall reintroduce ourselves. I’m Xie Lian, a Martial God.”  Wei Wuxian blinks in shock and puzzlement. “This is my husband, Hua Cheng, a Ghost King.”

“Wait—You meant—The Flower Crowned Prince and Crimson Rain Sought Flower?”

“Yes.”

“Is this real?! I’m seriously facing a God and a Ghost King, and the famous ones too?! And Sis Rein’s favorites too!”

Xie Lian smile in embarrassment, while Hua Cheng smirk yet that smirk seems to be kind and gentle in Wei Wuxian’s sight.

“You are, so you can close your mouth now, it’s so wide.”

“Oh…” Wei Wuxian closes his mouth after his jaw dropped got pointed out, but of course no one can blame Wei Wuxian for being in shock, and if his sister were in his shoes, she’ll definitely has same reaction as him or probably stronger. “But how do the esteems lords know about this disciple? What do you mean about being my friends and how did my memories got wipe out? Rebirth?”

“It’ll be all answer.”

“First, A-Ying this is already your second life.” Wei Wuxian’s eyebrows knitted together, but he did not say anything instead he waits for his Zumu to continue, “In your first life, you are the one that studied or better to say invented the Demonic Cultivation. You’ve lost—no, you gave away your Golden Core, and in hope to still able to help everyone from defeating the enemies, you invented the Demonic Cultivation.”

“You contributed the most during the war against Wen Clan.”

“Wen Clan?! But the Wen Clan is…”

“Listen first.”

“I’m sure you’ll be confused with all the things you will hear, as your first is not the same as in your current life. But just listen for a meantime.”

“Understood.”

“The Wen Clan wanted to reign all of the other clans, to opposed to worst outcome, all the clans have joined hands to defeat the tyrant sect; and like I’ve said, you contributed the most, Wei Wuxian. But your techniques and contributions has been used against you. You were hated by other sects—no, it was fear. Fear that you one up them and build your own sect, so they make sure that you’ll be tied in Jiang Clan, the sect you belonged to in your previous life. Despite not showing signs of you betraying the Jiang, this doesn’t stop the others from doubting you, fearing you, and finally they find an excuse to raise a siege against you. You saved and protected the remnants of Wen Clan, Wen Qing’s Branch, the Wens in Dafan Mountain.

You left the Jiang Clan and lived with the Wen Remnants at Burial Mounds.

Your enemies planned everything, you—accidentally killing Jin Zixuan, while Jin Zixun’s curse was blame on you; and they mostly fear is the Living Corpse you have, Wen Ning your Ghost General.

He was killed by a Jin disciple when they were torturing the remnants. You and Jiang Cheng were saved by Wen Ning and Wen Qing during the time that you were running for your lives after the Wen Clan invaded the Jiangs. So, when you heard of what happened, you did not hesitate to save and adopted them; and this one of excuses they used to threw siege on you.

Only few people knew the real you, believe in you, and tried to save you.

Precisely only two.

Lan Wangji and your sect sister, Jiang Yanli.

Lan Wangji saved you on the first siege, but on the second time, in Burial Mounds you’ve chose to die.

After you died, you went to Ghost City, that’s where we met you, and you are pretty annoying.”

“San Lang…”

“You’ve sacrificed many things for the people you’ve cared. You blame yourself for all misery that happened in Jiangs and to the others when it is entirely not your fault. The world is indeed unfair, we all knew that, but the unfairness on you is on another level. But you know, your qualities could earn a pass to ascend in godhood. Thus, together with Hua Chengzu and His Highness, we used the Gate of Space and Time to bring you back and changed your fate.”

“Bring me back? How?”

“The version of Wei Ying in your current world have died in hunger even before Jiang Fengmian could find him, thus a chance to put your soul in the body. The Heaven is only one, but the lives of living humans are tons, I call it parallel world, where every choice leads to different results. For example, when Jiang Fengmian found you; in your past life, you came with him and become part of Jiang Clan. But in this life, you let go of Jiang Fengmian’s hand and run away from him, instead you were found by Xingxiu Caipi and brought in Zhuque Sect.”

“I’ve been wondering about that…” Xie Lian spoke, everyone turns to him, “We clearly did not do anything back then, so we were shocked that you run away from him.”

“Reflex?” this time it is Hua Cheng who spoke, “Wei Wuxian once told me that if he has chance, he will not go with Jiang Fengmian,”

“By then maybe the misfortune in Jiang Clan never would happen.” Hua Cheng’s words were resonating with his memories when Yilling Patriarch saying this words to him one time while drinking alcohol.

“The feelings that his soul carries have influenced the current him.”

“That explains why you are so desiring to go in Cloud Recesses.”

“Eh?”

“Obviously, to meet Lan Wangji. The previous you died while thinking he were hated by Lan Wangji, he failed to hear the Lan’s confession of love.”

“Why… why the previous me thought of that?” like really why? With how intimate they are in this lifetime? It is really a big question.

“You annoyed him so much? Too bad, you don’t have a Scroll of Recorded Memories, things would be easier.”

Xie Lian chuckles, while Baoshan Sanren look at everywhere but Wei Wuxian and Hua Cheng.

“I think you should hear about the past life of some of your siblings.” Baoshan Sanren began,

“Myo Qing in her past life is a great and talented doctor of Wen Clan, directly working for Wen Ruohan. Myo Ning in his past is a timid and weak cultivator, he saved you and Jiang Cheng; when the war ended, he was tortured to death and in rage you revived him as a Living Corpse, so he could take revenge to those who killed him, he was later entitled as Ghost General.”

“What happened to Qing-jiejie after the war?”

“Together with the remnants of Wen she lived with you at Burial Mounds, but later to saved you from Jin Guangshan and those who wanted you dead, she sacrificed herself together with Myo Ning, and… she was executed.”

Wei Wuxian jaw dropped in disbelief of how awful Wen Qing's ending.

“While Wen Ning, the Ghost General was secretly held in some underground dungeon and being forced to become their own puppet.”

Wei Wuxian hands grips on the blanket, remembering how kind and gentle the Myo siblings are, he really cannot believe that they have both cruel ending. However, even it is obvious that Wei Wuxian haven't recover from the shock, Hua Cheng continue.

“Cong Zhuliu is a servant of Wen Ruohan, and personal bodyguard of Wen Chao. He is known as Core-Melting Hand, he has an ability to melt the golden core of a cultivator, that’s why Jiang Fengmian, and Yu Ziyuan were killed. He also melted Jiang Cheng’s core, leading you to give your own core to him. Of how he died… you killed him.”

“O Zhangyao is still son of Jin Guangshan, the difference is he works for Jin Guangshan and been the one behind of your downfall. He still alive. Together with his scheme is Su She, yes the same Lan disciple that poisoned Lan Wangji. They both used Demonic Cultivation in secret and been pining their sins to you. Together with O Zhangyao is Li Yang, a young protégé guest disciple in Jin Clan, he is helping O Zhangyao on his schemes.”

“What the…” no one could really believe what he was hearing right now. Enemies? Even the caused of his downfall and misfortune? They are his siblings! How far apart the lifetimes different to each other?!

None of the three powerful beings says anything to comfort him, they’re just watching on how he will carry these burdens.

“Xingxiu Xuanyu is entirely not related to you.”

That stunt Wei Wuxian completely, that the tight grip of his hand on the blanket have loosened in a blink of an eye.

“He is a disciple in Jin Clan and still son of Jin Guangshan, but he has weak foundation. Totally unrelated to you. Your paths may cross once or twice but no interaction.”

“That’s… cut my shock suddenly, I’ve thought he is also my enemy… so he was not… I’m kind of glad.”

“Then what do you think about your other three siblings that in past life were your enemies.”

Wei Wuxian went quiet, questioning himself what he should feel and think of things regarding his three siblings. In past life, they are his enemies… but right now? In this lifetime what are they to him?

Memories of his life currently flooded his mind.

Are they his siblings or enemies?

Should he act different now that he learned the truth about their past lives?

Hua Cheng’s finger with red string knot taps in silent, while waiting for the young master’s answer to his question, while his one eye close.