" I will be heading outside" Weng Xing said as he got up holding a bottle of wine and he left the others to see the moonlight. He headed to the small bridge out side the court of the Fire clan wailing in the sweet course of the wine and his merry heart sang with jubilation, he leaned on it as he kept gulping down the wine, reminiscing the past and how things were done too fast and very easy.
" Tsk! tsk!"
His head rotated to a dim junction only to see a young lady talking to a man which wasn't audible for any foe to hear. He intended to overlook them but the sneaky activities of the man caught his eyes and widened his horizon that he was now too curious to listen to the trash they were speaking about.
He leaned closer as the lady nodedd before looking left and right, she patted the man with a smile that wasn't obviously real before disappearing deeper into the darkness and leaving Weng Xing clueless. " What manner of engagement is that?" he hissed loudly before he heard clear footsteps heading to the direction he stayed then followed by a sharp voice " Weng Xing, what are you doing here? the ceremony hasn't ended yet".
Weng Xing giggled lightly knowing who was questioning his audacity without fear " Are you scared that I will expose what you and that lady were discussing?" he asked calmly as he stared at the little jar of wine in his hand. His question However, made the man tensed and he was scared on what Weng Xing will do to him after he had heard what had happened at Exodus. He saw Weng Xing's back vibrating and he knew that this man was making fun of him " I will act like I didn't see anything,so you have to act like I saw nothing" Weng Xing drily said not giving the man a single glance.
His sudden words made the man's insecurities to be increased as the high heavens, who will want to believe this man that killed without batting an eye? A psychopath and strange acholic with a black heart. Who wanted to be a scapegoat of a powerful black Cultivator? he still heard the snickering of the psychopath and clenched his sword hilt immediately.
" You, don't think that the world is too forgiving and foolish enough to accept you just like that" the man snarled but the madman didn't glimpse at him,he just stared at the moon with an evil grin and his eyes flashing a black energy.
He let out a dry laughter which can definitely break your heart meridians,if you didn't expect it. Tears rolled down from his eyes and he let out a mocking sigh " I will act nothing happened if nothing happened again" his tone was now dangerous and this time,he turned fully to the man who was now paralyzed seeing the blooming eyes of the psychopath.
" If only nothing happens, I will stay put and act like I saw nothing" he paused for his eyes to turn normal before proceeding with his awkward speech " but if anything makes me mad again, I am sorry that you have to pay the price with your head and that of your counterpart" he gave a chilly grin before walking out of the man who was still transfixed. He clenched his fists knowing that their plans have been ruined by this madman but they have to savage a good report for the master.
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" where have you been?" Weng Xing heard a gentle voice ask as he was heading a room to sleep. The voice made him smile and he turned slowly towards the god like man who was dressed like a prince of Dijin, his Golden hair pin attached to his sliver hair and his white robe embellished with a touch of Vermillion and Golden embroidery. His blue eyes sparkled with the soft face and a light smile glued on his face, his presence emboldened Weng Xing to caress his face and giving him a new feeling of intimacy. He knew the person infront of him wasn't a white cultivator but the Prince he had known before the madness, this was the Royal wear of the thunder clan and he couldn't deny that it made his heart flutter in happiness. " Boring prince" he softly called looking up at the beauty who stared at him with emotions swirling in his eyes " Little weng Xing" the prince replied before pulling him into a hug.
Their bodies collided on each other, giving each other a sense of belonging and possessiveness. Their hearts were pounding so fast and they could clearly listen to each other's heart beat " Boring Prince,why are you bringing back one of our hardest struggle here?" Weng Xing muttered as his grip on Xhou tightened. Yes! This kind of dressing was the last thing he saw Xhou wear before he left Dijin heartbroken, when their relationship was at the cliff and noone dared agreed on it ,it was the last thing he saw him wear before he became a white cultivator. His heart pounded rapidly as he tried to push aside those bitter memories but it wasn't working " Weng Xing" was all he heard Xhou say " the moon is beautiful tonight" and Weng Xing smiled before breaking the embrace.
He looked at the clear dark sky with his arms behind his back, the moon was indeed beautiful tonight " Yes,the moon is beautiful tonight" he whispered before wrapping his arm around Xhou.
" The moon has always been beautiful" he grinned looking at the tempting face of his Soulmate before watching the stars above them but someone wasn't happy seeing the scene... the girl who Weng Xing had seen talking to the careless disciple of the Fire clan.
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The next morning
Weng Xing opened his eyes when he heard a flute playing, his eyes moved over to the prince who sat down in meditation and who was actually playing a Melody for those who wanted to cultivate in a calm atmosphere. His eyelashes were still and his lips moved around the holes of the crystal flute, giving Weng Xing a tense to cultivate with the music. Weng Xing recognized the melody played was one of the six soul healing melodies written by Bai, the ancestor of white cultivators. It was mild and gentle, soothing all souls and meridians and giving your Qi, Jing and Shen a desolute comfort.
After two hours of cultivation, Weng Xing hurriedly put on his boots ready to leave but the cold but caring voice of Xhou stopped him " Where do you think you are going?" he asked not sparing a glance at the cute man at the door " Stroll, are we not going back to Thunder clan today?" he asked with an arched eyebrow making Xhou to finally look at the psycho. " No" came the short reply but the door has flung leaving Xhou alone in the room " he became worst after our comeback" Xhou shook his head in disbelief. He was stuck with this man forever!
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Weng Xing rallied around the streets of the fire clan swinging his Jade flute casually and the greetings of the people made him smile. Force must have told them all about him, described his appearance and attitudes..... what a freak! He felt a slender figure staring at him but he shoved it away before entering into a tarven to have a diet.
Somewhere around the place
" Why do I feel I was born a spy?" A black crow on top of the roof where the figure who has been staring at Weng Xing entered. He and Mu Song has been sitting on this particular roof since last night when they saw Weng Xing's signal , this lady was up to something and they couldn't lay their hands on it.
" What are you guys doing here?" a calm voice rang making their heads to turn at the back, the same god like figure Weng Xing saw! this time he was dressed like a white cultivator with blue embroidery and linings attached to it. He held a crystal flute with a white Jade attached at the bottom, it was the gift given to him by his Soulmate ( the white Jade) and an arm behind his back which spoke of the high morals he dwelt on day and night.
" Weng Xing suspects that young lady and we have been here throughout the night watching her" Zhou replied flapping his wings " I don't know but something tells me that the tarven Weng Xing is in has a connection with her void plans" Mu Song pointed out as he had seen the lady give the owner of the tarven bottles of wine. How did she know Weng Xing will definitely come here to have a meal? Something was definitely wrong!
His eyes suddenly snapped open " She drugged the wine that Weng Xing will take" he yelled but the white figure with them had already descended walking briskly towards the tarven. It was calmly noisy with young waiters serving the guests present and litters of red laterns around it, he entered the tarven with honour only to be greeted by the pretence of the caretaker who knew why he was here but Xhou wasn't taking it. " Where is Weng Xing?" he dangerously asked, his eyes peering with bitter anger. The man swallowed hard but he never let his guard down in front of this man who was dripping a dangerous aura ," Not here" he coldly replied trying to step away only for Xhou's fingers to wrap around his neck, lifting up " Where is my soulmate?" he yelled attracting the attention of everyone in the tarven. The man struggling shakily pointed at a particular table where a man on black robes laid unconscious with empty bottles of wine littered around him. He then threw the man against the wall before rushing towards Weng Xing, his heart was nearly broken and it felt that this was the dead body he saw during the seige years back. He hurriedly knelt beside Weng Xing as he picked up a bottle to sniff it silently which made his eyes to widen, " Duarg?" he asked his eyes glaring at the man who was having a discomfort.
"Duarg" was a sleeping poison that could make one unconscious till whenever, not only unconscious but terminates the soul until the person turns into a white corpse. It was said to be produced from Nepal (a herb with abnormal growth) and petals of a forbidden tree suitated in the Beast Field.
All eyes varied around the man with pity and hatred, this idiot dared anger a white cultivator..... how pathetic! Was he crazy? how could he think he could clearly win a white and black Cultivator?. After asked numerous questions by the guests, the man vehemently refused to admit and tell them the person he was working for and working with..... what a loyal dog!
" well, you die alone" they said to him before going back to the tables as if nothing actually happened.
But Xhou wasn't interested in him as he felt the pulse of Weng Xing before carrying him on his arms, his body was hot whereas his whole neck to his head was very Cold giving Xhou weak flutters and tight fear.
" First childe" they finally called seeing how gloomy his face was, they could see his pain and anger Making them to rage with fury worst than Xhou.
They all suddenly dashed and dragged the tarven keeper out to see their chief with their voices raging curses. The land of Dijin don't tolerate Rebellion or an evil attack to a mere person talk more of the new heros who among them was a third master of Qu sect and prince of Dijin. Their voices were calm but fierce as they kept dragging the poor idiot of the tarven causing and attracting the attention of those from afar and near...a sin has been committed against the holy prince of Dijin and a Rebellion done....kill by burning or hanging!.
" Elder Brother" Weakend Voices rang from behind and in a second,all the childes appeared in front of the quavering Xhou with Weng Xing in his arms." Duarg.....he took Duarg" they heard him say as his lips shivered in fright and tears flowing. Taking Duarg was like taking death or else there was a savior and worst of this,was the fact that it never had an anti dote.
Hearing the word "Duarg", Hia whose clan (Awu clan) practiced alchemy cultivation pulled Weng Xing from Xhou's arms in a haste and dashed off to a nearby inn for medication with the other childes trailing behind him.
Xhou's eyes quietly scanned around commotion as if looking for someone and found what he was looking for as a red sihoullete disappear through the bussing crowd, his eyes flashed white flames before chasing after the figure with burning heat ready to make an eruption of a vocalno .
" Xhou" Zhou yelled trying to stop him but Xhou didn't hear him as his madness and anger has taken over him like a raging dragon and what they had to do was to focus on the treatment of Weng Xing.
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She yelped in desperate pain as a trum dum of a pipa struck at her, she crashed on the floor with her head landing on the ground. She spat out handful of blood but another white figure casted a white tailsman at her which she weakly rolled over and dodging it. She picked up her sword and charged carelessly at the latter who kept ducking her attack and raining kicks on her, she was strong but her meridians were getting weaker and weaker at the sound of the pipa played against her.
Their actions were with held by a huge " Aaargh" coming from a man thrown backwards with his whole body covered with blood, it was the man who Weng Xing had spoken to last night and before him, stood an angered figure walking towards him with a scorning eyes and arms behind his elegant back . The man was having problems in getting up that he staggered over and over again to the weak lady on red who had a clear crimson flowing from her lips broken.
Both of them moved back at the blazing steps of the powerful cultivator, he was dazzling with a profound light , how dare they dare kill his Soulmate? " scared?" he asked pulling out his white whip from the thin air and scattering around their bodies. Noone had seen Xhou in a beast like formation even xhan and Liu Qu who had stayed with him more , their eyes stared at the supreme white Cultivator who was stinging their bodies with his white whip. But their screams were like a bite of a bug to him which involuntarily made him to draw out his sword from behind, pointing it at them with his eyes glittering a profound white flame.
" Bastard" the Lady laughed with her eyes daring him , such impetus! Her hair laid low on her shoulders and the blood flowing from her nose made her look like a bait for ghouls. She grinned sheepishly before letting out wild laughter making Xhou confused before he stepped aside to stare at her madness.
" My master will make you white cultivators pay with your lives especially that Bastard of Weng Xing" she yelled giving them a sneer which made Xhan to flare suddenly before Xhou could strike.
Like a wind,he had already grasped her by neck and shattering the bones was heard. " For my master" he smirked before a dreaded red light flashed across his eyes and dropping the dead lady on the floor like a piece of paper. His head snapped dangerously to the man who cowardly moved back, he didn't know what happened but all he knew was he saw his collar in the grasp of Xhan " What are you and what is your master?" the angered Xhan spat out controlling his inner anger from bursting.....these bastards were tasting his Patience.
Seeing that this man wasn't eager to talk,he rained balanced slaps on his face which shattered the man's teeth inviting blood from his body to pour out outrageously " You all loyal dogs, you are the only dog alive" Liu Qu snapped in dying impatience making Xhou to step aside. Can we just kill him already? I am tired of this talking or we are not fighting? He saw Xhou give a light nod to them before departing from the scene as he sheathed his sword.
He has given them the privilege to deal with the man according to how they wanted not according to the Qu sect rules and it thrilled Liu Qu who walked to the man Xhan was holding.
The only person on his mind now was Weng Xing, the unconscious Weng Xing, the man that made everyone go berserk and confused, what exactly was this man using to tie everyone to like him dearly and idolize him.
Not even his father could hate him and ignore him! He was just like Xuan... the ancestor everyone loved Even Bai who was the creator of the white cultivation took interest in him which made his twin brother angry and soul revenging, all immortals and mortals loved him.....was weng xing really a recarination of Xuan,creator of Black cultivation?