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silverflame2724 · 3 years

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Guardian angel idea: When WWX died his spirit still worried for the last Wen: his dear A-Yuan. Even in death, WWX protects him, becoming a (sort of) guardian angel. His spiritual consciousness is fractured and weak, all he knows and can see is the soul of the boy he has surrounded in his protective aura. Every night WWX holds his beloved son in his dreams, hums away nightmares, reminds him that he's loved even tho he'll never remember. Every day, he defects harm away. “He’s blessed!” they say, “he is clearly Hanguang-jun’s son.” (Yes, in a way, for only they hold WWX’s undying love)

LWJ mourns in private. He never allows A-Yuan to see him play for his lost love. He always makes sure that his son is far away before he wallows in his grief, and so could never reach WWX, because Sizhui carried his soul.

Mo's ritual only succeeded because Sizhui was *there*, close enough to call WWX away from his task.

Wei Wuxian felt numb as his body was torn and eaten to shreds. What was he even living for? The Wens were dead. Shijie was dead. Jiang Cheng hated him. Lan Zhan--

He was tired. So, so tired. He just wanted to leave, to go, he wanted to rest--

“X-Xian-gege......Granny.......” A small voice sniffed. “Where....are you? Yuan was good. Yuan waited in the tree. Where are you?”

A’ Yuan?! Wei Wuxian started forward and realized how transparent he was. Oh. I’m......dead. A’ Yuan began crying again, clutching Wei Wuxian’s red hair ribbon - Where did he even find that??? - and Wei Wuxian paid no mind to his new form.

That’s right. Everyone I cared for is dead or hates me. But A’ Yuan......I have to protect A’ Yuan! The sects didn’t care if they killed civilians. If they found out that A’ Yuan was a Wen, they’d--! Wei Wuxian couldn’t let that happen. Not his little radish. Frantic to protect his baby, he decided to attempt a sort of pseudo possession on his hair ribbon. In this way, while he was attached to his ribbon, he could protect still separate from it and protect his baby. After all, the ribbon might get lost. He had to attach himself to objects close to A’ Yuan so that he could always protect him.

But Wei Wuxian was worried. There wasn’t any food or water and Wei Wuxian’s abilities as a ghost were limited considering how recently it was when he died. He could, however, use demonic cultivation to get some corpses to grab some food for A’ Yuan. He had to be discrete though. Those annoying sects were calling him in an effort to purge him and he didn’t want to give any sign that he was around.

Luckily, a few days later, a bloodied Lan Zhan arrived and took A’ Yuan away. Wei Wuxian tucked himself back into the ribbon, relieved. Lan Zhan would take care of A’ Yuan. But why was Lan Zhan injured?? With injuries like those, Lan Zhan must have gotten them from before the Siege. But what happened??

Wei Wuxian had to think on it later. What mattered most was A’ Yuan. Everything after that could wait.

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A’ Yuan got a fever on the way back to Cloud Recesses. Lan Zhan was obviously worried, speeding up Bichen despite his obvious injuries. Wei Wuxian made sure their journey was unimpeded by any danger. They crash-landed by the foot of the entrance to Cloud Recesses. Wei Wuxian was frantically hovering over both of them - not that anyone could see him - and was grateful for Lan Xichen arriving and taking both A’ Yuan and Lan Zhan to the infirmary.

A’ Yuan lost all his memories to the fever but Wei Wuxian was content with that. Better for A’ Yuan to start on a new slate.

When Lan Zhan awoke, he was clutching the ribbon Wei Wuxian was possessing so Wei Wuxian had to hop off of it. Before he left, he looked over the wounds. They looked oddly like discipline whips, but what would Lan Zhan have done to earn them? Maybe he got injured on a night hunt.

Wei Wuxian slipped away and to A’ Yuan, possessing the hair ribbon the boy was wearing. With the assurance that A’ Yuan was no longer suffering from a fever, he could feel his soul starting to weaken. He had held himself together for too long and expended too much energy in making sure no yin creatures got close to his son and Lan Zhan.

With the last of his energy, he completely fused himself with A’ Yuan, hoping that his spiritual consciousness would protect him.

Wei Wuxian has only flashes of awareness from then on - though he grew stronger as the years passed -, usually choosing to use what little energy he had in chasing away A’ Yuan’s faceless nightmares with calming music he would hum, entering his peaceful dreams to remind him that he was loved whenever people bullied him for having no parents.

On night hunts, while he did sit back and allow A’ Yuan to grow, he would definitely not allow the spirits to injure his son. Whenever Lan Zhan was close to A’ Yuan - now Sizhui, Wei Wuxian would also make sure to deflect harm away from him, though Lan Zhan may not necessarily need it.

Every night, Wei Wuxian felt tugs on his soul of people calling for him and he ignores them all, except for the one coming from Lan Zhan. And while he’d love to go see why Lan Zhan is calling him, he doesn’t have enough strength or willingness to separate from Sizhui.

And Wei Wuxian was content in spending the rest of eternity looking after Sizhui. He would stop, of course, if he deemed the world safe enough to leave his son in. But otherwise, he’d stay forever.

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That is, until the tug calling for his soul was too strong, too near for him to resist. He finds himself yanked away from A’ Yuan and stuffed into an injured body, given tasks that he has to complete unless he’d like his soul to be rendered to shreds.

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The prompt seems to cut off there, but if you’re wondering what happens next, here’s my notes:

WWX keeps his memories of the in-between and agrees to go to Gusu pretty easily when canon events happen

WWX thanks LWJ for saving A Yuan and LWJ asks how WWX knows and WWX says oh, I was with him this entire time

LWJ is like what, I’ve been trying to reach you for so long why didn’t you answer

And WWX is like what why would I answer, 1) you hate me and 2) yuan isn’t safe I had to protect him

LWJ is like I don’t hate you

WWX is like ???? Then why call me

LWJ: I wanted to know if you were at peace

WWX is like oh, well I couldn’t really be at peace until I knew yuan would be safe in this world I still don’t think he is

Then canon happens and WWX is like well, if this happened in the 13 years I was dead I would have been at peace and left I suppose. LWJ is NOT amused

#wei ying #wei wuxian #lan zhan #lan wangji #lan yuan #lan sizhui #mdzs #guardian angel WWX #sort of

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coffintownkids · 3 years

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Alrighty! Ch. 32 is done and such brings an end to the 朝露 arc. I’m sure y’all remember the cute scene in The Untamed/CQL when WWX comes across a group of kids playing make-believe about the Sunshot Campaign. This is the chapter where that takes place. However, as previously mentioned, we’ve actually never met pretty much any of the characters involved first-hand. So this is again slowly filling the readers in about how the world perceives all these characters.

I couldn’t decide what part I liked best...So you get the entire scene! Very long post beneath the cut.

*EDITED* @weishenmewwx was nice enough to help me fix a couple of errors. Thank You!!!

The group of children stopped chasing it, then gathered together to start seriously wracking their brains over it, “What do we do since no one shot down the Sun? It fell by itself, so who’s the Leader now?”

One of them raised a hand, “It’s obviously me! I’m Jīn Guāngyáo and I killed the greatest villain from the House of Wēn!”

Wèi Wúxiàn sat on the inn’s front steps and watched on with great pleasure.

In games like this, there was boundless high regard for the Chief Cultivator Liǎnfang-Zūn. Of course, everyone would welcome playing that role the most. Although his background made people too embarrassed to speak of it, it was precisely because of it that him climbing to the highest position made people gasp even more in admiration of his achievements. During the Sunshot Campaign, he had acted as a spy for a number of years and had been a natural at it. He had run around in circles deceiving the entire Wēn Sect of Qíshān both inside and out, having them divulge countless secrets without even realizing it. After the Sunshot Campaign, he was fawned over in every possible way with terrific amounts of cleverness and an extreme variety of methods. Finally, he took the position of Chief Cultivator and became the person fully deserving of ranking first among the multitude of cultivation Houses. Such a life can be called legendary. If was playing, he would also want to try out for the part of Jīn Guāngyáo. Picking this little boy to be the Leader was just common sense!

So JGY is super well-liked by everyone, or so we’re led to believe at this point in the story. It’s mentioned in the novel very early on that he is JGS’s bastard, but it’s definitely pretty much glossed over and this certainly makes it sound like nobody cared about his “embarrassing” history. (We will come to learn this is, in fact, bullshit.) BUT, WWX does seem to think quite well of him.

Fun language bit about the “fawned over in every possible way with terrific amounts of cleverness and an extreme variety of methods.” The sentence uses 百般, 千般, 万般 to show the increase of how much praise got heaped upon him as 百=100, 千=1,000, and 万=10,000.

My other takeaway, which I think the show did a pretty bad job at conveying, was the passage of time and that JGY was actually with the Wēn Sect for years.

Moving on.

Another one of them protested, “I’m Niè Míngjué and I’ve won the most battles and have had the most captives surrender to me. I should be the Leader!”

‘Jīn Guāngyáo’ said, “But I’m the Chief Cultivator.”

‘Niè Míngjué’ raised his fist, “So what if you’re Chief Cultivator. You’re also my sān-dì, so you won’t see me running off with my tail between my legs.”

As expected, ‘Jīn Guāngyáo’ was rather well-suited at getting into character. He hunched his shoulders and ran away.

Sān-dì (三弟) just means third brother. AKA JGY was the youngest within 3zun.

Then another kid said, “You’re the one that died young.”

Since he had chosen to be a certain cultivation head, he naturally had been looking forward to being said cultivation head a little bit. ‘Niè Míngjué’ got mad, “Jīn Zixuān, you died earlier than I did. You had an even shorter life!”

‘Jīn Zixuān’ was unconvinced, “So what if I died younger? I was ranked Number Three!”

“Being ranked Number Three just means your looks were ranked Number Three!”

At that point, one of the little boys seemed tired of both running and standing, so he slowly walked over by the steps and sat down by Wèi Wúxiàn. He waved his hand like he was some sort of mediator and said, “Alright already, there’s no need to fight about it. I’m the Yílíng Lǎozǔ, so I’m the most awesome.”

Wèi Wúxiàn, “……”

He glanced down and, sure enough, the little kid was carrying a little branch at his waist that was probably meant to be Chénqíng.

There was actually a child pure enough to not bother arguing about good and evil. He was only debating the value of combat abilities and had willing taken up the honor of being the Yílíng Lǎozǔ.

Another kid said, “No way. I’m the Sāndú Shèngshǒu and I’m the most awesome.”

The ‘Yílíng Lǎozǔ’ rather understandingly said, “Jiāng Chéng! What can you do that’s better than me? When haven’t you lost to me? How is it a good idea for you to say you’re the most awesome? Aren’t you embarrassed?”

‘Jiāng Chéng’ said, “Hmph! How am I better than you? Do you remember how you died?”

Wèi Wúxiàn’s faint smile got wiped right off his face once his meaning sunk in.

It was like being jabbed with a highly poisonous needle without warning and it sent faint prickling pain throughout his entire body.

Oof. That is a lot.

The ‘Yílíng Lǎozǔ’ next to him clapped, “Look at me! On my left is Chénqíng, on my right is the Tiger Seal. Plus I have the Ghost General. There are none beneath Heaven that are my equal! Hahahaha…” He had a stick in his left hand, a stone in his right, and was laughing hysterically, “Wēn Níng, come out!” A kid in the back of the crowd raised his hand and weakly said, “I’m here…that’s…I want to say…during the Sunshot Campaign, I didn’t die, either...”

Wèi Wúxiàn felt that he couldn’t not interrupt.

He said, “Fellow cultivators, can I ask you a question?”

The children had never had an adult take part when they played this game before, let alone one that didn’t scold them and was completely serious about asking them a question. The ‘Yílíng Lǎozǔ’ was giving him a strange and guarded look as he said, “What do you want to ask?”

Wèi Wúxiàn said, “Why don’t you have any people from the Lán Sect of Gūsū?”

“We do!”

“Where are they?”

The ‘Yílíng Lǎozǔ’ pointed at a kid that hadn’t opened his mouth to say a single word from the start, “That’s him.”

Wèi Wúxiàn looked at him and, sure enough, he was completely fine-featured and looked like a charming child. He had a clean, white string wrapped around his forehead to serve as his head ribbon. He asked, “Who is he?”

The ‘Yílíng Lǎozǔ’ disdainfully curled his lip and said, “Lán Wàngjī!”

…Great. This group of children grasped his essence. If you’re playing the part of Lán Wàngjī you really ought to shut up and not talk!

Then suddenly, the corners of Wèi Wúxiàn’s mouth began to curl again.

That little poisoned needle got pulled out and he didn’t know what cranny it got tossed into, but all the stinging pain had instantly been swept away. Wèi Wúxiàn said to himself, “It’s both wonderful and strange. He’s such a stuffy person. Why does he always make me feel so happy?”

*yelling* Why does he make you so happy, WWX? Any guesses?

I’ve seen this translated as “boring” instead of “stuffy” so I’ll explain a bit. The word used is 闷 (mèn) which can be read as boring, so that’s not wrong. But, it’s a little more nuanced than that. It can also mean something “sealed tight” or “suffocate” or “shut indoors.” Like how a hot room without circulation can be called “stuffy.” But in English, we can use stuffy to mean someone that’s kinda old-fashioned and very stuck on being prim and proper. Which certainly is someone people might consider “boring”! I just didn’t think “boring” alone really captured it though.

Of course, this is when LWJ finally emerges from his Fortress of Solitude (after needing time to get through his Gay Panic.)

When Lán Wàngjī came downstairs, he saw Wèi Wúxiàn sitting on the steps and sharing a steamed bun with a group of children. Wèi Wúxiàn was eating his bun while directing two children that were back-to-back in front of him. “……There are currently countless Wēn cultivators before. They’re all armed and they’ve got you completely surrounded. Keep your eyes sharp. Yes, just like that. OK. Lán Wàngjī, pay attention. This isn’t the current you during peacetime. You’re covered in blood! Your killing intent is so heavy! Your expression is so fierce! Wèi Wúxiàn, get a bit closer to him. Aren’t you going to twirl your flute? Let’s see you twirl it one-handed. Have pizzazz. Do you know what pizzazz is? Come let me teach you.” ‘Wèi Wúxiàn’ made an “oh” sound and handed over the thin stick he was carrying. Wèi Wúxiàn rather skillfully and swiftly twirled ‘Chénqíng’ around between two of his fingers, causing the group of kids to whoop with excitement.

Lán Wàngjī, “……”

He quietly walked over and Wèi Wúxiàn saw him coming, so he brushed off the dust from his backside and called out his goodbyes to the kids. It had been so easy to just stand up and walk along the road with a smile. It was oddly like being drugged.

Lán Wàngjī, “……”

Wèi Wúxiàn, “Hahahahahaha, I’m sorry, Hánguāng-Jūn. I ended up sharing the breakfast I bought for you with them. I’ll buy more for us in a moment.”

Lán Wàngjī, “Okay.”

Wèi Wúxiàn, “How about it? Weren’t those two kids just now cute? Who do you suspect the kid with the string around his head was imitating? Hahahaha…”

He was speechless for a moment, then Lán Wàngjī ultimately couldn’t help saying, “……What exactly did I do last night?”

It definitely couldn’t have been anything simple. Otherwise, why did it make Wèi Wúxiàn keep laughing???

Wèi Wúxiàn kept waving his hand, “No, no, no, no, no. You didn’t do anything. I was just being silly, hahahahahaha…Alright, ahem, Hánguāng-Jūn, I swear I’ll talk business.”

Lán Wàngjī said, “Go ahead.”

Apparently WWX missed his calling and should have gotten into theater!

And poor LWJ is still panicking.

So now they’re off to Shǔdōng and we’ll be starting the Yi City arc next.

#mdzs #ctk reads mdzs #mdzs translation #my translation

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