Chapter 29

Xie Bi An had an unbelievable expression on his face. He was about to ask "Didn't you kick me out?", but when he saw the hint of grievance hidden under Fan Wu She's crossed eyebrows, he felt angry and amused, and his heart softened. He coughed lightly, "I was afraid of disturbing your recovery, so I didn't mean not to visit you. "

Fan Wu She's expression improved slightly, "Then how are your injuries?"

"I'm fine." Xie Bi An spread his hands out to show them, "I wasn't badly injured in the first place."

Fan Wu She looked at Xie Bi An's cheeks, which seemed to have slimmed down overnight, and unconsciously stretched out his hand. In a flash, he thought he would pinch this narrow, lower jaw and force this person to ask why he didn't eat properly, and whether he had to feed him one bite at a time.

But before his hand touched Xie Bi An, the man was already conscious, and he dropped his hand and placed it behind his back, gently clutching it.

Xie Bi An looked worriedly at Fan Wu She’s shoulder, "How about you, are you feeling better?"

"No." Fan Wu She lowered his head, "It hurts every moment, and I can't move."

"Then why did you run out?" Xie Bi An said urgently, "Come back with me."

Back at the residence, Xie Bi An took over for the disciples of Wuliang Sect and changed Fan Wu She's bandages. He unwrapped the gauze layer by layer until he saw the hideous bloody holes. His hand shook and his eyelashes lowered in gloom.

Fan Wu She was waiting for the dressing to be applied when he heard Xie Bi An whisper, "I'm sorry, Wu She."

He was stunned for a moment, "What's wrong."

Xie Bi An lifted his face. His eyes were red. His dark, large pupils were covered with a thin layer of watery mist, and the light of his pupils shone as if they were reflecting the stars.

Fan Wu She’s breath caught in his throat, and his mind was in turmoil, thinking: Who is he looking like this for? Who else had seen him looking like this?

Xie Bi An bit his lip: "Senior brother didn't protect you, do you blame senior brother?"

Fan Wu She said in a low voice, "If I blame you, how will you make it up to me?"

Xie Bi An froze at the question.

"Can you just be nice to me only?" Fan Wu She stared at Xie Bi An. His tone was not like a question at all, but rather as an order.

"..." Xie Bi An was a bit confused.

Fan Wu She got closer to Xie Bi An, forcing to look into his eyes: “Why are you nice to me?”

"Because ... you're my junior brother." Xie Bi An suddenly felt that there was a depth in his junior brother's eyes that was far beyond his age, and that emotion was like an undercurrent raging beneath the surface of the sea that could turn the sky upside down at any moment.

"Then why are you nice to others."

"I ..."

Fan Wu She grabbed Xie Bi An's wrist: "I only have you ... your goodness to me. Can you only just be good to me?"

"Wu She, what's wrong with you?" Xie Bi An looked at him in confusion, but his tone was clearly coaxing, "Is it because no one took good care of you when you were a child? You suffered a lot, didn't you."

Fan Wu She's lips pursed as he let go of Xie Bi An's hand and turned his face away.

"I know it was hard without a father and mother, but luckily master treats me well. In the future, you will have a senior brother to be good to you." Xie Bi An reached out and touched Fan Wu She’s head and said softly, "The goodness that senior brother has for you, no one else can share it. It's not something that will become less if you share it. For you, it will only grow."

Fan Wu She suddenly wrapped one hand around Xie Bi An's waist and flung himself into his arms, with such force that he almost knocked Xie Bi An over.

After Xie Bi An was dazed, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his hand ran from Fan Wu She’s hair all the way down to his back, stroking it repeatedly and gently coaxing, "Senior brother is here."

Big brother is here.

Big brother is always here.

Liar. You lied to me. You lied to everyone. You will take everything away after you treat me well. You will stab me hard when I loved you. You will leave me behind forever when I had nothing but you.

You are Zong Zi Heng, and also not Zong Zi Heng.

Don't become Zong Zi Heng.

Fan Wu She tightened his grip on Xie Bi An's waist. He was so greedy for this embrace that he wished to merge into his body.

Xie Bi An didn't look into Fan Wu She's abnormality, but only felt his heartache. He comforted him patiently, and his chest was filled with the heavy responsibility of being a senior brother.

After he finished changing the bandages, Fan Wu She tugged at Xie Bi An's clothes and wouldn't let him go, so Xie Bi An accompanied him for a meal, a chat, and didn’t leave for the whole day.

They talked about the evil spirit that had nearly killed them.

"This person is really full of suspicions, and I don't know if Elder Zhaowen can find out what's going on."

"If it really is someone from the time of Emperor Zong, I'm afraid it will be difficult unless Xu Zhi Nan comes out from seclusion." Fan Wu She was thinking about how to let them know the true identity of the evil spirit without exposing himself. After all, he could not rely on himself to investigate the suspicions on Zong Ming He now.

"Would it be useful for Xu Zhi Nan to come out from seclusion? I feel that the most difficult part of this matter is not his identity per se, but ..." Xie Bi An gruffly said, "but Li Bu Yu."

"You think he will interfere?"

"From the moment he used the Thunder Ancestor Treasure Grant to beat that evil spirit, I felt that he had some unseen secret, and everyone had the same question in their hearts. Only no one dared to bring it up like Master did." Xie Bi An sighed, "If nothing can be found out about this matter in the end, it will be left unresolved."

"That's right, if I were Li Bu Yu and intended to conceal the matter, I would naturally find a way to obstruct it."

"A hundred years ago, core theft, the Demon Binding Formation." Xie Bi An recited one by one, "To be honest, if everyone didn't know that Zong Zi Xiao had been sent to the eighteenth level of infernal hell by the emperor, it seems that the only person who could make Li Bu Yu ruthless and scornful enough to brutally suppress him despite creating bad karma was ..." His expression twitched. "By the way, there is another person."

Fan Wu She's heart and soul tightened.

"Human Emperor Zong Zi Heng." Xie Bi An seemed thrilled by this discovery, "Do you think it's possible that the evil spirit is Zong Zi Heng?"

"..."

"The world says that the Supreme Demon is heinous, but if the Human Emperor wasn't cold-blooded and heartless, he wouldn't have fallen into the demonic path. Their sibling rivalry for the throne directly implicated the Li family."

Fan Wu She looked at Xie Bi An speaking in an orderly manner, his mood very complicated, "But, it is said that the corpse of the Human Emperor was sealed by the Supreme Demon into the Shanhe Sheji Map, which no one can find. And the Yuanyang technique on that evil spirit is still unexplained."

"Yes." Xie Bi An shook his head and fell into contemplation again.

"However, this speculation is still valuable. Senior brother, you should tell master."

"Is that so?"

"Yes. If that evil spirit was really sealed by Li Bu Yu, we should check on his karmic grudge." Fan Wu She could be sure that if Xie Bi An told Zhong Kui these words as they were, Zhong Kui would definitely remember Zong Ming He. Most of what Xie Bi An knew about the Zong clan came from the books and wild histories of the marketplace, and those things would only put pen and ink heavily on the Zong brothers. But Zhong Kui had been born before the entire immortal cultivation world had caught its breath from the shadow of the Supreme Demon, and was bound to know much more than Xie Bi An.

"Alright." Xie Bi An said worriedly, "Wu She, I have a premonition."

"What premonition."

"I feel that the identity of that evil spirit, the truth of this matter, will set off an uproar in the immortal cultivation world. After all, it's the reputation of the Immortal Alliance's alliance master that's at stake."

Fan Wu She sneered in his heart. That's right, if the truth came to light, he really wanted to see how Li Bu Yu would explain all this, and he couldn't wait to know what had happened to Zong Ming He. Why was he able to use the Yuanyang technique, and the core that was dug out, which belly has it gone into.

"I didn't expect that after more than a hundred years have passed, the immortal cultivation world still hasn't been able to get rid of the threat left behind by the Supreme Demon." Xie Bi An lamented, "Don't know how many human cores one would have to eat to cultivate a Supreme Demon."

Fan Wu She's heart flared up, "I heard that Zong Zi Xiao himself was born with superior roots and won the Jiaolong assembly at the age of thirteen. Does he really need a human core?"

"That said, if he hadn't eaten his own biological father's core, wouldn't he have been able to control the ancient magical treasure?"

Fan Wu She was really holding back in his heart, but he couldn't say anything more.

"Why don't I go and find master now." Xie Bi An said as he was about to stand up, "Master must be anxious too."

Fan Wu She dragged him back with a hand, "It's already so late, let's do it tomorrow."

"But ..."

"Senior brother, I'm sleepy, accompany me to sleep." Fan Wu She looked at Xie Bi An without blinking, "Just like, that day I guarded you."

Xie Bi An smiled, "Alright."

Xie Bi An laid out the blanket and carefully helped Fan Wu She to remove his outer clothes, and only put on the inner clothes himself before lying down under the blanket.

Fan Wu She's whole body and soul were absorbed in Xie Bi An's warm and pleasant smell, which made him relax immensely.

Xie Bi An also relaxed, the most peaceful he had felt since they were injured. He looked at the curtain overhead and said softly, "You know, Wu She, I actually had a dream the day I fainted at the Eight Trigrams Platform." It was something he had been holding in for days and suddenly had the desire to confide in.

"What kind of dream?"

"I dreamed ..." Xie Bi An remembered the end of the dream, which was really shameful, so he automatically omitted it, "I dreamed that I seemed to have a younger brother."

Fan Wu She heart shuddered.

"His name is ... Xiao Jiu."

Fan Wu She fiercely clenched his fist in the quilt.

"If only I had a younger brother." Xie Bi An suddenly didn't want to talk about it again, because his ending with Xiao Jiu was obviously a tragedy, "But I have you."

Fan Wu She closed his eyes to stop his emotions from leaking out.

How could he have such a dream? Fainting, as well as dreaming about his past life, all because he was stimulated by the Eight Trigrams Platform? Like he said, most people would only have déjà vu and not fully recall their past lives, but what if someone could recall their past lives?

If Xie Bi An could really remember his past life, then Zong Zi Heng would come back completely and utterly. The one he loved, and the one he hated, would come back together. Even he himself did not know whether he wanted that Zong Zi Heng to come back or not.

All he knew was that no matter what happened, in this life, he would never let go of this person.

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PS: Volume 2 of WCJ starts at chapter 30~~~~~~I actually translated chapter 30 and 31 in February but didn't upload to the public yet.

 

Edited on 21 Mar. 21 (Emzie)

 

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