Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation: Mo Dao Zu Shi Vol. 3 by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu

Author:Mo Xiang Tong Xiu [Xiu, Mo Xiang Tong]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: light novel
Publisher: Seven Seas Entertainment
Published: 2022-06-22T07:00:00+00:00

Lan Wangji took a step closer and was about to speak again, but Wei Wuxian narrowed his eyes.

“What do others know of my nature? And how is that anyone else’s business?”

Lan Wangji was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed angrily, “…Wei Wuxian!”

“Lan Wangji!” Wei Wuxian was angry as well. “Must you come at me like this right now? You want me to go to the Cloud Recesses and be confined by the Lan Clan as punishment? Who do you think you are? What do you think the Lan Clan is?! Do you really think I won’t fight back?!”

An air of hostility had erupted between the two. Lan Wangji gripped Bichen’s hilt so hard his knuckles had turned white.

“Lan-er-gongzi,” Jiang Cheng said icily. “The Wens have not been eradicated yet. We’re at a point where we urgently need extra forces. Everyone already has their hands full, so why reach your hand into the affairs of others? Wei Wuxian is on our side. Are you trying to punish our own people?”

Wei Wuxian regained his composure. “That’s right. As long as the Wen dogs are killed, what do you care about how I kill them?”

Ever since they were children, they would chime in with whatever the other was saying. And here they were again, flawlessly filling in for each other.

“Pardon my bluntness, but even if we were to pursue the matter, Wei Wuxian isn’t a member of your clan. It’s not the Lan Clan’s place to punish him,” Jiang Cheng added. “Of all the people he might go back with, it won’t be with you.”

At this, Lan Wangji’s expression froze. He glanced up at Wei Wuxian, his throat trembling as he swallowed. “I…”

Before he could reply, Wen Chao let loose a feeble scream from the corner. Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng’s attention immediately shifted. They simultaneously stepped around Lan Wangji and came to stand before Wen Zhuliu and Wen Chao.

Wen Zhuliu was still suspended in the air by Zidian and struggling in miserable agony, while Wen Chao, more dead than alive, slowly opened his eyes to see the two faces looking down on him from above.

The two faces were both similarly young and similarly familiar. Both had once shown him expressions of despair, anguish, or deep-seated hatred. And now they looked commandingly down at him with similarly cold, glinting eyes, bearing similarly ominous sneers.

Wen Chao stopped trying to scream or escape. He dumbly held up his fingerless hands and began to drool. Wei Wuxian kicked him into kneeling in the direction of Yunmeng. His exposed flesh and bones chafed against one another, causing Wen Chao to emit shrill shrieks of pain that sounded particularly jarring in the empty post station.

“Why is his voice so shrill?” Jiang Cheng asked.

“He’s missing a certain body part,” Wei Wuxian answered. “Of course it’s shrill.”

“You cut it off?” Jiang Cheng wondered in revulsion.

“It’s a bit gross that you assumed that,” Wei Wuxian commented. “Of course I didn’t. That woman of his bit it off when she went mad.”

Lan Wangji was still standing behind them, watching.

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