Wei Wuxian closed his eyes amid the agony of being devoured by ten thousand ghosts on the Burial Mounds, only to awaken to the clamor of a wedding and Jiang Cheng's scornful curses.
He had returned to Lotus Pier. The massacre had yet to happen, and Shijie would still call him "A-Xian" in her gentle voice.
This time, he swore to seize fate by the throat.
Yet the course of fate had already quietly shifted. The cultivation sects were horrified to discover that behind Wei Ying, whom they regarded as a demon, now stood someone even Wen Ruohan would hesitate to provoke: Zhaohua, Sect Leader of Peach Blossom Pier and a nine-tailed celestial fox.
"Anyone under my protection is honored by the entire immortal realm."
When foxfire consumed the Wen clan's ambitions, and the alliance between Lotus Pier and Peach Blossom Pier became an unshakable rock, every scheme to recreate the tragedy was reduced to dust beneath their overwhelming power.
Wei Wuxian stood with his flute in hand. At his side was Lan Wangji, the love of his life, and behind him stood all of Lotus Pier and Peach Blossom Pier.
He looked toward his fox-sister, the revered Fox Lord who sat high among the clouds and sheltered him from every storm, and smiled faintly.
In this life, he was no longer the Yiling Patriarch whom everyone reviled.
He was the guardian of the immortal realm's strongest alliance, Lan Wangji's partner through life and death, and Fox Lord Zhaohua's one and only little brother.
His backing was the whole world.
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