The journey of Emperor Donghua through time

Plans cannot keep up with changes. The group had just left Mojiazhuang when they heard that there was a soul-eating demon haunting Mount Dafan. The two of them thought of the Dancing Goddess in the Temple of the Goddess at the same time.

“Brother Nie, you’re really quick. You’ve paved the way for us.” Wei Wuxian didn’t expect that Nie Huaisang had already made his next move. “Lan Zhan, do you think we should follow the path Brother Nie has set, or should we find him first?”

"Let's go to Dafan Mountain first. If it's really as we think, Sizhui and the others won't be able to deal with it." Lan Wangji thought for a moment and decided to deal with the Dafan Mountain Soul Eater first. "Besides, Nie Huaisang will take the initiative to find us."

“That’s right. With his cautious nature, he will definitely come over to confirm whether Mo Xuanyu’s sacrifice was successful.” Wei Wuxian thought about it and agreed. “Then let’s wait for him to come over on his own initiative!”

Wei Wuxian appeared and walked beside Lan Wangji. If he didn't show up, how could he attract Nie Huaisang to come and check it out?

As they kept walking, Wei Wuxian felt bored, so he took out a white jade flute from Lan Wangji's storage bag. This flute was made for him by Lan Wangji himself, so Wei Wuxian treasured it very much.

“Lan Zhan, let me play the flute for you.” Wei Wuxian twirled the white jade flute in his hand in a fancy way.

“Okay.” Wei Wuxian has a good musicality, and Lan Wangji likes playing the piano and flute with him very much.

Wei Wuxian put the flute to his lips and naturally played the song that Lan Wangji sang to him in Xuanwu Cave.

This familiar melody made Lan Wangji's expression appear unusually gentle, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Wei Wuxian was particularly tender.

Lan Sizhui and the others were walking along just fine in front when they suddenly heard flute sounds coming from behind them. Attracted by the sounds, they stopped and looked back curiously.

"Why is Mo Xuanyu the one playing the flute? Why is he here?" Lan Jingyi was a little furious, "And why is Han Guang-jun so close to him? He is a homosexual!"

"Jingyi, calm down! Mr. Mo is actually a good person. Don't look down on him because of the rumors." Lan Sizhui hurried to comfort him.

"How can I stay calm? He's a homosexual. What if he leads Han Guang-Jun astray?!" Lan Jingyi became angrier and angrier the more he thought about it. "No, I'm going to chase him away!"

"Jingyi, stop making a fuss. Han Guang-jun didn't say anything. If you go over there rashly, be careful that he will be angry and make you copy the family rules."

As if sensing something running towards him, Wei Wuxian stopped playing the flute and spread his consciousness in all directions. Suddenly, his brows knitted tightly together and he muttered, "Wen Ning?!"

Wei WuXian used his spiritual sense to see that the person running towards him was actually the ghost general Wen Ning who was said to have been crushed to ashes. Moreover, there was something wrong with Wen Ning, as if he was unconscious. “Lan Zhan, it’s Wen Ning!”

Leaving only these words, Wei Wuxian disappeared from the bushes nearby. Lan Wangji followed in the direction he disappeared, leaving only a few words for Lan Sizhui and the others to wait there.

Several Lan disciples looked at each other, not knowing what was going on, and could only wait where they were.

When Lan Wangji found Wei Wuxian, he was looking around at the unconscious Wen Ning. He soon discovered the problem and fumbled around the back of his head. He quickly found the long spikes that sealed his mind and pulled out the two black spikes with a clever move.

Even though Wei Wuxian moved quickly, the process of pulling out the long nails still made Wen Ning scream in pain.

"What happened?" Lan Wangji asked after Wei Wuxian pulled out the long nail.

"He should be able to regain consciousness soon, Lan Zhan, cut the chains on Wen Ning." Wei Wuxian has not carried a sword in these years. Emperor Donghua meant that his previous sword has come to life and is connected to him causally, so it is not easy to change swords.

The previous sword was taken away by the Lanling Jin clan as a trophy during the siege at the Mass Burial Mounds. Lan Wangji had intended to ask for it back, but was rejected by Wei Wuxian. Not wanting to cause more trouble, he planned to go and get Suibian and Chen Qing back in person before ascending. Lan Wangji couldn't persuade him and had to let him do it.

“Okay.” Lan Wangji picked up Bichen and cut off the chain in two or three moves.

The iron chains tied around Wen Ning's body and the iron rings on his wrists were obviously tailor-made for him. He couldn't open them by himself. It seemed that Wen Ning had been imprisoned all these years.