The Untamed: Wei Wuxian Reborn as a Child

The next day, Qing Hengjun discussed with Wei Changze, "Both children have reached Dan stage, and it's time to forge swords for them."

Wei Changze nodded and said, "Before, Ah Xian was too young to forge a sword. Now he is seven years old, so there is no need to hide it anymore."

Lan Qingheng: "I plan to take my two children to the Gusu Lan Clan to forge swords. What do you think?"

Wei Changze: "It's all right. Brother Qingheng decides!"

Lan Qingheng thought for a moment and said, "I will first send a message to Qi Ren to prepare the materials for sword making. We will take the two children back tomorrow." The two of them agreed on this.

However, these two children were fighting passionately in the training ground. The other disciples in the training ground stopped what they were doing and stood aside to watch.

Meng Yao pondered, "I must cultivate diligently and not let my mother and the others down. I also need to let that so-called father know that I am useful."

Lan Qingheng and Wei Changze saw the two men stop their fight and waved for them to come over.

“Daddy, Lord Qingheng.” Wei Wuxian saluted.

"Father, Uncle Wei." Lan Wangji saluted.

Wei WuXian asked, "Daddy, is there something wrong?"

Wei Changze said, "Tomorrow you two will follow Brother Qingheng to the Gusu Lan Clan and I will forge swords for you two."

Wei Wuxian immediately perked up when he heard that, replied, "I understand," and ran away.

Wei Changze shook his head helplessly and said to Lan Qingheng, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you with Ah Xian's temper."

Lan Qingheng: "Wuxian has a carefree and easygoing personality, and nothing serious will happen."

After Lan Wangji said goodbye to the two, he immediately went to find Wei Wuxian. "Wei Ying, what happened just now? Why did you run so fast?"

Wei Wuxian didn't even raise his head. "Lan Zhan, I'm preparing for the sword forging tomorrow."

Lan Wangji looked down and saw Wei Wuxian drawing something on a piece of paper.

After a while, Wei Wuxian picked up the paper and handed it to Lan Wangji. "Lan Zhan, look, do you like the pattern on this sword?"

Lan Wangji was filled with emotion. The pattern and the sword's name on the paper resonated with him. He excitedly asked, "Wei Ying, did you design this for me?"

Wei Wuxian had drawn this based on Lan Zhan's Bichen from his previous life, but it was difficult to explain it to him, so he could only ask angrily, "Do you like it?"

Lan Wangji nodded heavily, the corners of his lips curled up as he said, "I like it very much. Thank you, Wei Ying!"

Wei Wuxian looked at the slightly raised corners of his lips and said excitedly, "Lan Zhan, you smiled! You look so beautiful when you smile. Can you smile more often in the future?"

Lan Wangji's smile vanished upon hearing that, but he then smiled again, following Wei Ying's words.

Wei Wuxian was extremely happy and held Lan Zhan tightly, "Lan Zhan, you are so kind. However, you can only smile at me from now on, not at others!"

Lan Wangji agreed lovingly.

Seeing Lan Wangji agree, Wei Wuxian remembered that he still had things to do, so he sat down and continued painting.

This time, Wei Wuxian was painting Suibian, a character from his past life. He meticulously depicted every detail of Suibian, as if it were right before his eyes. His strokes were lively and lifelike.

Lan Wangji watched Wei Wuxian paint quietly, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. He had never seen Wei Wuxian so focused before.

Wei Wuxian finished the last stroke and looked at his work with satisfaction. "This is my sword, what do you think, Lan Zhan?"

Lan Wangji looked at the sword drawn on the paper and said thoughtfully, "Wei Ying, this sword suits you very well."

"I think so too." Wei Wuxian replied proudly.

But in his heart he was thinking, "Whatever, I will definitely not let you seal your sword this time."

Wei Wuxian took two blueprints to Wei Changze and asked, "Daddy, look at the sword I drew?"

Wei Changze took the drawing and looked at it carefully. He found that the size on it was not what he could use at the moment. He turned around and asked, "Axian, is this size a bit too big?"

Wei WuXian shook his head and said, “Dad, this sword is the final size. I don’t want it to be reforged.”

Wei Changze asked again, "What about this one? This is Wangji's sword, right? Do you want one of this size?"

Wei WuXian nodded and replied, “Yes, Daddy.”

Wei Changze was undecided now. If it was just for his son, it would be fine as long as he liked it. But now... he finally decided to take the drawings drawn by Wei Wuxian to find Qinghengjun.