The Untamed: Wei Wuxian Reborn as a Child

After Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji left the cave, they immediately flew towards the former site of the Wen family on their swords.

The wind whistled in their ears, and the expressions of both men were unprecedentedly solemn.

In the sky, Wei Wuxian looked at Lan Wangji, who stood tall and straight beside him, his white robes rustling, and said loudly, "Lan Zhan, although the Wen clan has been destroyed, they acted strangely before. The reappearance of this Yin Tiger Talisman may be related to the remnants of the Wen clan."

Lan Wangji looked ahead with a determined gaze and nodded: "Well, maybe we can find some clues by going to the old site of the Wen family."

Soon, they arrived at the old site of the Wen family.

It is a desolate place, and the broken walls look particularly desolate in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The once mighty Wen family is now reduced to a state of ruin.

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji slowly descended and began to search carefully in the ruins.

There was an air of decay among the broken tiles and ruins. Occasionally, a few birds were startled and let out shrill cries, adding a bit of eerie feeling.

As Wei WuXian turned over the stones, he muttered to himself, "The Wen Clan did a lot of bad things here back then. Who knows how many secrets they've hidden."

Lan Wangji looked at every corner intently, not missing any details.

Suddenly, he found some strange traces under a collapsed stone tablet, as if someone had dug in a hurry.

"Wei Ying, come here." Lan Wangji shouted.

Wei WuXian walked over quickly and squatted down to examine it. “These traces… could someone have dug something up here?”

The two began digging along the traces, and soon they dug out an old storage bag.

Wei Wuxian excitedly opened the storage bag. In addition to some worn-out clothes and a few Wen clan tokens, there was also a tattered notebook.

Wei Wuxian couldn't wait to open the notebook. The handwriting was a little blurry, but still legible. After reading a few pages, his face turned very ugly.

"Lan Zhan, this note was written by a cultivator from the Wen clan. It mentioned that Wen Ruohan once obtained a fragment of the Yin Tiger Talisman, which he had hidden in a secret room of the Wen clan. Its whereabouts later became unknown." Wei Wuxian said with a frown.

Lan Wangji frowned slightly. “It seems that the reappearance of the Yin Tiger Talisman is very likely related to the fragments in the Wen clan’s secret room.”

"But where is the secret room? The Wen family's former residence is so big, it's not easy to find it." Wei Wuxian scratched his head, looking distressed.

Just then, a black crow flew over their heads, making a "quack" sound.

Wei Wuxian looked up and suddenly had an idea: "Lan Zhan, look at that crow. It seems to be flying in one direction. Maybe there are some clues there."

Lan Wangji nodded, and the two immediately followed the crow.

The crow seemed to be guiding them intentionally. After circling a few times in an overgrown area, it landed on a huge rock.

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji exchanged a glance and walked forward. After a closer inspection, they discovered traces of a mechanism beneath the stone.

Wei Wuxian squatted down and fiddled with the mechanism for a few times. With a "click", the ground slowly cracked open, revealing a dark entrance.

A gloomy breath came from inside.

"Lan Zhan, it looks like the secret room is right down there. Let's go in." Wei Wuxian said as he walked into the entrance first.

Lan Wangji followed closely behind, the Bichen Sword in his hand emitting a faint blue light, illuminating the road ahead.

A pungent smell filled the secret room.

Various bottles and jars and strange magical instruments were placed around, and the walls were engraved with strange runes.

The two walked cautiously in the secret room, when suddenly, a low roar came from the front.

Wei Wuxian held Chen Qing tightly with vigilance, while Lan Wangji held his sword horizontally in front of him.

As they got closer, they found a huge puppet lying on the ground, emitting an evil aura.

The patterns of the Yin Tiger Talisman flickered faintly on the puppet's body.

"It's indeed related to the Yin Tiger Talisman." Wei Wuxian said in a low voice.

Just as they were about to examine the puppet further, the door of the secret room suddenly slammed shut, and the surroundings instantly fell into darkness.

Then a strange "chuckle" echoed in the dark secret room, and a creepy chill climbed up Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji's spines.

The laughter seemed to come from the Netherworld, filled with endless eeriness and weirdness.

"Be careful, Lan Zhan."

Wei Wuxian held Chen Qing tightly, alertly observing his surroundings, his eyes searching the darkness for the source of danger.

Lan Wangji held the Bichen Sword horizontally in front of him, continuously injecting spiritual power into the sword, allowing the blue light to spread as far as possible.

In the dim light, they vaguely saw a dark shadow slowly crawling in the corner of the secret room.

The black shadow gradually became clearer, and it turned out to be a twisted humanoid monster.

Its body seemed to be made up of countless black silk threads, and every time it moved, the threads made a hissing sound of friction.

There were no facial features on the monster's face, only a vague black mist, with strange lights flashing from time to time.

"What the hell is this?"

Wei Wuxian frowned. Although he had seen many evil spirits, the monster in front of him still made him feel a chill.

Before they could react, the monster suddenly attacked.

A black smoke spewed out of its mouth and spread towards the two of them.

Wherever the smoke goes, the air seems to be corroded and emits a pungent smell.

Lan Wangji hurriedly cast a spiritual power barrier to protect the two of them.

The black smoke hit the barrier, making a "sizzling" sound. The barrier actually trembled slightly, as if it could not withstand the erosion of the smoke.

Wei Wuxian knew that passive defense was not a solution, so he concentrated his mind and played Chen Qing, trying to control the monster with music.

The passionate music echoed in the secret room, but the monster seemed immune to the music and was not affected at all, continuing to approach them.

"It seems this monster is a bit tricky."

Wei Wuxian put away his Chen Qing and took out several talismans from his storage bag. He muttered something, and the talismans instantly caught fire and flew towards the monster.

The talisman hit the monster, but only made it pause for a moment, then the black thread quickly put out the flames, and the monster attacked again.

This time, it stretched out countless silk threads and wrapped around the two of them like tentacles.

Lan Wangji swung the Dust-Bidding Sword, cutting off the approaching threads one by one.

Wei Wuxian was not to be outdone, so he drew his sword and fought side by side with Lan Wangji.

But there were too many silk threads, and they kept coming in, and they gradually found it difficult to cope with them.

As they fought the monster fiercely, the ground suddenly began to shake violently. Cracks appeared on the walls of the chamber, and debris continued to fall.

"Oh no, this secret room is about to collapse!" Wei Wuxian shouted.

If the chamber collapses, they will not only have to face this strange monster, but will also be buried deep under the rubble.

At this point, the monster seemed to be aware of their predicament and attacked more fiercely.

Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian stood back to back, resisting the monster's attacks while looking for a way to escape.

Wei Wuxian's mind raced, and he suddenly remembered a method of cracking a secret room mechanism that he had seen in the ancient Wen family books.

"Lan Zhan, let's try to find the core mechanism of the secret room. Maybe if we close it, we can not only repel the monsters, but also open the door of the secret room!" Wei Wuxian shouted.

Lan Wangji nodded in agreement, and the two began to search for clues to the mechanism in the secret room.

But in this chaotic situation, it is not easy to avoid the monsters' attacks and pay attention to the location of the traps.

The monster's silk thread wrapped around Wei Wuxian's arm again. He struggled hard to break free, but accidentally had his skin cut by the thread.

A chilling air penetrated his body through the wound, causing him to shiver.

Seeing this, Lan Wangji increased his spiritual power output, breaking all the surrounding silk threads, and protected Wei Wuxian: "You go find the mechanism, I'll block it!"

Wei Wuxian glanced at Lan Wangji, endured the pain in his arm, and searched around the secret room.

Finally, he found a disc engraved with runes on a wall. The runes on it were very similar to the core mechanism of the secret room recorded in ancient books.

Wei Wuxian hurried over and, following the instructions in the ancient books, input spiritual power to activate the mechanism.

With a low roar, the vibration of the secret room gradually stopped, and the monster seemed to have suffered a huge impact. It collapsed to the ground, and the black silk thread gradually dissipated.

At the same time, the door of the secret room slowly opened, and a bright light shone in...