The Untamed: Wei Wuxian Reborn as a Child

The Lan family members sat in a quiet room, looking at the mysterious letter on the table. The atmosphere was solemn and depressing.

The simple sentence in the letter was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing a thousand waves.

Wei WuXian was the first to break the silence. He picked up the letter and examined it repeatedly, raising an eyebrow. “The messenger is quite mysterious, not signing his name and simply asking us to go to the mass grave. While the mass grave is no longer as dangerous as it once was, it’s definitely not a safe place. We need to think carefully before going.”

Lan Wangji looked at Wei Wuxian with a determined gaze. "If you want to unlock the secret of the Yin Tiger Talisman, perhaps this is an opportunity. Even if there are dangers, it's worth a try."

Lan Xichen nodded slightly, a worried look on his face. “Wangji is right. However, the origin of this letter is unknown. We don’t know if the other party is friend or foe. If we rush there rashly, we might fall into a trap.”

Nie Mingjue crossed his arms and shouted, "What are you afraid of?! With all of us working together, why should we be afraid of his schemes? Let's go. We must go and meet this mysterious man."

Meng Yao whispered, "Although what Big Brother said is true, it's still better to be cautious. We can first send someone to investigate near the mass grave to see if there is any unusual movement."

After a long discussion, everyone finally decided to send the Lan family disciples to secretly investigate the area around the mass grave. After confirming that there was no danger, Wei Wuxian, Lan Wangji, Lan Xichen, Nie Mingjue and Meng Yao would go together.

A few days later, the disciples who went to investigate reported that nothing unusual was found near the mass grave.

So the five of them packed up and set off for the mass grave.

Everyone moved forward cautiously, alert to the movements around them.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and a figure appeared faintly in the fog.

Wei Wuxian held Chen Qing tightly, Lan Wangji drew his sword, and they quickly stood in a circle with their backs to each other, ready for battle.

As the figure gradually became clearer, everyone discovered that it was a person wearing a black robe with his face covered by a black veil.

The black-robed man looked at them and chuckled, "You're here indeed."

Wei WuXian asked loudly, "Who are you? Why did you invite us here?"

The black-robed figure slowly approached, his voice hoarse, "Hahaha! Wei Wuxian, Lan Wangji, I've waited so many years for this day! Today I will avenge my father!"

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji looked at each other.

Wei WuXian said slowly, "Your father? Are you Wen Xu?"

The man in black robe paused, then laughed.

"Wei Wuxian, I didn't expect you to be so clever. It's a pity... today is the day you die."

After saying that, he took off his black robe, revealing his original appearance.

Nie Mingjue said in disbelief: "Wen Xu, weren't you killed by my Baxia? Why..."

Before Nie Mingjue could finish his words, Wen Xu said, "Nie Mingjue, you were so conceited that you thought I was killed, but the truth is I was only seriously injured. But I still have to thank you. If it weren't for your arrogance, I really wouldn't have waited until today."

Wei WuXian then asked, "Wen Xu, how did you make the puppet have the aura of the Yin Tiger Talisman?"

"Hahaha! Wei Wuxian, do you think you're the only one who can control the Yin Tiger Talisman? I hid a fragment of it when you destroyed it. What do you think? I'm awesome, right?"

As soon as Wen Xu finished speaking, a group of puppets swarmed out from around him.

These puppets exuded a foul odor and their eyes flashed with a strange red light.

Wei Wuxian placed Chen Qing to his lips and began to play a tune to exorcise evil spirits. However, these puppets seemed to be under special control and did not stop moving forward.

Lan Wangji's sword was like a swimming dragon, rushing towards the group of puppets, trying to carve out a bloody path.

Lan Xichen cast a spiritual power shield to temporarily protect everyone.

Nie Mingjue brandished his Ba Xia and roared, "Wen Xu, I was careless back then. I will show no mercy today."

Wen Xu sneered, cast a black talisman in his hand, muttered something, and the puppets became even more crazy.

Meng Yao seized the opportunity, quietly moved behind Wen Xu, and prepared for a sneak attack.

Just when Meng Yao was about to succeed, Wen Xu seemed to have eyes on his back. He swung his hand back and a powerful force hit Meng Yao, sending her flying backwards.

At this moment, Wei Wuxian suddenly remembered that he had studied a method to break the evil spell in the mass grave. A trace of determination flashed in his eyes. He adjusted the tune, used his own spiritual power as a guide, and rushed to the center of the puppet group, intending to make a desperate attempt to break Wen Xu's evil spell.

Wei Wuxian rushed into the center of the puppet group, his voice becoming more rapid and sharp.

His spiritual power wrapped around the puppet like silk threads, trying to disrupt the evil control exerted by Wen Xu.

Seeing this, Lan Wangji followed closely behind without hesitation, and with the flying sword shadows, he fended off the puppets approaching Wei Wuxian.

When Wen Xu saw Wei Wuxian's move, he showed disdain on his face and increased the mana output of the talisman.

But Wei Wuxian remained unmoved, and the music he blew became more and more complex.

Suddenly, the puppets began to tremble and red light flickered.

Just when Wei Wuxian was about to succeed, his spiritual energy was consumed too much and his body swayed.

Lan Wangji instantly reached his side, channeling his own spiritual energy into him. With their combined strength, the puppets collapsed to the ground with the final melody of the flute.

Wen Xu was horrified, and before he could react, Nie Mingjue took advantage of the situation and slashed at Wen Xu with Ba Xia with a fierce momentum.

Wen Xu couldn't dodge in time and was hacked to the ground.

Lan Xichen took the opportunity to use his spiritual power to restrain Wen Xu, making him unable to move.

Meng Yao struggled to stand up and walked in front of Wen Xu, "You failed after all."

Wen Xu glared at Meng Yao fiercely and said through gritted teeth, "You think you've won? This has only just begun."

Meng Yao squatted down and gently lifted Wen Xu's face, her eyes full of pity. "You are wrong. You lost from the very beginning. There is only hatred in your heart. You have long lost your mind."

At this time, Wei Wuxian walked forward and carefully checked whether there were any other threats on Wen Xu.

Wen Xu took advantage of Wei Wuxian's unpreparedness and suddenly spit out a hidden weapon, shooting it at him.

At the critical moment, Lan Wangji moved sideways to block Wei Wuxian and stabbed his arm with a hidden weapon.

Wei Wuxian stood up angrily and kicked Wen Xu where he was injured, causing him to scream in pain.

Lan Xichen checked Lan Wangji's injuries worriedly, but Lan Wangji shook his head to indicate that it was nothing serious.

Nie Mingjue said impatiently, "This kind of evil person cannot be kept alive."

After saying that, he used Ba Xia to take off Wen Xu's head.

Wei Wuxian picked up the fragment of the Yin Tiger Talisman that he had just searched out from Wen Xu.

"It's better to destroy this fragment. Brother Nie, Brother, Brother Ayao, let's do it together."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Lan Wangji took out the Bichen Sword, Nie Mingjue raised the Ba Xia, Meng Yao drew the soft sword from his waist, and Wei Wuxian held the Chen Qing tightly.

Four streams of spiritual power were injected into the Yin Tiger Talisman fragments at the same time, and the fragments suddenly shone brightly, as if resisting the destructive force.

Finally, the fragments of the Yin Tiger Talisman were destroyed.

After everyone returned to the Cloud Recesses and explained the matter to Lan Qingheng, they went their separate ways.

The tranquility of the past has returned to the Immortal Gate.

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