The Untamed: Wei Wuxian Reborn as a Child

Wei Changze and Cangse Sanren brought Wei Wuxian to the entrance of the Cloud Recesses on their swords.

"Wei Changze requests to see Lord Qingheng. Please inform him." Wei Changze saluted the monk guarding the gate.

"Please wait a moment." One of the monks turned and went in to inform.

In the cold room, Qing Hengjun was talking to Lan Qiren. When he heard the disciple's report, he got up and went out to the door.

When Qing Heng Jun saw Wei Changze and the other two, he asked, "Changze, it's been many years since we last met. I hope you're doing well." Wei Changze bowed and said, "Brother Qing Heng, I'm here to ask for a favor."

Qing Hengjun frowned slightly, as if he had guessed his intention. Wei Changze looked at him, his eyes full of worry: "Brother Qing Heng, please help keep an eye on Ah Xian."

"Let's go in first," Wei Changze said as he gently placed Wei Wuxian on the couch. Qing Hengjun stepped forward to investigate, his expression becoming grave.

"What's happening to Ah Xian?" Cangse Sanren asked anxiously.

Qing Hengjun sighed and said, "The resentment in his body is too strong and has already corroded his meridians."

Wei Changze and Cangse Sanren looked at each other, both showing worry.

"Brother Qingheng, is there any way to treat him?" Wei Changze asked.

Qing Heng Jun pondered for a moment and said, "At present, I don't have any way to remove the resentment in his body. I will go to the library to check and see if there is any way."

"Thank you, Brother Qingheng!" Wei Changze burst into tears of gratitude.

"You're welcome. I'm just doing my best," Qing Hengjun said. "However, this boy has a special personality. You must take good care of him in the future. And what's with all this resentment?"

Wei Changze told Qinghengjun in detail what happened at the mass grave yesterday.

Qing Hengjun frowned after hearing this, and then he took Wei Wuxian's pulse again. The more he felt, the more frightened he became!

Then he said, "Axian may have some good opportunities. Although the resentment cannot be removed, his spiritual power is still there, and..." Qingheng Jun paused and continued, "The spiritual power in his body is still abundant. It is estimated that he will be able to form a pill soon." Then he fed Wei Wuxian a spiritual medicine to nourish his body.

Wei Changze and his wife were shocked after hearing this. Not to mention why Ah Xian had resentment and could control it, he was only five years old and was about to form a pill.

"This is simply incredible!" Wei Changze exclaimed.

"However, this resentment is ultimately a hidden danger." Cangse Sanren said worriedly.

"We can only take it one step at a time," Wei Changze consoled him. "At least Xian still has the ability to control his resentment. Maybe we can find a complete solution in the future. What we need to do now is teach him well and help him learn to control his power."

Qing Hengjun suggested, "Changze, why don't you stay at the Cloud Recesses for now? I'll go check and see if there's any solution."

"Thank you, Brother Qingheng." The couple bowed to Qingheng Jun.

The couple stayed temporarily in the Cloud Recesses, and Wei Wuxian slept until noon the next day.

"Axian, are you feeling unwell anywhere else?" Cangse Sanren asked anxiously.

"Mom, Xianxian is fine, he just took a nap. Where is this?" Wei Wuxian asked coquettishly.

"This is the Cloud Recesses," Cangse Sanren said, stroking Wei Wuxian's head. Wei Changze was worried, so he asked Qingheng Jun to come and help.

Wei Wuxian had been watching Qingheng Jun since he entered the room. Qingheng Jun smiled slightly and said, "Xian, what's wrong?"

Wei WuXian scratched his head sheepishly and said, "Nothing, I just didn't recognize my uncle, so I looked at him a little longer." In his heart, he was thinking, "Qing Heng Jun hasn't gone into seclusion yet, is Lan Zhan's mother still here?"

Qing Heng Jun took Wei Wuxian's pulse and said, "There's nothing wrong with Ah Xian's body at the moment."

Wei Changze and his wife breathed a sigh of relief, bowed to Qinghengjun, and saw him off.