The Untamed: Wei Wuxian Reborn as a Child

The next day, Wei Wuxian said to Lan Wangji in the quiet room, "Lan Zhan, I've been out for so long, it's time for me to go home."

Lan Wangji nodded slightly, a hint of reluctance in his eyes. The little Qilin "Tayun" beside him seemed to sense the atmosphere of parting and let out a low cry.

Lan Wangji: "I'll take you there."

Wei WuXian smiled and said, "Okay."

Lan Wangji and Tayun walked Wei Wuxian to the entrance of the Cloud Recesses.

Wei Wuxian: "Lan Zhan, let's just send her here. You can go back now."

Lan Wangji looked at Wei Wuxian and said after a moment of silence, "Be careful on your journey."

Wei Wuxian waved his hand: "Don't worry, Lan Zhan."

After saying that, Wei Wuxian turned and left. Lan Wangji stood at the door, watching Wei Wuxian's receding figure for a long time without leaving.

Wei Wuxian flew all the way back home, and just as he entered the house, he saw Xue Yang running towards him.

Xue Yang walked around Wei Wuxian, but didn't see the egg or anything else. He asked in confusion, "Did you throw the egg away?"

As they walked, Wei WuXian said, "The egg hatched a mythical beast, the Qilin."

Xue Yang's eyes widened: "What? The mythical beast Qilin?"

At this time, Wei Changze, Cangse and Meng Yao, who had just heard that Wei Wuxian had returned, also came over.

Wei Changze: "Wuxian, you said the egg hatched the mythical beast Qilin?"

Wei Wuxian nodded: "Yes, Daddy."

Zangse said in surprise: "This is really amazing."

Meng Yao: "Axian, where is the mythical beast Qilin now?"

Wei Wuxian: "The Qilin has recognized Lan Zhan as its master and named him Tayun."

Xue Yang was immediately anxious when he heard this: "What? Recognize Lan Wangji as your master? Then we've all worked in vain?"

Wei Wuxian: "Yangyang, don't say that. It's fate that he recognized his master by stepping on the cloud. Besides, Lan Zhan is not an outsider."

Wei Changze: "Axian is right. The mythical beast Qilin has its own choices."

Zangse: "However, this is too surprising."

Meng Yao: "Will we be able to see Tayun again in the future?"

Wei WuXian: "Of course."

Xue Yang was still a little unwilling: "Humph, then Lan Wangji is really lucky."

Wei Wuxian smiled and said, "Yangyang, don't be jealous. You might have other adventures in the future."

Xue Yang said gloomily, "Forget it, I'm going to practice swordplay."

After several months of continuous hard practice, Xue Yang finally achieved the state of Jindan.

Wei Wuxian lay on the roof, a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, staring blankly at the sky. In the distance, a figure flew over quickly. It was Xue Yang.

"Brother Xian, I have formed a pill!" Xue Yang's face was full of excitement, his eyes sparkling, as if hiding thousands of stars.

Wei Wuxian sat up and smiled, "Congratulations, Yangyang." Then he lay down again.

The smile on Xue Yang's face instantly disappeared, and he said angrily, "Huh, is that all you have to say about congratulations? Brother Xian, aren't you happy for me?"

Wei Wuxian didn't notice Xue Yang's emotions, and responded casually: "I'm happy. Yangyang is so amazing, of course he deserves congratulations." Xue Yang bit his lip and turned to leave.

Wei Wuxian looked at Xue Yang's back, feeling somewhat bewildered. After a while, he realized that Xue Yang was angry.

Wei Wuxian shook his head helplessly. Xue Yang's temper was truly unpredictable. However, he could understand Xue Yang's feelings. Xue Yang had been cultivating diligently, striving to one day achieve a pill. Now that he had finally succeeded, he ran to tell him with great joy, only to receive a bland congratulations. Anyone would be unhappy.

Wei Wuxian remembered that Xue Yang's birthday was approaching, and an idea came to his mind. He returned to his room, took out a pen and paper, and drew a picture of the sword Xue Yang had worn in his previous life. Wei Wuxian decided to give Xue Yang an identical sword on his birthday.

Wei Wuxian took the drawing paper and found Wei Changze. Wei Changze looked at the sword on the drawing paper and frowned slightly: "This sword is not easy to cast."

Wei WuXian smiled and said, "I believe Daddy will find a way."

Wei Changze sighed helplessly: "Well, since it's for Ayang, I'll go to the Sword Casting Building and try it."

Wei Wuxian and Wei Changze arrived at the Sword Forging Tower. Seeing Wei Changze coming in person, the tower's owner hurried out to greet him.

"Master Wei, I wonder what brings you here today?" the host asked respectfully.

Wei Changze took out a drawing paper and handed it to the OP: "I'd like to ask you to help me forge a sword. Here's the blueprint."

The poster took the drawing paper, looked at it carefully, and his expression became serious: "The casting process of this sword is very complicated and requires a lot of time and effort."

Wei WuXian quickly said, “It doesn’t matter, as long as it can be forged before Yangyang’s birthday.”

The host hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll do my best."

In the days that followed, Wei Wuxian looked forward to the sword being forged as soon as possible. He would go to the Sword Forging Building from time to time to check on the progress, but the owner would always tell him that it would take some time.

Finally, on the day before Xue Yang's birthday, the owner of the building sent someone to inform Wei Wuxian that the sword had been forged. Wei Wuxian excitedly ran to the sword forging building and saw the brand new sword. The blade gleamed with a cold light, and the hilt was inlaid with a red gem, exactly the same as the sword Xue Yang had worn in his previous life.

Wei Wuxian carefully picked up the sword, feeling its weight and texture. He nodded with satisfaction. This sword would definitely make Xue Yang happy.

The next day, Wei Wuxian got up early and prepared everything. He went to Xue Yang's residence, but found that Xue Yang was not there. Wei Wuxian searched everywhere and finally found Xue Yang on a hillside.

Xue Yang sat there, gazing into the distance, wondering what he was thinking. Wei Wuxian quietly walked over and sat next to Xue Yang.

"Yangyang, happy birthday." Wei Wuxian said with a smile.

Xue Yang glanced at Wei Wuxian and said nothing.

Wei Wuxian took out his sword and handed it to Xue Yang: "This is my birthday gift to you."

Xue Yang looked at the sword, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He took the sword and carefully stroked the lines on the sword.

"Is this... my sword?" Xue Yang asked in disbelief.

Wei WuXian nodded. “Indeed, this was forged for you by my father and I. I hope you like it.”

Xue Yang gripped the sword tightly, his eyes moist. He looked at Wei Wuxian and said, "Brother Xian, thank you. How did you know I always wanted this sword?"

Wei WuXian smiled and said, "When you came to me on the day of your Core Formation, I knew how much you longed for your own sword. I just wanted to give you a special gift on your birthday."

Xue Yang was deeply moved. "Brother Xian, I will definitely work harder in my cultivation and live up to your and Senior Wei's expectations."

Wei Wuxian patted Xue Yang's shoulder, "Okay, let's become stronger together."

Wei WuXian then asked, “Yangyang, give your sword a name. The hilt hasn’t been engraved yet.”

Xue Yang: "Disaster."

Wei WuXian frowned slightly. He felt that this name was not very good. "Why is it called Zai Jiang? Can't we change it?"

Xue Yang stared at the sword in his hand with a determined look, and said slowly, "There are too many disasters in this world. I wish to use this sword to eliminate all the disasters in the world."

Wei Wuxian's heart moved. He seemed to see Xue Yang in the future, holding the Disaster-Rescuing Sword and protecting the people of the world.

"Okay, let's call it a disaster." Wei Wuxian said with a smile.

Xue Yang sheathed his sword and stood up. "I will, Brother Xian."

The two turned around, walked side by side, and slowly walked back in the direction they came from.