The Untamed: Wei Wuxian Reborn as a Child

Wei WuXian's expression was solemn as he spoke slowly, "I've just established a relationship with the sword spirit. I've discovered a key point and also learned how to suppress it."

Nie Xichun asked hurriedly: "What should we do?"

Wei WuXian said solemnly, "Uncle Nie, your sword spirit once said that he needed to find a special person, and that special person is me. He needs my blood, and then he can completely suppress it with his ghost arts."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

Nie Mingjue's eyes widened. "Wei Wuxian, why is it you?"

Wei WuXian shrugged helplessly, "I don't know why, but the sword spirit did tell me so."

Lan Wangji's face was filled with worry: "Wei Ying, do you need a lot of blood?"

Wei WuXian shook his head. “Not too much. I’ll suppress it first with the blood talisman, and then completely suppress it with the ghost arts. But while I’m using the ghost arts, Daddy, Mr. Lan, and Uncle Nie, you have to keep the barrier open.”

Everyone nodded.

Wei WuXian no longer hesitated and immediately began to draw the blood runes. His expression was focused, his fingers dancing rapidly, and blood-red runes emerged in the air.

“Get up!” Wei Wuxian shouted softly, and the blood talisman floated towards Nie Mingjue’s sword spirit.

At the same time, he played the Chenqing flute, and a melodious sound rang out. The sound contained a powerful ghost power that seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.

Nie Mingjue's sword spirit began to struggle violently, roaring.

"Hold on!" Wei Changze shouted, and together with Lan Qiren and Nie Xichun, he tried his best to reinforce the barrier.

Sweat gradually seeped out of Wei Wuxian's forehead, but his eyes were extremely firm.

"Collect!" With Wei Wuxian's order, the blood talisman stuck tightly to the sword spirit, and the power of the ghost way continued to flow in.

After some effort, Nie Mingjue's sword spirit was finally completely suppressed.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but before they could rest, Wei Wuxian began to suppress Nie Xichun's sword spirit again.

This time, the amount of blood talismans consumed was several times greater, and Wei Wuxian's face turned even paler.

"Wei Ying, can you hold on?" Lan Wangji asked nervously.

Wei WuXian gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, I can do it."

He waved his fingers again, drawing more blood runes. These blood runes flew towards Nie Xichun's sword spirit like burning flames.

Nie Xichun's sword spirit is more ferocious than Nie Mingjue's, and it constantly attacks the barrier.

"Be careful!" Wei Changze shouted.

Wei Changze and others hurriedly increased their spiritual power output and strengthened the barrier.

Wei Wuxian's flute sounds became more urgent, and his ghost magic became more domineering.

"Break!" Wei Wuxian shouted, and the blood talisman and ghost power burst out at the same time.

The sword spirit let out a shrill scream and struggled desperately.

Wei Changze and his men felt that the barrier was about to be destroyed, so they immediately reinforced it again.

"Hold on!" Lan Qiren shouted.

Sweat fell like rain on Wei Wuxian's forehead, but he still did not give up.

Finally, with the joint efforts of everyone, Nie Xichun's sword spirit was completely suppressed.

However, Wei Wuxian also fell down in the end.

Lan Wangji immediately flew over to catch him, his face filled with anxiety: "Wei Ying!"

He worriedly asked his uncle for help: "Uncle, how is Wei Ying?"

Lan Qiren checked his pulse and said, "You're tired. Just take a rest."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Lan Qiren looked at Wei Wuxian with mixed feelings. He had once been dissatisfied with Wei Wuxian, but now he couldn't help but admire his courage and ability.

Lan Wangji gently held Wei Wuxian in his arms, his eyes full of tenderness and heartache.

"Wei Ying, don't take such risks again." Lan Wangji said softly.

Wei WuXian smiled weakly, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Everyone gathered around Wei Wuxian, and the atmosphere gradually relaxed.

"Thanks to Wuxian this time, otherwise we don't know what to do." Nie Xichun sighed.

Wei Changze nodded: "Yes, Ah Xian is a kid who always stands up at critical moments."

Lan Qiren looked at Wei Wuxian, feeling a little relieved. He had always thought Wei Wuxian was too unconventional, but this time, Wei Wuxian had proven his worth with his actions.

"Have a good rest. When you wake up, we will discuss the next step." Lan Qiren said.

Lan Wangji held Wei Wuxian in his arms, silently watching over him. He knew Wei Wuxian had put in a tremendous effort to suppress the sword spirit. He secretly vowed to protect Wei Wuxian and prevent him from being hurt again.