Tomb Raiders: After the Nine Gates Ancestor, they let loose and did whatever they wanted!

Wei Wuxian wasn't a saintly "good guy," but he possessed a chivalrous spirit, a strong sense of loyalty and righteousness, and a deep-rooted sense of responsibility. His parents' teachings, including their exemplary conduct in fighting evil and helping the weak, had a profound influence on him.

This reminded Wei Wuxian of the innocent people here, living, breathing people who shared the same sky and the same hundred years he had lived alongside them…

Even if you've never met a complete stranger, you shouldn't risk your life because of a momentary lapse in judgment. It's always better to be safe than sorry...

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"Crack!"

A crisp, abrupt cracking sound shattered the silence, carrying a fierce, cathartic force.

Xue Chengmei bit into the hard maltose candy in his mouth, glancing sideways at the person beside him who exuded...

Xiao Xingchen, exuding an aura of "I'm sad, but I'm quiet," glanced again at Wei Wuxian, who was putting on an act by the pillar, and a very strange smile appeared on his lips.

Frustrated, he couldn't muster any kind words. A contemptuous, drawn-out sneer escaped his throat as he raised his voice in a strange, unpleasant tone:

"Cough cough~ Jian~ Xuan~ San~ Ren~ Na~——"

"You, sir, can turn the world upside down with a flick of your wrist during the day, making those fools from the various sects of the immortal cultivation world run around like headless flies. When you're all that powerful and commanding,..."

But I haven't heard you utter a single word about how 'lonely' it is! What's wrong? As soon as the sun sets, you start getting all sentimental and dramatic? ↗”

ヽ(￣w￣(￣w￣〃)ゝ

As Xue Chengmei spoke, she exaggeratedly shook her shoulders, making a shivering motion as if she couldn't bear it.

Upon hearing the sound, Wei Ying turned around abruptly as if a switch had been flipped, and the deliberately exaggerated melancholy on his face receded like the tide.

It was instantly replaced by a light that mixed with the usual mischievousness and some deeper, more complex emotion.

She even rolled her eyes dramatically, almost to the top of her head, and then quickly changed the subject, clearly annoyed.

"Tch~↗, you don't know anything! This is called 'balance', understand? It's a state of mind! It's composure!"

Before he finished speaking, he deftly flipped his wrist, and with a crisp "whoosh," an elegant folding fan unfolded neatly in his hand.

The fan ribs are made of warm, smooth white jade, and the fan surface is made of the finest Xuelang Xuan paper. On it, the two large, bold characters "Jianxuan" are written in flowing ink, displaying a wild and unrestrained style.

It was a little gadget I made out of boredom, and now it became the perfect prop for Pipi Xian to hide his feelings, but for no reason he felt a chill~

Wei Wuxian gently waved his fan, sighing half-jokingly, "Besides," the fan ruffled a few stray strands of hair at his temples.

"If it weren't for the fact that you two 'good brothers' are still here at home, keeping my heart tied to you~"

"I've been having a blast out there, living the high life! Why would I spend all these years just getting myself into these little 'playing around' to kill time?"

Wei Wuxian lazily twirled the fan handle between his fingers, a playful smile curving his lips, deliberately maintaining an indifferent tone—he changed the subject to divert attention.

The words uttered were light and airy, as if those "minor squabbles" that stirred up trouble were truly just trivial games.

Little did he know that those few casual words he uttered were enough to make the entire cultivation world take notice, and cause people to turn pale at the mere mention of the name "Jian Xuan".

What was particularly striking was the signature object in his sleeve—a small, palm-sized object, neither gold nor jade, its surface shimmering with a dark, starlight-like glow—the Dark Jade Star Disc.

Legend has it that this object is extremely precious, capable of discerning good and bad fortune, and touching upon divine secrets; its very name sends shivers down one's spine.

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At this moment, the small star chart, said to contain unfathomable power, was quietly lying dormant deep within Wei Wuxian's wide sleeve.

Even through a thin layer of fabric, it exuded a chill that seeped into the bones, like a block of ice that could not be warmed, or like a frozen night.

The deep starlight flowed silently beneath it, as if it might pierce this soft barrier at any moment.

This astrolabe is a signature item deliberately created by Jianxuan Sanren, its significance being comparable to the "Chenqing" flute in the hands of the Yiling Patriarch Wei Wuxian, which commands all ghosts and strikes fear into their hearts!

Both are the most fearsome and iconic symbols in their master's hands!

(￣y▽￣)~* Cover your mouth and snicker