What if things didn't go according to plan? What if Wei Wuxian lived? It's been 10 years since Wei Wuxian had last been seen in the cultivating world. The day the late Jiang Yanli was put to rest. Wei Wuxian showed up with a single jar of alcohol in his hand and made a beeline for where Yanli's brother and husband stood, heads bowed and clutching the hands of her young son. "I told you this would happen!" He spat in the face of Jin Zixuan. "I told you she wasn't strong enough and now look what happened!" He yelled. "It was what she wanted." Jiang Cheng cut in taking a step forward to separate Wei Wuxian and Jin Zixuan. "What she wanted!? She was sick! She didn't know what was going on! It was your job to protect her!" Wei Wuxian jabbed a finger into Jin Zixuan's chest. "I trusted- We trusted you to keep her safe!" Jin Zixuan lowered his head and stared at the floor. "I'm sorry..." Was all he managed to croak out. His son, Jin Ling, was looking up at him with his big doe eyes. He had no idea what was going on. He had no idea what he just lost. It was quiet for a few seconds and then Wei Wuxian let out a strangled noise. "You disgust me." He said looking between Jin Zixuan and Jiang Cheng, before storming out of the room. Jiang Cheng called after him and even some of the other cultivators gathered to mourn, seemed to want to help, but there was nothing they could do. That was the last time any of them had seen Wei Wuxian. His dark hair flowing with every angered step, black robes dragging on the floor, foreboding wall of resentment forming and that one jar of alcohol clutched in his hand. That was the last of the Yiling Patriarch.
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