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    Without a Golden Core, it was inevitable Wei Wuxian would be the first to succumb to the passage of time. He was surrounded by his loved ones as he laid to rest in his soulmate’s embrace. A-Yuan, Jin Ling, all the disciples of Cloud Recess, Huaisang, his husband’s brother, and even Jiang Cheng were there. Although his life was anything but perfect, he was at peace before he took his last breath.
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    Wei Wuxian stared at his own reflection in the waters of Lotus Pier. This time, he didn’t have any hideous make-up on. The young boy reflected on the waves was clearly himself from many, many years ago.

    He pinched himself once, yanked his cheeks, and winced at the numbing pain.

    Then he drew in a sharp intake of breath, whipped his head up, and screamed.

    “What kind of afterlife is this?!”

    Or Wei Wuxian somehow finds himself with a chance to live and die all over again, with hopefully no lingering regrets this time around.

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    Mu Qing sat beneath the sloped roof of one of Nan Yang’s many temples scattered across the mortal realm, the weight in his chest far heavier than the wounds he bore. The air was still, save for the rapid thud of his heart beating wildly not just from the frantic escape he’d just endured, but from something far less tangible, far more suffocating.

    Before him stood the stone likeness of Feng Xin, carved in reverence but lacking the warmth and life of the man it represented. The statue offered no comfort, only the stark reminder of who he had nearly called out to. Who he might have to.

    Whatever had attacked him had worn the faces of people he once trusted. It had cursed him, drained him, left him barely clinging to consciousness. His spiritual energy was too weak to use the communication array, his limbs trembling from the weight of pain and confusion.

    Mu Qing knew what had to be done.

    But doubt clung to him like a second skin. Would Feng Xin hear him if he prayed? And if he did… would he come?

    Would he care?

    TLDR: Mu Qing needs to pray at a Nan Yang temple for help. Feng Xin was late leaving Mu Qing to be tortured.

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