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[wangji]

Daozhang, are you aware of... I come from a point in time much further ahead than most from our world. Sizhui is the closest.

(( Wangji pauses, recalling how quickly things went awry when he casually mentioned facts that Wei Wuxian didn't already know to be truth. ))

Xiao-daozhang did not allow Xue Yang to impersonate you. You were already... gone.

[blindforlove]

...

[Perhaps he's just too tired, or just in a state of resignation.

He lowers his head and doesn't speak for a long moment.]

Was it in Yi City? Where I died?

[wangji]

(( Wangji doesn’t feel good about this, but it is better for the daozhang to know the truth. ))

Mm. It happened in Yi City.

[blindforlove]

... Xue Yang did it?

[His tone of voice is flat, without any energy at all, like anything else would be a surprise.]

[wangji]

He was responsible. Did not commit the act himself.

[blindforlove]

[Perhaps Xue Yang set a trap. Even if Xiao Xingchen is still a powerful cultivator without his sight, there are some things that even he could never figure out if someone planning was clever enough-- as he clearly knew.

He takes a step backwards before the back of his legs hit the bed, which he sits himself down on before he can fall over. How much. Information can he take in at once?]

Then... were the junior disciples harmed? Did you see a young girl there, too?

[Them being around someone so powerful and dangerous, but it seems like they're unharmed. Of course, they might also be from another time.]

[wangji]

The junior disciples were not harmed.

(( Wangji exhales softly. So much of what happened in Yi city came to him second-hand from Wei Ying and Sizhui; he himself having been occupied with clearing out fierce corpses and fighting Xue Yang. ))

The spirit of a young girl aided us. She left with Song-daozhang.

[blindforlove]

[A spirit...

He knows he shouldn't lose his composure, but he sits hunched over, his head in his hand.

They lived together for so many years, but Xue Yang truly does feel nothing for anyone, does he? Putting more of the details together, he has to ask--]

So did Xue Yang escape when others arrived to help the juniors...?

[It's hard to imagine the man finally dying when he's already escaped death before.]

[wangji]

No.

(( And there isn't an ounce of regret in that single utterance. He heard details third-hand from Wei Ying and the junior disciples. It was enough for him to know Wei Wuxian thought the man deserved death. After hearing the details, he whole-heartedly agreed. While the cultivator's body eluded them, there was no doubt he'd been killed. ))

[blindforlove]

[It's surreal to hear all of this, when both Xue Yang and himself are still alive here, existing like two ghosts in this city. At the very least, everyone else who came by was unharmed and Xue Yang finally could no longer hurt anyone.

If only A-Qing could be here too, so her only fate wasn't to suffer and die at his hands.]

... I suppose that all sorts of people have the chance to live again in this city.

[It doesn't matter how good they've tried to be or all the evil they've done. The Prismals make no distinction.]

Forgive me if this is a strange thing to ask, but... what should I do now? Do I really belong here?

[Someone like Xue Yang surely doesn't care what those matters, whether he knows about his fate or not. With Xiao Xingchen, he wonders if there's any place in any world left for him.]

[wangji]

You are here. You are here and all paths lead to the Dao. Remember your master's teachings. Accept this path.

[blindforlove]

Ah... of course.

[He shouldn't forget all of what he's learned and dedicated himself to, just because of all these tribulations. Many have gone through worse without wavering. And is he not a daozhang?

It's just very, very difficult right now.

But if he keeps his focus, he'll be fine. Or rather, he can serve a purpose in this world.]

Thank you, Hanguang-jun. This is all... a lot to take in at once, but it's better that I know the truth of everything.

[Lies and misdirection have only made matters worse for him.]

[wangji]

(( Wangji nods. But then he adds: ))

It is not easy, daozhang. Living with pain and grief.. can make you stronger. But, it is not weakness to grieve what was lost.

(( Surely, Xiao Xingchen believed his mysterious friend was a good person. For however long they'd spent together in Yi City and then here... He must be grieving the loss of that imaginary person. He must be blaming himself for being so naive as to be taken in by his nemesis. ))