Lán WàngJī versus Alcohol: Chapter Ten

Since the bathtub was deformed and water was still in it, it was awkward for Lán WàngJī to carry it. So, from where they were, Lán XīChén and Jiāng Chéng saw a moving bathtub, which was a strange sight, until Lán WàngJī turned around to close the door and walked away.

In astonishment, Jiāng Chéng stared at Lán WàngJī, who usually looked elegant and dignified, holding a bathtub that was comically oversized, causing him to forget temporary why he was there in the first place.

As he noticed the shocking expression on Jiāng Chéng’s face, Lán XīChén said, “Jiāng Zōng-zhǔ, please forgive this sorry sight. WàngJī is still intoxicated and not behaving as he normally would.”

Jiāng Chéng looked puzzled. How could Lán WàngJī get drunk when GūsūLán’s rules prohibited drinking alcohol.

Lán XīChén then explained, “WàngJī has been affected by the smell of wine while they were out on their Night Hunting.”

Surprised, Jiāng Chéng exclaimed, “HánGuāng-Jūn is drunk because the smell of alcohol! What about Wèi WúXiàn? Is he all right?”

“Of course, I’m fine.”

Wèi WúXiàn was standing in the doorway, rubbing his lower back, then walked forward with somewhat unsteady steps.

Jiāng Chéng observed him for a while, and suddenly, he frowned angrily, without uttering a single word.

As he noticed the change in Jiāng Chéng’s mood, Wèi WúXiàn immediately came to a halt.

He was already aware of the two them standing outside, but Lán WàngJī didn’t want him to come out because his whole body was aching. However, when he heard Jiāng Chéng asking about him with concern, he hurriedly put on his outer robe and opened the door.

Wèi WúXiàn said inwardly, “Just now, his facial expression was fine, why does he suddenly seem angry? Did Jīn Líng say something about me that got him upset?”

Jiāng Chéng had all the reason to get angry. After learning that Wèi WúXiàn was ‘injured’, he rushed over here. He even threatened a GūsūLán disciple.

When he finally saw Wèi WúXiàn, Jiāng Chéng noted that he had a dishevelled appearance: his eyes were red; he seemed to be drained of all his strength; and his neck was covered in love bites to the point that it became awkward to look at him.

In an irritable mood, Jiāng Chéng said inwardly, “Do I have nothing better to do than listening to Jīn Líng’s nonsense?”

At Jīnlíntái, a young boy snooze twice* loudly.

Lán XīChén thought about leaving but couldn’t, because Jiāng Chéng’s mood had changed drastically.

At that moment, Lán WàngJī, who had returned, walked quietly forward and stood in front of Wèi WúXiàn, blocking Jiāng Chéng’s view of him.

It was easy to see that Lán WàngJī did it on purpose, which caused Jiāng Chéng to fume. He slowly uttered, “Lán WàngJī!”

In a very cold tone, Lán WàngJī retorted, “Jiāng WǎnYín*!”

The air between them thickened under the weight of their spiritual energies, which pressed against each other in open conflict. Now and then, tiny sparks of lightning crackled where the powers collided.

Lán XīChén thought that this situation was not optimistic.

Wèi WúXiàn gently tugged at Lán WàngJī’s sleeve, wanting to coax him to calm down.

Lán SīZhuī and Lán JǐngYí, who just arrived, were shocked by the scene, as well as surprised to see that Lán XīChén was there too.

After they saluted Lán XīChén, Lán JǐngYí said angrily, “Jiāng Zōng-zhǔ, Wèi-qiánbèi has never provoked or offended you in any way. Since Zéwú-Jūn is here as well, why don’t you all have a good talk together instead?”

“JǐngYí!” Lán SīZhuī scolded him, then observed that the situation seemed not to be like he had initially thought.

Wèi WúXiàn was confused by Lán JǐngYí’s words, wondering what Jiāng Chéng wanted to say to him. However, as he sensed Lán WàngJī’s spiritual pressure became more intense, Wèi WúXiàn quickly brought his attention back to him, he said, “Lán Zhàn, Jiāng Chéng has no ill intentions.”

But Lán WàngJī didn’t respond. So Wèi WúXiàn tried again this time by holding his hand and gently shook it.

Finally, Lán WàngJī restrained his spiritual pressure, turned around and looked at Wèi WúXiàn with tenderness.

Jiāng Chéng hated it when these two displayed their affection in his presence. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Lán WàngJī hug Wèi WúXiàn and kiss him in front of everyone.

The kissing scene caused a shock to everyone. Lán SīZhuī and Lán JǐngYí’s faces flushed instantly, they hurriedly lowered their heads, daring not to look at the two lovers.

Wèi WúXiàn lost count of how many times Lán WàngJī caught him off guard.

Three years ago, at Lotus Piers, Jiāng Chéng had seen him hug Lán WàngJī under the tree. Since then, Wèi WúXiàn had been careful, taking Lán WàngJī’s reputation into consideration.

However, in just one day, all his efforts were ruined because of Lán WàngJī being drunk. Moreover, it happened in front of Jiāng Chéng once again.

Wèi WúXiàn’s cheeks took on a pink tint. His hand pressed to his forehead, Wèi WúXiàn was certain that Lán WàngJī had done it on purpose, convinced that he shouldn’t be let out while he was drunk.

“I have to say something, otherwise a fight between them will break out.” Wèi WúXiàn said inwardly.

Trying hard to ignore the eyes on him, especially Jiāng Chéng’s glare, Wèi WúXiàn swallowed hard, met Lán WàngJī’s gaze, and began, “Lán Zhàn, I think—”

“Don’t say it!” Lán WàngJī interrupted him.

“Ah?” Wèi WúXiàn got puzzled.

Still holding Wèi WúXiàn in his arms, unwilling to let him go, Lán WàngJī said angrily, “Don’t say his name.”

It was clear to everyone that Lán WàngJī was referring to Jiāng Chéng. And Wèi WúXiàn felt helpless as he noticed a flash of purple light.

Lán WàngJī’s words got Jiāng Chéng very upset that he could no longer restrain himself.

Back then, when they were teenagers, although Jiāng Chéng admired Lán WàngJī, he didn’t think that they would interact each other in the future.

Likewise, he never imagined that a day would come when Wèi WúXiàn would leave Lotus Piers, where he was raised, become Lán WàngJī’s partner, and live in Yúnshēn Bùzhīchù, a place he once despised because of their strict rules.

After everything was settled down, Jiāng Chéng never expected he would rashly break into Yúnshēn Bùzhīchù for Wèi WúXiàn’s sake, and want to fight with Lán WàngJī.

As he sensed Jiāng Chéng’s fighting aura, Lán WàngJī let go of Wèi WúXiàn and, while turning around, made sure that Wèi WúXiàn stayed behind him, then he summoned Bìchén.

The spiritual energy of the sword flowed through its body, the edges shone brightly, and a faint sound of a dragon’s roar was emitted.

Lán WàngJī stood tall and majestic, his white clothes began to flutter as though it was caused by the strong wind, and his spiritual energy became overwhelming.

As this point, Lán XīChén could no longer stand by and watch. He hurried forward and said, “Jiāng Zōng-zhǔ, please don’t mind WàngJī’s words when he is under the influence of alcohol. Furthermore, here is Yúnshēn Bùzhīchù, so think twice.”

Jiāng Chéng sneered, “Zéwú-Jūn, since I’ve dared to trespass on your property, I no longer care about the consequences.”

Lán WàngJī stepped forward and said, “Xiōng-zhǎng, there’s no need to talk to him.”

Then he slowly turned his head and glared at Jiāng Chéng, he said coldly, “There must be a fight between you and me.”

With anxiety, Wèi WúXiàn said, “Lán Zhàn, wait!”

However, the two of them had already reached the point of no return. They launched their attacks simultaneously, and Zǐdiàn and Bìchén collided violently, producing the deafening sound of an explosion.

The impact of their spiritual energies distorted the surrounding air, creating waves that swept the area with an overwhelming pressure.

Standing nearby, Lán SīZhuī and Lán JǐngYí couldn’t dodge on time and, since their cultivation levels were not as strong as theirs, they were instantly affected: their ears were ringing and their hearts were pumping fast.

Lán SīZhuī tried hard to hold back the blood that was about to come out of his mouth. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Wèi WúXiàn stagger backwards onto his feet, which alarmed him. He then rushed over and held Wèi WúXiàn by the arm, he asked, “Wèi-qiánbèi, are you all right?”

In normal circumstances, Wèi WúXiàn wouldn’t be thrown off balance by the aftermath. He was extremely exhausted due to their intense activity in the bathtub and, later on, because of his nightmare, he didn’t sleep much. Therefore, he hadn’t recovered all his strength.

Wèi WúXiàn patted Lán SīZhuī’s hand, signalling him that he was fine. Then, by observing the two men venting their anger and frustration, he predicted the outcome the fight.

Lán WàngJī had always harboured a grudge against Jiāng Chéng. If he were not drunk and for Jīn Líng’s sake, he would restrain himself.

However, right now, it wasn’t the case. Lán WàngJī gave free rein to his emotions and didn’t hold back on his attacks, which were incredibly powerful.

On the other hand, Jiāng Chéng’s bark was worse than his bite. He was a soft-hearted person and didn’t use any ruthless moves. It was only a matter of time before he got defeated.

While he was fighting Lán WàngJī, from time to time, Jiāng Chéng couldn’t help but look in the direction of Wèi WúXiàn to check on his condition.

Lán XīChén looked at Wèi WúXiàn in his eyes and nodded.

Wèi WúXiàn immediately understood Lán XīChén’s intention and, patting Lán SīZhuī’s shoulder, he said, “SīZhuī, take JǐngYí and go far from here. Make sure that no one comes this way.”

Lán SīZhuī worriedly said, “But Jiāng Zōng-zhǔ and HánGuāng-Jūn are fighting.”

As pulled off Chénqíng from his waist-band, Wèi WúXiàn replied with smile, “Don’t worry. Even though HánGuāng-Jūn is drunk, he will never hurt me. Besides, Zéwú-Jūn is also here. So, hurry up. If uncle happens to know about this, we will be in trouble.”

Indeed, if Lán Lǎo found out, the consequences would be unimaginable. Without further delay, Lán SīZhuī did as he was told.

Choosing the right timing, Wèi WúXiàn rushed and stood between Lán WàngJī and Jiāng Chéng.

As soon as Wèi WúXiàn appeared in front of each of them, they at once retracted their attacks. However, their spiritual energies couldn’t be stopped.

Lán XīChén drew Shuòyuè and neutralised Jiāng Chéng’s purple lightning. Wèi WúXiàn used Chénqíng to block Lán WàngJī’s spiritual pressure, but since he was in poor condition, he stumbled backwards before steadying himself.

Lán WàngJī was startled. He hurried over and held Wèi WúXiàn in his arms. As he was about to transfer his spiritual energy to him through the wrist, he saw Wèi WúXiàn smile at him and stop him from doing so.

Jiāng Chéng was already alarmed when he saw Wèi WúXiàn stagger backwards. However, his emotions became even worse when he saw Lán WàngJī ready to channel his spiritual energy to Wèi WúXiàn. He felt like being struck by lightning, as something had suddenly crossed his mind.