#yiling wei
The Yiling Laozu and the Yiling Wei Sect were called to war three months after the Sunshot Campaign started, but in truth, Wei Wuxian joined the efforts against QishanWen quite early
It all started during the last trip to move the Wen siblings to the Burial Mounds when he and Meng Yao happened to pass close to a certain cave that reeked of resentful energy; of course, as the grandmaster of the Demonic Cultivation, the young Wei Wuxian had to investigate. It was good that he had trained every person that came to live in the Burial Mounds to withstand and protect themselves from the resentful energy, or Meng Yao would’ve passed out when they reached the underground lake
“A turtle” Meng Yao deadpans seeing the monstrous creature that thrashes around trying to break Wei Wuxian’s shield
“Ah!” the 14-year-old kid realizes “Popo talked us about this! The ancient turtle… uh… the Xuanwu!” Meng Yao remembers the story about the semi-divine turtle, the Xuanwu of slaughter
“Great… now what?” he crosses his arms, he has his own sword forged by Wei Wuxian and himself, but if a thousand cultivators couldn’t kill this thing, what makes anyone think that two kids can? they can’t. At least not with spiritual energy
Wei Wuxian considers it for a moment, the Xuanwu has a lot of resentful energy, but it is not the most he can feel inside the cave. One perk of being adopted by the Burial Mounds as a whole (after almost dying 2 times but who is counting?), is that the ghosts and the fallen gods taught him to use both spiritual and resentful energy, so he mastered both paths when he was 8 (those two almost deaths don’t count!!), so he does what he knows best
In another world, he would’ve wondered if it was possible to use the victims against the executioner, in this one he does exactly that. ‘There’s not much love for the semi-divine turtle here’ he thinks as he raises the ghosts of centuries of victims against the creature, effectively killing it. In doing that, he also discovers a black sword, full to the brim of resentment
“You think Subian will feel replaced?” he jokes as he tries the sword, he can feel the thrumming of energy, and distantly he can hear the screams, though it’s nothing like the Burial Mounds back when he first entered. Meng Yao takes a look without getting too close
“I think Chengqin will feel threatened” he counters, and sure enough the dizi is letting a small tendril of dark energy out in displeasure. Wei Ying chuckles
“Aw it’s okay” he pats the precious flute that he so painfully carved day after day so many years ago “I still have to purify and tame this one, will see if it can be used later”
After taking one tooth as a trophy and some other parts for experimentation, Wei Wuxian and Meng Yao seal and hide the cave, writing purifying symbols in the wards to ensure the cleansing and rest of all the poor victims of the demonic turtle
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Three years later, Wen Chao drags the heirs all over the mountain, trying to find the mysterious prey some say there’s on the mountain but without success. When the unsuspecting heir tries to enter a warded cave for the fifth time, the backlash is so strong Wen Zhuliu has to take him in arms to rush back to the city to a healer, of course, the hostages heirs take this chance to escape.
Nobody knows who or what put such an impressive ward in a normal-looking cave, but nobody asks, they focus on getting back to their respective sects safely
One month later, the Jiang Sect is saved from full destruction by remarkably similar wards
Sanctuary
Wei Ying was 6 years old when he entered the Burial Mounds and it adopted him. By that time he had been fighting dogs for scraps for a year and a half, and it was one of the same beasts that drove him to the outskirts of Yiling, we kept wondering out of curiosity and hope that he might find a place to stay, a place where he could be safe, a place where he could belong.
He found it
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Meng Yao was 13 years old when he and his mother arrived at Yiling, his father had tossed him down the stairs of Koi Tower, and after an incident in the brothel they couldn’t stay in Yunping, they had no idea where to go, but Sisi helped them
“The rumors say the Yiling Laozu can help,” She told them as she put all her own savings in young Meng Yao’s hands “that he can fulfill any wishes for the right price”
Meng Yao didn’t believe that, but they had no place to go and in any case, Yiling was far enough of Lanling and Yuping so he worked and worked until he and his mother were able to afford the trip. He kept working along the way, hoping to be able to afford whatever price was needed to ensure his and his mother’s safety
When they reached the base of the mountains, of the Burial Mounds, they found a little shrine, they had discussed that one of them hide in case things went wrong, but in the end, neither he nor Meng Shi wanted to leave the other, they only had each other now
So they walked and reach the shrine, there was an unnatural amount of dark fog, resentment the other cultivators they meet on their way called it. Meng Yao noted the very second they stopped being alone, he tensed and his mother bowed next to him, pressuring him to do the same
“Yiling Laozu, we, humble servants come to you to ask for your protection” his mother’s voice was firm even if a bit rough from the new disease that was starting to take root in her lungs
It did not pass a full minute until a small figure stepped out of the shadows, if he wasn’t an expert in keeping his emotions in check, Meng Yao would’ve gaped. In front of him was a child, one a few years younger than he himself
“What sort of protection do you seek?” He asked them with a childish voice
Meng Yao was 13 years old when he and his mother went looking for safety.
They found it
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Xue Yang was 5 years old when he was tossed into the Burial Mounds, the man had tricked him to give a letter that only resulted in him getting beat up, after, the same man tried to get rid of him, he would’ve succeeded and possibly hurt him badly, but then, the kid made a scene
“YOU ARE A BAD MAN!!!” the child yelled, making everyone turn to look at them, the cultivator, Chang Ci'An flushed embarrassed, even if the kid was a street rat, it was still a small one, it started to look very bad for him “BAD MEN LIKE YOU WILL BE PUNISHED!! YILING LAOZU WILL COME FOR YOU!!” the brat screamed one of the most common threats he heard in the alleys. It had been roughly two years since people started whispering about the shadow demon that roamed the Burial Mounds and controlled the fierce corpses that tried to get into the town
The cultivator flushed bright red, both from embarrassment and also from the secret fear he felt, for he too had listened to the rumors and stories
“You want to meet Yiling Laozu? Then so be it!” he grabbed young Xue Yang from his collar and mounting his sword he flew as fast as he could until he was over the mass grave. For a moment he paused, feeling the doubt creeping in, it would be easy to just toss the kid in Yiling, where he couldn’t bother him anymore, but then the kid started to spit out insult after insult, making the rage reach its peak “Tell the Yiling Laozu I send my regards” he sneered as the let go
Xue Yang had a moment of pure fear as he fell, then, the darkness engulfed him
Xue Yang wakes to the kind face of a woman, she reassures them that he is alive, that he is safe. He is inside a shack, inside there’re also two young men, one looking at him with slightly apprehension and the other with open curiosity
“Welcome to the Burial Mounds” the curious one chirps, he has silver eyes and a sunshine-like smile
Xue Yang was 5 years old when he was tossed into the Burial Mounds. Once, he hoped to find a family
He found it
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Wen Qing was 17 years old when she arrived at the Burial Mounds to ask for help
She was from a branch of the Qishan Wen Sect, her family resides in Dafan Mountain, a few years ago, her uncle, Wen Ruohan had killed her parents because they refused to make poison for him. Since then, Wen Ruohan took her and her little brother under his wing, threatening her compliance with the safety of her brother and extended family.
Wen Ning was barely 10 years old when they started to listen the rumors, the ones about a shadow roaming Yiling, then, a demon who fulfilled wishes; then, about people starting to willingly enter the Burial Mounds. Wen Ning turn 13 years old when his older sister decided to take them there
When Wen Qing turned 17 and her brother turned 13, she had a vision. Nothing dramatic or prophetic, she just saw her uncle’s actions, and, logically followed them until she reached her conclusion: War.
At some point, not too far, the sects would go to war against Qishan Wen, and whoever won would take over her family. Wen Ruohan had them already under his thumb, he could send them to fight at his own whim, without caring if they live or die; the other sects could decide all Wens were guilty and torture them or kill them. Either way, they lose. Wen Qing didn’t want that future for her family. So, taking advantage of a night hunt she goes to Yiling.
The entrance of the Burial Mounds doesn’t look as grand as Wen Qing would’ve imagined; there’s a rundown shrine with offerings, a dark fog surrounds the area, she represses the shiver the resentment gives her. After a few minutes, a figure emerges from the darkness, Wen Qing tenses, even if the young man looks barely older than her brother, anyone who manages to live inside a mass grave is considered as dangerous according to her
“Yiling Laozu” she says as she bows as low as her dignity allows her “This lowly healer come to you seeking for your help”
“How may this Yiling Laozu be of service?” the kid gives a tentative bow
“I seek refuge for me and my family”
In the end, it takes six months to move the Dafan Wen to Yiling.
Wen Qing is 17 years old and Wen Ning is 13 years old when they entered the Burial Mounds looking for protection
They found it
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Mo Xuanyu was 5 years old when his mother brought him to the Burial Mounds
His mother was the second young mistress in the Mo Clan, she was 15 years old when Jin Guangshan approach her. The “romance” last roughly two years until she got pregnant; the young Mo girl truly thought that Sect Leader Jin would come for her, for his son at least, but her dreams were crushed by Madam Jin, who she stumbles upon during one night-hunt she was having with Madam Yu. By then, Madam Jin had the ability to accurately recognize her husband’s bastards, which was what happened with young Xuanyu when he was playing in the town
The Madam didn’t chase her out of the village, but she might as well have when she almost laughed at the promises Guangshan had made to the young girl in front of the Mo manor. After the cultivators left, her older sister Mo furen, kicked her out of the house, calling her a disgrace for the Clan
The pair of mother and child then walked and walked, looking for someplace to stay, somewhere warm and dry… but there weren’t many places like that that wouldn’t try something more perverse with a young, beautiful, desperate mother. During the travels, the young mistress heard the tale of the Yiling Laozu, the demon who fulfilled wishes and took strays under his wing, there were talks and rumors about a new Yiling Wei sect, but nothing concrete, the only things that were consistent were that the Yiling Laozu could fulfill wishes for a price and that the Burial Mounds now was a place for the ones who didn’t have a place to go. So young Mo Ning took her child and made her way to Yiling
The mother and the child were hovering in the outskirts of Yiling, near the shrine where offerings and hunt requests were placed. She was unsure of what to do next, the dark fog was very intimidating; her nerves were such that she didn’t notice the young man walking towards them
“Hello” the polite man saluted her, she flinched and hastily bowed to him “Are you perhaps looking for the Yiling Laozu?” he gave them a smile that looked friendly enough, at least his dimples made it look friendly
“Yes gongzi” she bowed as low as she is used to as the daughter of a servant, her child clumsy follows her. She didn’t see the wary look the man gives to her son, also recognizing the Jin genes “We hoped to ask for a place to stay, at least until my son is older and can provide for himself… I am the daughter of a servant so I can pay our stay with work!” she hurried to add
The young man contemplated for a second before he moved to raise her from her bow
“It’s alright guniang” he reassured her “Come on, follow me” he instructed as he started to walk towards the dark fog
Mo Ning took her son’s hand tightly and did as instructed
Mo Xuanyu was 5 years old when his mother brought them both to the Burial Mounds in search of a new home
They found it
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Meng Yao is 19 years old, Xue Yang 10 years old, Wen Qing 20 years old, Wen Ning 16 years old, and Mo Xuanyu 7 years old when a letter arrives to the relative new Yiling Wei Sect about the start of the Sunshot Campaign
Wei Ying, courtesy name Wuxian, master of demonic cultivation, Yiling Laozu and Sect Leader of Yiling Wei, is 17 years old when he closes the wards surrounding the Burial Mounds and goes to war
rabbit mask
There’s nothing worse than losing your family.
I think Mo Xuanyu is not much weaker than Xue Yang in this AU, after all, they have a good master, but Xue Yang still believes that he needs to be protected. at the same time, he will tease him about it.
I hope other sects won’t attack them.
❤️First disciple of the Yiling Wei Sect -Xue Yang
Oh, all those patterns on his clothes
It’s illogical to draw one when you ship them, I drew the second one because I’m already used to both of them
Second disciple of the Yiling Wei Sect - Mo Xuanyu ❤️
This > all of the world
Hello everyone!
Do you remember art with Wei Ying and his boy students? Yes, I decided to draw this topic again. I really really like this AU, at least because three (four, Wei Wuxian too) Souls survive in it. (Some kind of Jiang Cheng’s nightmare ..).
So, I decided to do some magic and try to imagine Wei Wuxian’s sect a little richer than it could be in the canon (well, let’s dream and give money to poor A-Xian, for the maintenance of their children).
When I drew clothes for the characters, I didn’t want to make them the same. I flipped through quite a lot of references, was inspired by the images from the doramas and probably adapted them to the style of 2d and Donghua after all. As for the images, I want to draw attention to the patterns on everyone’s clothes. In them, I tried to make some kind of reference to the character or his story.
So A-Yuan has a pattern of clouds and sleeves with sun rays on his clothes, Wei Ying has lotus motifs on his belt and lapels. Besides, many people already know that I love the Jin clan theme, and that’s why there are peonies on Xuanyu’s clothes.
I wanted to somehow unite A-Qing and Xue Yang, after all, they are from the same arch. They have the motives of field herbs, Xue Yang has wormwood + a reference to his surname. In addition, the small pattern on his hanfu is small stylized candies.
P.S. my preferences may not coincide with yours.
P.P.S. This idea arose after the concept with Mo Xuanyu and Xue Yang in the outfit of lanling Jin.
Yiling Patriarch my beloved
Yeahhhh go ham and die king
After a long time, to gain some self-believe…. Wei Wuxain no doubt a perfect man..
