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[ WHY'D YOU HAVE TO CALL HIM OUT LIKE THAT......... Wei Wuxian leans back slightly when Xue Yang gets in his space and he frowns. This guy... agh... he hates their similarities, he truly hates it. ]
Then... I guess you'll have to wait until I get bored again, huh?
[ Seen all his notes, huh? Fucking Jin Guangyao, he would make sure you get killed a second time if he could. ]
[ Well not all of them but all the ones that still exist. Presumably. His good friend and benefactor would definitely not hold out on him, right? Right.
Xue Yang gives a chuckle at that. ]
Guess so. I can be patient when I have to be.
[ It's when he doesn't have to be that one needs to worry.
Xue Yang doesn't know if the earlier touch counts as "fondle" nor does he really care. If Wei Wuxian needs a bit of time to make him spill, Xue Yang has distractions to tide himself over with. He grabs the dice again and casually tosses them, and it seems his next distraction is...
SUCK NIPPLE
Again. ]
Well that's stupid.
[ But he's going for it, zeroing in on the nipple that he previously left unattended. Because if he's doing this a second time he might as well make something different about it. ]
But man, that sure sounds like a threat and Wei Wuxian is kind of distracted by it that he doesn't notice Xue Yang's tossed the dice again until he hears his voice. He blinks and furrows his brow before — oh! Okay! That's Xue Yang in his space and... sucking his nipple!
Ahhh! He is so sensitive and ticklish. There is more squirming there and he covers his face with a hand as it goes pink. ]
Xue Yang continues to work, and if he has any consideration for how much it's making Wei Wuxian squirm it's only to make sure he's squirming more. He's annoyed, but even when frustrated Xue Yang knows that sometimes it's better to bide his time if the reward is worth it. And this reward--the last secrets of the Yin Tiger Tally that he spent years trying to unravel--is very worth it.
So instead of lashing out he toes the line, staying within the bounds of the dice but getting all he can out of it while still ostensibly playing along. He sucks decadently, breaking the sensations up with licks and even the graze of teeth, but making sure to lavish attention without relent. He isn't even touching anywhere else on Wei Wuxian, as easy as it would be to caress his stomach, brush against his legs, or even cop a feel. If this is how sensitive he is he'll probably come the moment a hand is on his cock anyway, and Xue Yang has one more dice roll left to go.
If Wei Wuxian thinks the dice are mean, he's in for quite the shock. ]
[ Wei Wuxian decides then that he has to lose this game, if only to escape Xue Yang's clutches and catch his breath somewhere else. He really thought this'd be fun and the competitive part of him definitely wanted to see how far he could go. But now, as Xue Yang completely ravishes his nipple, he thinks defeat is better than any other option here right now. He keeps squirming, torn between pressing more into that mouth and pushing Xue Yang away. This is... ah... this is so much!
Choppy breathing and soft pants leave Wei Wuxian as Xue Yang continues his ministrations. His hands clutch the chair he's sitting on, knuckles turning white with how hard his hands clench around it. Goodness gracious! What is he supposed to do! There is something of a whine that leaves his throat and has him covering his mouth with one of his hands immediately, eyes screwed shut as he ignores the arousal in his gut.
[ He has him pinned. He definitely has him pinned. Xue Yang isn't sure why Wei Wuxian is so vulnerable to this sort of thing but complaining about it is the last thing on his mind. He has no reason to think seduction will get what he wants out of him so that's not his goal; at this point he wants the win, and he wants Wei Wuxian to be unable to ignore him going forward for as long as they're both here.
So as Wei Wuxian continues to struggle beneath him Xue Yang reaches for the dice again--they're positioned awkwardly, but still barely within reach--and drops them closer on the table.
It takes several seconds before he manages to glance over to see what they've landed on, and then he's wasting no time starting to work on getting Wei Wuxian's pants off. LICK THIGH is certainly not the worst reason he could be trying to strip him, but any stripping at all is probably not exactly welcome. ]
[ NOT... HIS PANTS.......... Wei Wuxian's eyes fly open as he feels Xue Yang start to reach for his pants and immediately, without hesitation, he's slapping his hands away with a yelp. ]
What are you doing—?!
[ But then his eyes glance over at the dice and right, okay. He's playing the game. The game that Wei Wuxian is definitely giving up on now because he's overwhelmed and embarrassed and also hard?! He hates that he's hard, this sucks. He's never going to live this down. ]
Don't — don't take off my pants. I forfeit! I give up! You win, alright?! You totally win and I lose and it's fine, you don't have to lick my thigh.
[ Just going to tug up his pants the bit that Xue Yang was able to get down and button them back up, face pink all over and unable to meet Xue Yang's eyes. This is so embarrassing... ]
[ At the forfeit Xue Yang lets up, sitting back triumphantly as he watches Wei Wuxian fix his clothes back in place. He has no issue keeping eye contact, or at least doing his half of it.
His face was far too close for him to not notice Wei Wuxian had gotten hard, and he chuckles at Wei Wuxian's blushing. ]
That wasn't even a challenge. You're gonna need to get better at this than that to survive here.
Hey, if I actually licked you would that have been enough to get you to come?
[ This is the worst. He can see the flash of loser on his watch as the game registers his loss and is a little put out by it but alas, nothing to be done! Better than to have Xue Yang licking his thigh. Fuck's sake. ]
No!
[ Immediate, upset denial. The audacity! He would not come that easily... he thinks. Shit. ]
This body just hasn't done much before. It's not a big deal! I'll get plenty of experience here and be back to normal in no time!
[ Not that... he had barely any experience before in his last body. But no one needs to know that! As far as anyone is concerned, Wei Wuxian was a casanova and that's the story he's sticking with. Yep!
A pause and then he jabs a finger in Xue Yang's direction, meeting his eyes now as he narrows them at him. ]
We are not having sex while I'm here, Xue Yang.
[ Just making that abundantly clear. He will not be able to look Lan Wangji or anyone else in the eye ever again if he ends up in a risque situation with Xue Yang while here. He's gotta be better than that! ]
[ Xue Yang gives a snort and a slight eye roll at that. Wei Wuxian can say he's not going to fuck whomever but whether he can actually keep to that (or will want to) is anyone's guess. Xue Yang has no particular drive to fuck him beyond proving himself to the only person he considers on or above his level, but it's not that he wouldn't either. ]
Yeah? Bet you wouldn't have possessed a virgin if you knew you'd end up here.
We'll see who you end up fucking and if you just find them boring.
[ Wei Wuxian is probably into some really kinky shit. ]
[ There's a shake of his head here, insistent. Not about the sex part though. ]
I'm not possessing anyone. This body was sacrificed to me, it's my body completely now.
[ So like, there. He didn't choose the virgin, the virgin chose him!
But he does give a slight frown at the next part because... well. No, yeah, he is into some kinky shit. He can't even pretend to be vanilla. But no!! He won't get bored!!! Not bored enough to fuck Xue Yang!! ]
I'm sure there are plenty of interesting people here to fuck. Don't worry about me.
[ Well, of course Wei Wuxian knows the requirements. It's his ritual, after all. So, when he talks about it, it's a little breezily, like none of this matters in the first place and they're talking about the weather. ]
Eh, it's nothing too complicated. It's called "Sacrifice" since the person who performs it has to sacrifice themselves to the spirit they call. They give up their body and their life and in exchange, the spirit has to adhere to their last wishes or they'll be destroyed, never to reincarnate. It's kind of a last ditch thing, no one's that desperate to use it. Usually.
[ Unless you're Mo Xuanyu.
Then there's a pause and he remembers who he's talking to, immediately narrowing his eyes at Xue Yang. ]
For the record, you can't force someone to do it for you either. It's a contract between a spirit and the sacrifice. A third party getting involved would mess it all up.
[ That look in Xue Yang's eyes absolutely says "you can't force someone? We'll see about that." ]
A contract, huh? So it takes the resentful energy of the one performing the ritual and uses that as a beacon, or a tether--is it both? Binding the captured spirit to the world of the living using the same principle as a ghost, but there's a still-living body ready to hold it instead of the corpse of its original body. So all the ritual itself needs to do is summon the soul and align it to the body. Forcing the soul to do the sacrifice's bidding is obvious; unsettled resentful energy on that scale would collapse into qi deviation if left inside something living for too long.
So the obvious problem with using someone else as a sacrifice would be how to plant resentful energy for the ritual. Forcing it in on that scale would normally trigger a deviation before you'd have enough for a summoning. Even if it didn't there's a risk external energy wouldn't be sufficient to bind the soul. Maybe you can force someone to cultivate in an environment that steadily raises their resentful energy. Then you just need to make them share your goal so it gets passed along as their will. What do you think?
[ From one scientifically-curious demonic cultivator to another ]
[ Why does this kid always get it!! It's so frustrating for Wei Wuxian, leaves him slightly annoyed. They've only been talking for who knows how long now but the leaps Xue Yang makes when it comes to demonic cultivation remind him of himself, the understanding potent. It makes sense why he would have such understanding and if they were two very different people — they might even be able to get along over this.
But they're not, and Wei Wuxian refuses. So, he just gives Xue Yang a frown when he's done his spiel and shrugs his shoulders. ]
I guess. That's one approach to it, it's not like I talked to the guy who sacrificed himself for me. Who knows what his whole deal was?
[ Even though at this point, yes, Wei Wuxian knows Nie Huaisang led Mo Xuanyu to the ritual through his own means. And yes, that sort of aligns with the suggestion Xue Yang is throwing at him. But is he going to encourage that line of thinking? Is he going to tell him he's right on the money? No!! Of course not!! ]
[ Xue Yang isn't certain, but his suspicion is that the dismissive response means he's on the right track. He knows that there's a few things Wei Wuxian never looked into; whether they were because he wasn't interested, didn't have the resources, or thought the world would be better off without the knowledge wasn't Xue Yang's particular concern. But being dismissive means Wei Wuxian isn't interested now, even in theorizing. And he didn't outright deny it and give Xue Yang an opening to probe more for additional information so he could solve it himself, so it's probably a problem he doesn't want solved.
It can be another thing for Xue Yang to investigate more. Just knowing about the shape of the ritual and any details is a good starting point. ]
But you do have your side of it. Have you fulfilled his will? What were the side effects? Have you felt any disconnect from this body?
[ He can't help the expression on his face, one of discontent. He's torn because on one hand, talking about the sacrifice is genuinely interesting and he does like the idea of having another cultivator to talk about it with, who will engage him in earnest. But on the other hand... it's still Xue Yang.
The answers spill from his mouth before he can help himself though, wincing slightly as he does give them. ]
I have. No side effects. No disconnect.
[ He was just going to leave it at that but — ]
... Initially, there was some disconnect. During the summoning. It was a strange sensation, being here but not. Then once his soul departed and I took over, it was as if the body was mine wholly. Even if the wounds from our agreement wouldn't heal.
[ Ah, wait. He didn't mention the wounds earlier. Shit, now he's given Xue Yang even more to pick at. ]
What wounds? Were they a part of the ritual? Or was that how his will was passed along? Are they still unhealed? Show me them.
[ He wants to see, and (for once) not just because he enjoys violence for its own sake. Any information is more information, and while Xue Yang hasn't given himself any permanent wounds for the sake of a ritual or curse, he's not unfamiliar with them. ]
[ ... Sigh. In for a penny, in for a pound. Or something like that. Wei Wuxian rubs tiredly at his forehead before pulling up the sleeve on his arm. The wounds are healed but there's a bit of scarring as he shows it to Xue Yang. ]
There were four slash marks on my arm that wouldn't heal until I took care of the people he had grievances towards. Once they died, the wounds healed.
There's a chance, in another ritual, that the person making the sacrifice doesn't want death out of their deal. That wounds like this heal a different way. It's just that in this specific case, the guy who wanted me to do revenge for him, wanted the people revenged upon dead.
[ Xue Yang listens attentively, but his gaze is glued to the scars. Without waiting for permission he reaches out and grabs for Wei Wuxian's arm. To trace the cuts, see how the skin has healed and try to imagine what they looked like when fresh (he's seen open wounds plenty of times, less so healed ones; people tend to die on him first). Sense for any lingering resentful energy that might still remain behind as clues. ]
Were these caused by a tool or were they opened by the resentful energy itself?
[ He is not very surprised when Xue Yang grabs for his arm, just letting him take it and inspect it as he wants. It would be a futile effort to fight it and also just kind of a pain so he lets him look.
While there isn't any resentful energy left on the wounds now that they're healed, Wei Wuxian is sure of his answer as he responds — ]
Made by the resentful energy, I'm sure.
[ Because of the way they were kept open, no matter how much he tried to tend to them, tried to make them heal. They stayed opened, bleeding sluggishly but not really making him feel any pain. It was bizarre. ]
[ It's clearly fascinating Xue Yang and his eyes study the scars as the seconds tick by. He's never seen anything like this in practice.
Finally he gives an exhale as if he'd been holding his breath as his focus shifts and returns to Wei Wuxian's face. He doesn't let go. ]
Were your souls ever in the body at the same time? How long did the exchange take?
[ Is time a meaningless thing when one is a disembodied consciousness about to get dragged into someone else's body? Maybe. Is Xue Yang asking anyway? Yes. ]
[ Wei Wuxian's mouth pulls into a thin line as it becomes clear Xue Yang is not letting go of his arm. That's... well, he's not sure he likes that. He sure hopes Xue Yang doesn't decide to try and take his arm, no, that would suck.
So, he answers his questions as much as he can as his arm is still being held hostage, after all. ]
Not sure how long the exchange took but that's when our souls were in the same body. It seemed short? I just heard my name being called over and over and suddenly knew what I was being asked to do and then... it was over? Then he was gone and the body was mine. It left me a little groggy though.
[ His tone is flat as he explains, fairly unimpressed. This would interest him more if his audience was anyone else but for now, he just gives what he can give and feels safe to give while still trying to figure out how to get out of this conversation altogether. ]
[ Meanwhile Xue Yang has zero intention of letting Wei Wuxian out of this conversation. Which is very related to why his arm is still being held captive. (And that at least gives him an incentive to leave it attached?) ]
The knowledge of the task was conveyed differently from how your name was called? Why? Is the task decided unconsciously?
[ In which case it would mean one is an intentional choice, the other not, and they could get conveyed accordingly. If it's actually not intentional, that makes another person's use of the ritual even more difficult to influence... ]
[ THANKS............ at least his arm is safe, for now.
Unfortunately, at Xue Yang's question, Wei Wuxian is thinking the same thing. He hadn't thought about it like that before and has to give it a good think before he's able to respond, chewing over the details in his head. ]
I think he knew what he wanted me to do, his desire was so strong that it was conveyed without needing to say it. I'm not sure if the summoner needs a specific task in mind before they summon the spirit, or just a desire to be present for the spirit to absorb. But no, he called for me, but he didn't say "kill my entire family for me" afterwards.
I think a lot of this depends on the caster's intentions, and how badly they want their request fulfilled. That's the key part.
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Then... I guess you'll have to wait until I get bored again, huh?
[ Seen all his notes, huh? Fucking Jin Guangyao, he would make sure you get killed a second time if he could. ]
rng why
Xue Yang gives a chuckle at that. ]
Guess so. I can be patient when I have to be.
[ It's when he doesn't have to be that one needs to worry.
Xue Yang doesn't know if the earlier touch counts as "fondle" nor does he really care. If Wei Wuxian needs a bit of time to make him spill, Xue Yang has distractions to tide himself over with. He grabs the dice again and casually tosses them, and it seems his next distraction is...
SUCK
NIPPLE
Again. ]
Well that's stupid.
[ But he's going for it, zeroing in on the nipple that he previously left unattended. Because if he's doing this a second time he might as well make something different about it. ]
oh my GOD
But man, that sure sounds like a threat and Wei Wuxian is kind of distracted by it that he doesn't notice Xue Yang's tossed the dice again until he hears his voice. He blinks and furrows his brow before — oh! Okay! That's Xue Yang in his space and... sucking his nipple!
Ahhh! He is so sensitive and ticklish. There is more squirming there and he covers his face with a hand as it goes pink. ]
Hah... the dice sure are mean today!
[ Crap, this is too much for him. ]
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Xue Yang continues to work, and if he has any consideration for how much it's making Wei Wuxian squirm it's only to make sure he's squirming more. He's annoyed, but even when frustrated Xue Yang knows that sometimes it's better to bide his time if the reward is worth it. And this reward--the last secrets of the Yin Tiger Tally that he spent years trying to unravel--is very worth it.
So instead of lashing out he toes the line, staying within the bounds of the dice but getting all he can out of it while still ostensibly playing along. He sucks decadently, breaking the sensations up with licks and even the graze of teeth, but making sure to lavish attention without relent. He isn't even touching anywhere else on Wei Wuxian, as easy as it would be to caress his stomach, brush against his legs, or even cop a feel. If this is how sensitive he is he'll probably come the moment a hand is on his cock anyway, and Xue Yang has one more dice roll left to go.
If Wei Wuxian thinks the dice are mean, he's in for quite the shock. ]
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Choppy breathing and soft pants leave Wei Wuxian as Xue Yang continues his ministrations. His hands clutch the chair he's sitting on, knuckles turning white with how hard his hands clench around it. Goodness gracious! What is he supposed to do! There is something of a whine that leaves his throat and has him covering his mouth with one of his hands immediately, eyes screwed shut as he ignores the arousal in his gut.
Stupid... game... stupid... oversensitive body... stupid Mo Xuanyu... stupid stupid stupid...! ]
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So as Wei Wuxian continues to struggle beneath him Xue Yang reaches for the dice again--they're positioned awkwardly, but still barely within reach--and drops them closer on the table.
It takes several seconds before he manages to glance over to see what they've landed on, and then he's wasting no time starting to work on getting Wei Wuxian's pants off. LICK THIGH is certainly not the worst reason he could be trying to strip him, but any stripping at all is probably not exactly welcome. ]
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What are you doing—?!
[ But then his eyes glance over at the dice and right, okay. He's playing the game. The game that Wei Wuxian is definitely giving up on now because he's overwhelmed and embarrassed and also hard?! He hates that he's hard, this sucks. He's never going to live this down. ]
Don't — don't take off my pants. I forfeit! I give up! You win, alright?! You totally win and I lose and it's fine, you don't have to lick my thigh.
[ Just going to tug up his pants the bit that Xue Yang was able to get down and button them back up, face pink all over and unable to meet Xue Yang's eyes. This is so embarrassing... ]
Geez, so competitive...!
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His face was far too close for him to not notice Wei Wuxian had gotten hard, and he chuckles at Wei Wuxian's blushing. ]
That wasn't even a challenge. You're gonna need to get better at this than that to survive here.
Hey, if I actually licked you would that have been enough to get you to come?
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No!
[ Immediate, upset denial. The audacity! He would not come that easily... he thinks. Shit. ]
This body just hasn't done much before. It's not a big deal! I'll get plenty of experience here and be back to normal in no time!
[ Not that... he had barely any experience before in his last body. But no one needs to know that! As far as anyone is concerned, Wei Wuxian was a casanova and that's the story he's sticking with. Yep!
A pause and then he jabs a finger in Xue Yang's direction, meeting his eyes now as he narrows them at him. ]
We are not having sex while I'm here, Xue Yang.
[ Just making that abundantly clear. He will not be able to look Lan Wangji or anyone else in the eye ever again if he ends up in a risque situation with Xue Yang while here. He's gotta be better than that! ]
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Yeah? Bet you wouldn't have possessed a virgin if you knew you'd end up here.
We'll see who you end up fucking and if you just find them boring.
[ Wei Wuxian is probably into some really kinky shit. ]
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I'm not possessing anyone. This body was sacrificed to me, it's my body completely now.
[ So like, there. He didn't choose the virgin, the virgin chose him!
But he does give a slight frown at the next part because... well. No, yeah, he is into some kinky shit. He can't even pretend to be vanilla. But no!! He won't get bored!!! Not bored enough to fuck Xue Yang!! ]
I'm sure there are plenty of interesting people here to fuck. Don't worry about me.
where was my notif, dw!!!!
[ That catches Xue Yang's interest, and he's leaning in a bit closer once more, this time to study Wei Wuxian's face. ]
There's a ritual like that? Does it work with any dead soul? What are the requirements?
[ A certain someone stealing that particular set of notes before Jin Guangyao found them means Xue Yang hasn't seen them. ]
wow dw trying to cockblock us
Eh, it's nothing too complicated. It's called "Sacrifice" since the person who performs it has to sacrifice themselves to the spirit they call. They give up their body and their life and in exchange, the spirit has to adhere to their last wishes or they'll be destroyed, never to reincarnate. It's kind of a last ditch thing, no one's that desperate to use it. Usually.
[ Unless you're Mo Xuanyu.
Then there's a pause and he remembers who he's talking to, immediately narrowing his eyes at Xue Yang. ]
For the record, you can't force someone to do it for you either. It's a contract between a spirit and the sacrifice. A third party getting involved would mess it all up.
indeed 😔
A contract, huh? So it takes the resentful energy of the one performing the ritual and uses that as a beacon, or a tether--is it both? Binding the captured spirit to the world of the living using the same principle as a ghost, but there's a still-living body ready to hold it instead of the corpse of its original body. So all the ritual itself needs to do is summon the soul and align it to the body. Forcing the soul to do the sacrifice's bidding is obvious; unsettled resentful energy on that scale would collapse into qi deviation if left inside something living for too long.
So the obvious problem with using someone else as a sacrifice would be how to plant resentful energy for the ritual. Forcing it in on that scale would normally trigger a deviation before you'd have enough for a summoning. Even if it didn't there's a risk external energy wouldn't be sufficient to bind the soul. Maybe you can force someone to cultivate in an environment that steadily raises their resentful energy. Then you just need to make them share your goal so it gets passed along as their will. What do you think?
[ From one scientifically-curious demonic cultivator to another ]
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But they're not, and Wei Wuxian refuses. So, he just gives Xue Yang a frown when he's done his spiel and shrugs his shoulders. ]
I guess. That's one approach to it, it's not like I talked to the guy who sacrificed himself for me. Who knows what his whole deal was?
[ Even though at this point, yes, Wei Wuxian knows Nie Huaisang led Mo Xuanyu to the ritual through his own means. And yes, that sort of aligns with the suggestion Xue Yang is throwing at him. But is he going to encourage that line of thinking? Is he going to tell him he's right on the money? No!! Of course not!! ]
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It can be another thing for Xue Yang to investigate more. Just knowing about the shape of the ritual and any details is a good starting point. ]
But you do have your side of it. Have you fulfilled his will? What were the side effects? Have you felt any disconnect from this body?
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The answers spill from his mouth before he can help himself though, wincing slightly as he does give them. ]
I have. No side effects. No disconnect.
[ He was just going to leave it at that but — ]
... Initially, there was some disconnect. During the summoning. It was a strange sensation, being here but not. Then once his soul departed and I took over, it was as if the body was mine wholly. Even if the wounds from our agreement wouldn't heal.
[ Ah, wait. He didn't mention the wounds earlier. Shit, now he's given Xue Yang even more to pick at. ]
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What wounds? Were they a part of the ritual? Or was that how his will was passed along? Are they still unhealed? Show me them.
[ He wants to see, and (for once) not just because he enjoys violence for its own sake. Any information is more information, and while Xue Yang hasn't given himself any permanent wounds for the sake of a ritual or curse, he's not unfamiliar with them. ]
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There were four slash marks on my arm that wouldn't heal until I took care of the people he had grievances towards. Once they died, the wounds healed.
There's a chance, in another ritual, that the person making the sacrifice doesn't want death out of their deal. That wounds like this heal a different way. It's just that in this specific case, the guy who wanted me to do revenge for him, wanted the people revenged upon dead.
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Were these caused by a tool or were they opened by the resentful energy itself?
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While there isn't any resentful energy left on the wounds now that they're healed, Wei Wuxian is sure of his answer as he responds — ]
Made by the resentful energy, I'm sure.
[ Because of the way they were kept open, no matter how much he tried to tend to them, tried to make them heal. They stayed opened, bleeding sluggishly but not really making him feel any pain. It was bizarre. ]
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Finally he gives an exhale as if he'd been holding his breath as his focus shifts and returns to Wei Wuxian's face. He doesn't let go. ]
Were your souls ever in the body at the same time? How long did the exchange take?
[ Is time a meaningless thing when one is a disembodied consciousness about to get dragged into someone else's body? Maybe. Is Xue Yang asking anyway? Yes. ]
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So, he answers his questions as much as he can as his arm is still being held hostage, after all. ]
Not sure how long the exchange took but that's when our souls were in the same body. It seemed short? I just heard my name being called over and over and suddenly knew what I was being asked to do and then... it was over? Then he was gone and the body was mine. It left me a little groggy though.
[ His tone is flat as he explains, fairly unimpressed. This would interest him more if his audience was anyone else but for now, he just gives what he can give and feels safe to give while still trying to figure out how to get out of this conversation altogether. ]
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The knowledge of the task was conveyed differently from how your name was called? Why? Is the task decided unconsciously?
[ In which case it would mean one is an intentional choice, the other not, and they could get conveyed accordingly. If it's actually not intentional, that makes another person's use of the ritual even more difficult to influence... ]
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Unfortunately, at Xue Yang's question, Wei Wuxian is thinking the same thing. He hadn't thought about it like that before and has to give it a good think before he's able to respond, chewing over the details in his head. ]
I think he knew what he wanted me to do, his desire was so strong that it was conveyed without needing to say it. I'm not sure if the summoner needs a specific task in mind before they summon the spirit, or just a desire to be present for the spirit to absorb. But no, he called for me, but he didn't say "kill my entire family for me" afterwards.
I think a lot of this depends on the caster's intentions, and how badly they want their request fulfilled. That's the key part.
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