Summary: After years of a mad quest, Wen Ruohan is finally given proof of a powerful creature living among mortals. He is delighted to find that it truly believes itself to be only a boy named “Wei Wuxian.” While Wen Ruohan tries to unlock Wei Wuxian’s secret, the sects unite against him. If he can achieve his goal before they arrive, even the combined might of the cultivation world would not be enough to humble him. Meanwhile, Lan Wangji dreams of Wei Wuxian in the Cold Pond Cave, and works tirelessly to rescue him from Wen Ruohan’s clutches. No one is prepared for what awaits the allied sects in Nightless City at the conclusion of the war, and it very well might mean the end of the world as they know it.

My comments: Oh, oh, I really loved this one! And I'm so frustrated, because I can't say too much about it because it's a surprise worth not spoiling. Ugh. But essentially, wen ruohan believes that wwx is a mythical creature, has him kidnapped, creepily courts him for a while, gets pissy, throws him in a dungeon, has wen qing and wen zhouliu 'work on him'... and poor wwx STILL has no idea what they think he is or what he's supposed to be doing about it.

Meanwhile, the other sects (and especially lan wangji) are gearing up to rescue him back, but they take a long, political time about it. (Lwj is ready to go do the whole thing single-handedly.) Then, when the trigger gets pulled and wwx busts out, well, that's only the first half of the story, isn't it. And the rest of the cultivation world is as greedy as wrh... or simply fearful... of what wwx has become.

Summary:  Post-cannon, Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng forced to cooperate to rescue their disaster!nephew, with guest appearances from Lan Wangji, Sizhui, and a very startled troll.

My comments:  In which wwx and jc have to team up to find out what happened to jin ling.

Excerpt:  If they hadn’t been going after Jin Ling, Wei Wuxian thought it was very likely Jiang Cheng would have thrown him off [his sword] right then. Without even meaning to, he clutched Jiang Cheng tighter, just in case. The last time he’d been thrown from a sword in flight, the Burial Mounds had reached up and grabbed him out of the air, and things had gone sideways afterwards.

“Hey, hey, I’m kidding!” Wei Wuxian said, but Jiang Cheng still dropped him the last six feet when they came to the village. Wei Wuxian thought it was only polite to stumble and run headlong into a fence post, since Jiang Cheng had gone through the effort and all.

Looking pleased with himself, Jiang Cheng descended with something like grace.