What the Hell?!

Wei Wuxian, the Yiling Patriarch, a man of power, and the most hated man in the cultivation world. He massacred his entire adoptive family, and died a miserable death. So how did he end up finding himself once again eating his Shijie's soup in the audience of his own past self?!

Edit: This fic is officially discontinued. I was only planning on an indefinite hiatus, but I really hate how I paced this fic, I hate no motivation to fix it, and it was written during my teenage angst phase so it's really cringey for me. I also no longer use Wattpad.
Apologies for anyone anticipating my return to this fic. I will not be back.

*All Characters belong to the Mo Xiang Tong Xiu, the author of Mo Dao Zu Shi*