"I forgot many things when I was resurrected," says Wei Wuxian with a shrug. "Though I was dead for sixteen years before someone was sacrificed to bring me back. I didn't ask for that, nor did I want it," he's quick to add, forever wondering about the man whose body he now inhabits. Poor Mo Xuanyu must have been so miserable to resort to resurrecting the dread Yiling laozu to enact his final revenge.

"Perhaps the difference in time is why."