Demonic Dao Fanfiction: Protecting You from Worries for a Lifetime

Perhaps due to revisiting their own tragic deaths, the vengeful spirits were immersed in endless sorrow, crying heartbrokenly. The surrounding ghostly cries were like a violent storm, shaking everyone's heart and making people feel extremely shocked and uneasy.

Wei Ying and Xue Yang covered their ears tightly, trying to block out the shrill crying. Even Lan Wangji, who usually had a blank expression, showed a trace of pain on his face.

Xue Yang shouted to the vengeful spirits surrounding him, "Your revenge has been taken! Why are you crying?"

After Xue Yang finished shouting, the ghost crying stopped abruptly, and was followed by a burst of more intense and shrill ghost howls, like the call from hell, which made people shudder.

"Ah! Ah!" Wei Ying covered his head in pain and shouted uncontrollably, "Shut up!" His voice echoed in the air, full of helplessness and anger.

The next moment, all sound vanished, as if suddenly cut off by an invisible hand. This deathly silence, in this eerie, ghostly place, seemed particularly eerie. The air around them seemed frozen, without even the sound of a breeze.

At this moment, the exorcism magic of Xuanyuan, the Son of Heaven from another world, which Wei Ying mastered, had an unparalleled absolute suppressing power over those ghosts and monsters. As long as Wei Ying was willing, no one could resist.

Under Wei Ying's pressure, the surrounding vengeful spirits retreated, daring not to make a sound. Their eyes revealed fear and awe, as if they were facing an irresistible divine power. Wei Ying's action not only quieted the vengeful spirits, but also brought relief to Xue Yang and Lan Wangji.

Wei Ying looked around at the vengeful spirits, thought for a moment, and said, "How about I wash away your blood debt and send you back to reincarnation?"

Some resentful spirits said, "Sir, we are willing to stay." Their enemies had long since passed away, and if they could leave, they would not have stayed here.

However, only a few vengeful spirits still harbored hatred for their enemies and were unwilling to leave. Zhao Quan's family was one of them. "They wanted to stay here." For revenge, or rather, to complete the unfinished killing!

Wei Ying waved his hands hastily, shaking his head repeatedly, and said firmly, "No, no, no, this is absolutely not okay. I don't want to preach, after all, as the saying goes, every wrong has its perpetrator. They killed you, and you fought back, that's nothing. However, you have already killed four of the perpetrators, and that's enough."

Wei Ying knew that once the cycle of killing began, it was difficult to stop, and he didn't want to see more innocent lives lost. He hoped that things would stop here, without further bloodshed and hatred spreading. After all, revenge is a cycle of revenge, and only by stopping it in time could further tragedies be prevented.

But how could the vengeful spirits who were already blood-thirsty stop just because of Wei Ying's words? If they had not retained their sanity in order to be able to reincarnate, they would not have turned into evil spirits who only knew how to kill.

"The villagers of the small fishing village have harmed so many people and used sudden death to cover up the death of my family. Why are they still alive?"

"You're right. There are some people in this small fishing village whose actions are truly heinous. You could even say they deserve punishment for their crimes. But if you continue killing like this, not only will you fail us, but if you continue this rampage without restraint, you'll lose your mind, go on a killing spree, and then be annihilated by the monks on your path to reincarnation. Is that what you want to see?"

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After Wei Ying finished speaking, there was a brief silence. Then, the sobbing sound rang out again, and the creepy sadness once again invaded the ears and minds of the three people. It's true, I'm not afraid of ghosts, but I'm afraid of ghosts crying!

"Enough, enough! Stop crying. Just because we can't kill them doesn't mean we can't punish them in other ways." Wei Ying had already come up with a plan. A sly glint flashed in his eyes. He knew full well that in some cases, the torture of a life worse than death could be far more painful than death itself.

"Master Wei! No." Lan Wangji felt a little worried when he heard his words, worried that his character would be damaged by his impulsiveness.

Xue Yang, upon seeing Lan Wangji's objection, said, "Second Young Master Lan, don't try to persuade others to be kind until you've experienced their suffering. Do you think the people of this small fishing village shouldn't be punished?"

"I don't think they shouldn't be punished, I just think there should be a more reasonable way." Lan Wangji replied calmly.

Xue Yang: "Then why do you deny it when you haven't even heard what my senior brother said?"

"I'm not denying it, I just hope we can handle this matter in a more rational and just way." Lan Wangji continued, his voice revealing calmness.

Xue Yang was about to speak again, but Wei Ying said, "Ayang, please stop talking." He then said to Lan Wangji, "Second Young Master Lan, please rest assured. I know my limits."

"What are you going to do?" Having been somewhat persuaded by Wei Ying, Lan Wangji still wanted to ask before making a decision. He couldn't let Wei Ying make a wrong move and leave behind consequences.

"Can you create dreams?" Wei Ying asked.

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"It's all right. But there are some crimes that deserve no death. Let them dream!—Nightmares!"

"What kind of dream?"

"Men's dreams are woven by men. They should be based on their own experiences. Repeat the pain and fear of the entire night, and let them experience the despair you felt at that time! The same goes for women. Let them replay the experiences they went through. The key is to let them experience your despair, disgust, and helplessness firsthand!"

Wei Ying just couldn't believe that after several nights of torture, these people would still dare to talk about family honor and supporting each other!

Only when the blade touches one's body can one know the depth of the pain. Wei Ying let the blade fall, letting them have a taste of it.

"What about those who are most sinful?"

Those were, of course, the unlucky charm and a few small black beads in Wei Ying's hand. He took out these items and said with a slightly helpless look, "I'm extremely unlucky during the day, and I have nightmares at night."

Seeing the black bead in Wei Ying's hand, Xue Yang couldn't help but shudder, a look of fear on his face. He asked nervously: "Oh my God! Are you sure you want to use that??"

Wei Ying picked up a bead, played with it, and replied as if he didn't care: "No?"

Xue Yang quickly responded, "Sure, of course I can't, it's absolutely amazing."

Lan Wangji saw that Xue Yang was clearly afraid of the beads. Yes, he was afraid. He couldn't help but wonder, so he asked, "What are those?"

Wei Ying used his spiritual power to levitate the bead in the air, then explained to Lan Wangji, "This is a soul bead."

Lan Wangji stared intently at the bead, watching it slowly spin under Wei Ying's control, emitting a faint red glow. If Lan Wangji had known that the red glow was due to blood seeping into the soul, and that the soul bead was a ten-thousand-year-old evil spirit, he would have been even more vigilant. But at this moment, he simply observed Wei Ying's every move with curiosity. Wei Ying continued, "This soul bead can absorb the soul of another. Once it's attached, there's no escape."

What Wei Ying didn't mention is that as long as the soul orb exists, the person possessed will never be able to escape the nightmares. They will clearly feel the dual torture of mind and body, and this pain will accompany them until the end of their lives.

But the Soul Orb's effect goes far beyond this. It can make a life worse than death, causing the bearer to go from sanity to madness, and back again, in an endless cycle, until they completely lose themselves. This painful cycle is the Soul Orb's cruelest punishment for its bearer.

Lan Wangji's brow furrowed slightly, as he began to realize the danger of the orb. He asked, "Master Wei, where did you get this soul orb? It's too dangerous." Wei Ying smiled slightly, seemingly amused by Lan Wangji's concern. He replied, "My uncle gave it to me to save my life."

Xue Yang sneered at this, thinking to himself, "I'm afraid only Wei Ying would dare to say this soul bead can save lives. Actually, it's a blessing that it didn't kill anyone."

"Alright, let me handle this grave sin! I will make their lives miserable."

Lan Wangji thought for a moment before saying, "Yes."

Wei Ying slowly turned his head, his gaze sweeping over the vengeful spirits gathered around him. He addressed them in a serious yet gentle tone, "Everyone, don't play for too long. Three or four days should be more than enough. As for children under five or six, don't involve them. I emphasize again, no matter what, you must ensure no one's life is harmed. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

The vengeful spirits seemed to be intimidated by Wei Ying's aura and nodded in understanding.

Wei Ying happily reached an agreement with the resentful ghosts. After the resentful spirits left, Wei Ying also released the soul beads and bad luck talismans in his hand. Even if it was a surveillance of the resentful spirits, it was also a protection.