Demonic Dao Fanfiction: Protecting You from Worries for a Lifetime

"Lan Zhan, you must try this delicious Biluo Shrimp. This must be copied by Ayang specially for you. This dish is delicious in color, aroma and taste. The shrimp is tender and smooth, and paired with the unique fragrance of Biluochun tea, it is simply a delicacy on earth. Every bite can feel the deliciousness of the shrimp and the fragrance of the tea intertwined, which is endless aftertaste. This dish is not only delicious, but also nutritious. It is rich in protein and multiple vitamins, which is very beneficial to the body. Lan Zhan, you will definitely like it, come and try it!" After sitting down, Wei Ying introduced it to Lan Wangji.

Wei Ying noticed that the table was filled with vegetarian dishes, and he understood that Xue Yang had taken into consideration Lan Wangji's preference for light food, and therefore specially prepared these light delicacies.

Lan Wangji looked at the table full of carefully prepared delicacies, and sensing Xue Yang's attentiveness, he stood up and thanked him, "Thank you, Master Xue."

Xue Yang waved his hand and said casually, "You're welcome. We're friends. There's no need to be so formal." However, he was thinking something completely different. If it weren't for the fact that you're so nice to your senior brother, would you still want to try my cooking? Dream on.

Lan Wangji smiled as he sat down and began to savor the Biluo Shrimp. He chewed it carefully, savoring the freshness of the shrimp and the fragrance of Biluochun tea. Indeed, as Wei Ying had said, this dish was unforgettable. He nodded in approval, expressing his recognition of Xue Yang's cooking skills.

Seeing this, Wei Ying smiled with satisfaction. He knew Lan Wangji rarely expressed his preferences, so this reaction was a great compliment to him. Xue Yang, while pretending to be indifferent, was actually delighted by Lan Wangji's affirmation. The three of them sat around the table, enjoying the food in a harmonious atmosphere.

After the meal, the three of them sat around a table, drinking tea and chatting.

Wei Ying suddenly turned his head and looked at Lan Wangji, his tone full of doubt: "By the way, Lan Zhan, Ayang and I have to stay here for a few days to completely deal with the vengeful spirits and Jedi here. Are you planning to join us, or is there something else you need to take care of?"

Lan Wangji was silent for a moment, then calmly replied, "No, let's wait together." He was a man who always saw things through to the end and would never give up or interrupt a mission midway.

After hearing what the other party said, Wei Ying's face immediately blossomed into a satisfied smile. He then took out a fruit basket from his space, which was filled with some colorful and fragrant fruits. He handed it to Lan Zhan and said enthusiastically, "Lan Zhan, try these fruits. They are delicious."

Seeing this, Xue Yang couldn't help but said jealously, "Brother, what about mine?"

Wei Ying didn't even turn his head and said directly, "If you want to eat, get it yourself."

Xue Yang's face was filled with complex expressions. Deep down, he didn't want to say those harsh words to Wei Ying, but he couldn't completely hide his dissatisfaction. So, he could only glare at Lan Wangji with hostility while reaching out to pull out a crystal clear pear from the nearby fruit basket and taking a big bite, as if to vent all his dissatisfaction and anger on the innocent fruit.

Pear juice splashed everywhere for a moment, but he seemed not to care at all, just staring at Lan Wangji with those provocative eyes.

Seeing this, Wei Ying couldn't help but laugh out loud, breaking the tense atmosphere in the room. Lan Wangji remained calm, seemingly oblivious to Xue Yang's actions. He just sat quietly by the side, his eyes deep, lost in thought.

Lan Wangji finally asked the question that had been pent up in his heart for a long time: "Excuse me, how should I address these two young masters? Should I call them Young Master Xuanyuan, or Young Master Wei and Young Master Xue?"

Wei Ying replied casually, "Just call me Wei Ying. As for him, you can just call him Xue Yang. Xuanyuan is just the family name." He then gave Xue Yang a meaningful look, as if hinting at something. Xue Yang shrugged disapprovingly and continued chewing his pear, seemingly unconcerned with Wei Ying's suggestion.

Lan Wangji nodded slightly to show his understanding, and his gaze turned to Wei Ying again, as if waiting for more information.

Wei Ying saw this and said, "Lan Zhan, you don't want to know why we are not wearing masks, right?"

Lan Wangji nodded: "Yeah."

Wei Ying raised his right hand and motioned Lan Wangji to look at the bracelet on his wrist. "Actually, we are wearing it, it's just in a different form."

In reality, Chaoyang had Wei Ying and the other three wear masks to conceal their identities before the "Sun Shooting Controversy" erupted, especially given the Jiang family's relentless search for Wei Ying. Of course, the masks still conveyed the same meaning, but upon returning home, Wei Ying, disliking the masks as unsightly, asked Chaoyang to alter them. However, upon Wei Ying and Xue Yang's return, Lan Wangji discovered their identities.

Lan Wangji's gaze fell on the bracelet on Wei Ying's wrist. The bracelet was engraved with delicate patterns whose purpose was unknown. He secretly speculated that this bracelet might be more than just a means of concealing his identity.

Wei Ying seemed to sense Lan Wangji's confusion, so he continued to explain in detail, "This bracelet can effectively prevent others from easily discovering our identities, even if we are not wearing masks."

After hearing this, Lan Wangji asked thoughtfully, "So, what I see now is not your true appearance, right?"

After hearing this, Wei Ying couldn't help but clap his hands and praise, "Lan Zhan, you are so smart!"

After hearing this, Lan Wangji stopped asking questions. After all, everyone has their own secrets, and there is no need to dig into the details and add to their troubles.

Wei Ying and Lan Wangji chatted happily nearby, the atmosphere light and cheerful. Meanwhile, Xue Yang leisurely ate fruit, rolling his eyes with a playful, disdainful expression. He leered at Wei Ying and Wei Wuxian with the look of a man who had abandoned his wife and children, silently expressing his displeasure and ridicule at the scene before him.

The atmosphere here is relaxed and cheerful, but it is a world of difference compared to the small fishing village on the other side. If someone goes to the small fishing village at this time, they may be scared out of their wits by the screams that come from time to time.

The residents of the small fishing village were deep in sleep, but no matter how you called them, they would not wake up. After all, this was a punishment! If they woke up, how could it be considered a punishment?

Thus, Wei Ying, Xue Yang, and Lan Wangji spent several days atop that precipitous cliff. Each day, they prayed for the souls of those who wished to leave but were unable to, allowing them to rebirth. Their daily lives were filled with swordplay and competition, as they also worked to purify this once dark and desolate place, ensuring that it would not become another mass grave of resentment.

Of course, during this period, some villagers tried to climb up the cliff to look for them, but without exception they were blocked outside by the barrier.

It wasn't until the fifth day, when the remaining vengeful spirits, including the four members of the Zhao family, reappeared before Wei Ying, that he suddenly realized he had been lingering on this cliff for quite some time. Only then did Wei Ying realize that four days had already passed. Time had flown by, and it was time to bring this journey to an end.