Demonic Dao Fanfiction: Protecting You from Worries for a Lifetime

Chaoyang wasn't surprised at all that Wei Ying had run off with Lan Wangji. He had anticipated this situation. After all, the fate between Wei Ying and Lan Wangji always seemed so magical. No matter what he did, Wei Ying and Lan Wangji would always find each other.

Chaoyangdu invited Lan Wangji's father out of seclusion in order to allow Lan Wangji to stay in the Lan family and help his father and brother deal with some matters.

Even so, he drove Wei Ying down the mountain for a night hunt, but Lan Wangji also left the Lan family and embarked on a night hunt. Chaoyang couldn't help but sigh that no matter what happened between them, it seemed that it could not stop their fate of being together.

Chaoyang stopped interfering and let things develop naturally. However, if Lan Wangji tried to abduct Wei Ying back to the Lan family, that would be absolutely forbidden.

"Where are Ayang, Huaisang and Ahua?" Chaoyang then asked Meng Yao.

Meng Yao pursed her lips slightly and said with a smile, "Ever since my uncle went into seclusion to cultivate, Ah Yang has gone out hunting at night with the two Taoist priests, Mingyue Qingfeng Xiao Xingchen and Aoxue Lingshuang Song Zichen, and they haven't returned yet."

"Huaisang was called back by his eldest brother and went to the Wen family for training. Ah Hua was worried that Huaisang would go with him." Meng Yao continued.

Chaoyang rubbed his head and said unhappily, "You're still laughing. Both of your younger brothers ran away with others. Aren't you worried?" There was a hint of helplessness in Chaoyang's voice, but Meng Yao still kept smiling, as if she had already become indifferent to all this.

Meng Yao shook her head gently and replied calmly, "Uncle, I don't care! Besides, they all know what they want, so there's no need to worry."

Chaoyang sighed. He knew Meng Yao had a point. Everyone had their own path to follow. He decided not to interfere too much, but to trust them and believe they could handle their own affairs.

Chaoyang's eyes flickered across the pile of documents on his desk. After a brief pause, he stood up, took a deep breath, and slowly walked towards Meng Yao. Without giving Meng Yao a chance to speak, he said, "Ah Yao, I'll leave the sect's affairs in your care for the time being. I have some urgent matters to attend to, so I must leave for now." Without giving Meng Yao a chance to respond, Chaoyang turned and hurried away. He was tired of sitting here, poring over those long, tedious documents.

If it hadn't been so impossible to escape before, Chaoyang would have wanted to flee this place long ago. Now that he knew his master and senior brother were still alive, he felt like he could relax a little. Being on edge all day wasn't a good thing for him.

He thought, A Yao and the others have grown up now. Wouldn’t it be nice to just let things go occasionally and enjoy a relaxed and comfortable life?

Meng Yao watched Chaoyang's receding figure, reaching out to say something, but before she could finish her words, Chaoyang had vanished. She raged inwardly, thinking, "He doesn't want to deal with those documents either! He wants to go out hunting too!"

Meng Yao sighed deeply and finally called out, "Someone come."

The door opened, and a man came in, bowed and saluted, saying, "Elder."

Meng Yao pointed to the pile of documents on the table, and said with a hint of fatigue: "Move these documents over to Elder Xiao and ask him to approve them."

The man looked at the half-man-high pile of documents on the table, then at Meng Yao, a flicker of sympathy in his eyes. He said, "Elder Meng, Elder Xiao just ran away with the Sect Master." He had just seen the Sect Master leave and Elder Xiao followed suit at the door, their escape pattern mirroring that of the Young Sect Master.

Meng Yao's brow furrowed slightly upon hearing this, a strange irritation welling up within him. He had thought he could hand off these heavy tasks to Elder Xiao and take a break. However, reality was always unexpected. He shook his head helplessly and sat back down at his desk, burying himself in the daunting documents.

"He thought that since my uncle had come out of seclusion, I wouldn't have to approve his document. Who knew my uncle had run away? No, I can't let him do this alone." Meng Yao muttered to herself, "Someone, tell Elder Xue that there's something important going on in the sect."

When the disciple received the decree, he tried hard to suppress his inner smile and sighed silently in his heart, "It seems that Elder Xue is going to be in big trouble this time. Everyone in the sect knows that Elder Xue has never liked to deal with those tedious official documents. In the past, these matters were handled by Elder Fen on his behalf."

Meng Yao didn't care how Xue Yang would react after receiving the news. He only felt that he was about to be completely overwhelmed by the mountains of official documents. These documents came from all directions, including those from his uncle, Wei Ying, Xue Yang, Fen Hua, and Huai Sang.

He had originally had Xiao Jixue's assistance, but now that he'd left, the burden of all the official documents fell solely on his shoulders. He almost wished he could split up and handle all these matters simultaneously. If he didn't find help soon, he worried he'd die suddenly from overwork. Imagine a master of the immortal realm suddenly dying from work stress—it would be a rare and bizarre story.