Demonic Dao Fanfiction: Protecting You from Worries for a Lifetime

Chaoyang left the sect and embarked on a solo journey north. He sped along, like a flash of lightning streaking across the sky, finally coming to a stop in a quiet valley. Far from the hustle and bustle of the world, surrounded by dense forests, it felt exceptionally peaceful. Chaoyang had just landed on a boulder, barely catching his breath, when he sensed a familiar presence rapidly approaching. Startled, he couldn't react, "Why is he here?"

Turning around, Xiao Jixue appeared before him. He seemed to have teleported, instantly standing in front of Chaoyang. Xiao Jixue circled around Chaoyang, examining him closely, a look of surprise on his face. "Strange! Really strange! Why are you wearing red today? You never wear brightly colored clothes before."

Chaoyang looked down at the red dress on himself, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and explained: "Today is different from the past. Let's change the style and mood." He patted Xiao Jixue's shoulder gently, "You chased me so far, you didn't come just to discuss my outfit, did you?" There was a hint of ridicule in Chaoyang's tone.

After hearing Chaoyang's words, Xiao Jixue's eyes flashed with seriousness. He frowned and said firmly, "No, your behavior this time out of seclusion is very abnormal." After saying this, he didn't give Chaoyang any chance to react. He immediately attacked Chaoyang and demanded in a stern voice, "Who are you? You are definitely not him!"

Chaoyang was startled by this sudden action. His eyes widened and he shouted in disbelief, "Xiao Jixue, are you crazy?" However, Xiao Jixue did not stop his actions. He continued to press forward, his tone filled with anger and determination: "Get out of my friend's body, otherwise, I will drag you out and cut you into pieces."

A flicker of joy crossed Chaoyang's face. He was both pleased by Xiao Jixue's concern and helpless at his misunderstanding. He quickly retreated, trying to avoid Xiao Jixue's attack. As he dodged, he shouted in defense, "Xiao Jixue, I'm Chaoyang! Remember when your tail was broken, I saved you." Chaoyang's tone betrayed a hint of urgency; he had never seen Xiao Jixue so out of control. The two exchanged blows across the open field. Xiao Jixue's attacks intensified, while Chaoyang defended himself with all his might, fearing Xiao Jixue's newly grown tail would be injured again.

Chaoyang tried to explain, to calm Xiao Jixue's rage, but his explanation seemed to have no effect, only intensifying her attacks. Xiao Jixue roared angrily, "Everyone knows that it was Chaoyang who saved me, Xiao Jixue, from having my tail severed. You're still trying to lie to me? You're courting death!" His attacks were punctuated by intense fluctuations of spiritual energy, and each strike was accompanied by a whistling sound that tore through the air.

However, in his rage, Xiao Jixue seemed to have forgotten, or perhaps he was so angry that he didn't realize he was no longer in his original world. In this new world, no one knew his tail had been cut off, nor did anyone know it had just grown back.

"Little Fat Fox, are you confused? We have all changed places." Although Chaoyang was in a passive defensive state when facing Xiao Jixue's fierce attack, he still shouted loudly.

Chaoyang's words seemed to have touched a nerve in Xiao Jixue. He suddenly stopped attacking, looked him up and down, and then asked carefully, "Are you really Chaoyang?"

Chaoyang rolled his eyes, looking somewhat helpless. He retracted the defensive magic weapon in his hand and said with a hint of joking in his tone: "Who would have thought that the young man who looks plump and handsome on the outside would turn out to be a chubby milk ball once he turned back to his original form. In order to repay the kindness of others, he ended up losing four of his nine tails, and almost..." He paused, as if considering his next words.

"Stop... Now I believe you are Chaoyang, stop talking." Xiao Jixue interrupted him, obviously unable to listen anymore.

Seeing that Xiao Jixue had finally calmed down, Chaoyang sighed softly and asked slowly, "Am I scary in red?"

Xiao Jixue shook his head, a hint of apology flashed in his eyes: "No, it's not scary, just a little unexpected. You said before that you wanted to observe mourning for your master and senior brother, and only wore plain colors. Suddenly you wore red clothes, of course I thought something happened to you!" He paused, and continued: "You were rescued???" Xiao Jixue thought about it and felt that something was wrong. He didn't sense any divine punishment coming down!

Chaoyang also concealed the truth and told Xiao Jixue everything about his meeting with his master and senior brother. Of course, he did not tell anyone about Feng Jing, Hundun, and the new Heavenly Dao.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jixue's brows relaxed, and it was clear that the confusion in his heart had been relieved. He did not continue to ask for details, but exclaimed in surprise: "Oh, so that's how it is."

Chaoyang nodded, "Yeah"

Chaoyang took out a pot of long-treasured fine wine from his space ring, handed it to Xiao Jixue, and said with a smile: "I'm in a good mood today, please have a drink with me."

"Okay, I won't go home until I'm drunk." Xiao Jixue took the wine pot, a hint of surprise in his eyes. He looked at Chaoyang carefully, and only then did he truly see the dandy young man who once had a great reputation in the world of cultivation.

By the time Xiao Jixue met Chaoyang, he was already renowned throughout the world, hailed as the foremost Dan cultivator. Elegant and upright, a graceful figure like a bright moon amidst the clouds, he commanded immense admiration. He became a role model for countless cultivators.

Chaoyang not only has profound attainments in the Dao of Alchemy, but also has won the respect and love of countless people with his gentle and elegant temperament.

However, a closer look reveals Chaoyang's former reputation was infamous and widespread. As the second direct disciple of Qingxu Sword Master, he should have shouldered the heavy responsibility of inheriting the sword art, but instead, he became a playboy, neglecting his duties and focusing solely on leisure. He indulged in pleasure and showed no interest in practicing swordsmanship, which led to his reputation becoming extremely unsavory, a fact known to almost everyone.

However, after the passing of his master, Qingxu Jianzun, and his senior brother, Lingjin, this former playboy single-handedly supported the entire Yunqing Peak of the Guiyuan Sect. Even if he wasn't known for his swordsmanship, no one could match him.

Now, Chaoyang exudes an indescribable joy, as if all his troubles have disappeared. Xiao Jixue couldn't help but sigh that this is the little junior brother of Guiyuan Sect who was once envied by countless people and was loved by everyone.