Demonic Dao Fanfiction: Protecting You from Worries for a Lifetime

After learning that they had returned, Qing Hengjun, Lan Qiren, and Chaoyang were already waiting in the Xinya Room. As soon as Qing Hengjun and Lan Qiren saw Lan Wangji appear at the door, they immediately stood up from their seats, looking a little impatient.

Seeing this, Lan Wangji quickly stepped forward and respectfully bowed to the two elders, his tone filled with apology and self-blame: "Wangji is unfilial and has caused my father and uncle so much worry."

Qing Hengjun quickly stepped forward, pulled Lan Wangji up, and looked him over carefully. Not finding any injuries, he said, "That's good. That's good. Come, sit down. Your leg is still injured."

Wei Ying and Nie Huaisang, who were following behind Lan Wangji, lagged behind slightly. They greeted Chaoyang, Qinghengjun and Lan Qiren first, and were then taken away by Chaoyang.

Chaoyang studied Wei Ying for a long moment, and finding nothing amiss, he asked, "Aying, was your journey smooth?"

Wei Ying: "It went smoothly. Ah Ying was not discovered, and the monster was also captured."

Chaoyang nodded, looked at Nie Huaisang on his right, and asked, "How about you? How's the investigation going?"

Wei Ying asked with a hint of doubt, "Did Huaisang go to Mount Qishan to investigate something?"

"Yes! If it weren't for the purpose of clarifying certain things, with Huaisang's carefree nature, he would have gone to Qishan even if it meant exposing his own strength."

"So, Ah Hua is also going to help Huaisang?"

"Hmm!" Nie Huaisang's face suddenly darkened as he carefully reviewed the information he had gathered, his eyes flashing with murderous intent. "My father's death was not accidental. It was a carefully planned conspiracy carried out by someone using Wen Ruohan."

Chaoyang raised his eyebrows, chuckled, and asked in a relaxed tone, "So, have you found out who is behind this?"

Wei Ying answered without hesitation, "Uncle, do you even need to ask? It's definitely related to the Jin family."

"The third elder of the outer sect and the fourth elder of the inner sect of the Wen family. However, they are not members of the Wen family. They were arranged by Jin Guangshan's father. Killing my father is their first mission!" Nie Huaisang tightly grasped the folding fan in his hand, and the blue veins on the back of his hand bulged, revealing his inner anger.

Wei Ying propped his chin on one hand while playing with the white jade chess pieces on the table with the other. "It seems the Jin family has a very large chess game, taking all four other families into account. The Lan family's Patriarch Lan is one, the Nie family's Huaisang's father is another, and the two sons of the Wen family were also spoiled by the Jin family's spies. The Jiang family married a woman from the Jin family as a co-wife. With the personalities of Jiang Fengmian, Yu Ziyuan, and Jiang Cheng, can they win? I'm afraid the Jiang family will fall into the hands of the Jin family."

Nie Huaisang responded contemptuously, "Given the Jiang family's current situation, do you think the Jin family would still be interested? We've tormented them to the point of practically falling apart."

Chaoyang: "You guys are messing with the Jiang family, but it's not like they'll just be killed off in one fell swoop. They'll just revive and run around again after a while. And as the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Otherwise, how could you imagine that after all your efforts, the Jiang family is still one of the five great families? And yet, how could the Jin family give up so easily? Furthermore, the Jin family's ambitions have always been great. They will never miss any opportunity to expand their power."

Nie Huaisang and Xue Yang both asked Wei Ying why he didn't just kill Jiang Fengmian and Yu Ziyuan to avenge his parents?

Wei Ying's smile was cold at the time. "My father and mother were used as gossip after dinner because of them. They were discussed and laughed at by everyone. And I became an orphan, wandering around, being beaten, chased by dogs, starving and freezing! Why should they die so easily? I want them to go to hell with the Jiang family and their filthy reputations ruined."

Despite feeling heartbroken, Nie Huaisang didn't think his senior brother's idea was wrong. While the world advocates repaying evil with kindness, they often overlook the second half of the phrase: how to repay kindness. Only when a knife pierces oneself can one truly experience the pain.

He simply said to Wei Ying, "Brother, I will support you in whatever you want to do. There's no rush. We can take our time and make a decision after we've had our fill." Later, Nie Huaisang and Meng Yao seized half of the Jiang family's wealth, even uncovering one of Jiang Fengmian's hidden tricks. Jiang Fengmian still hasn't discovered it yet. Who can blame the Jiang family for acting out a Qiong Yao drama every day?

It must be said that the family's wealth over the past few hundred years is truly enormous. It took three and a half hundred-square-meter storage rings to store it all, not to mention Jiang Fengmian's private stash.

When Wei Ying thought about the marriage between the Jin and Jiang families, he couldn't help but chuckle smugly and said, "I'm afraid Jiang Cheng will be furious when he returns to the Jiang family this time."

Nie Huaisang leaned towards Wei Ying and asked curiously, "Why do you say that?"

Wei Ying smiled mysteriously and replied, "I just received news yesterday that Jiang Fengmian's concubine and two other wives are pregnant."

When Chaoyang heard the news, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he was obviously shocked by the news.

Nie Huaisang exclaimed in surprise, "My goodness! The Jiang family will definitely be in turmoil. With Yu Ziyuan's fiery temper, how could she possibly tolerate this?"

Wei Ying replied, "Of course, how could she possibly endure this?! It's said that Yu Ziyuan rushed into the concubine's bedroom and mercilessly whipped her. If someone hadn't blocked it in time, the child might have been lost. As for the two concubines, they were even more miserable. Yu Ziyuan whipped them several times, and the children died instantly. One of them died before she could be saved."

"Aren't those two concubines Jinzhu and Yinzhu? They followed Yu Ziyuan for so many years and helped her do so many bad things. Did Yu Ziyuan kill them just for that?" Nie Huaisang continued to ask.

"Yes, that's right." Wei Ying answered affirmatively.

"What about Jiang Fengmian? Didn't he express any opinions?" Nie Huaisang asked again.

"Jiang Fengmian didn't say anything, he just locked up Yu Ziyuan silently." Wei Ying said calmly.

Nie Huaisang frowned, "Jiang Fengmian is truly cold-blooded. His own child disappeared without a trace, and the mastermind behind it was simply locked up without receiving the punishment he deserved."

Chaoyang was listening to their conversation and couldn't help but interrupt, "Huaisang, do you really think Jiang Fengmian would punish a young lady from a noble family for the child of a slave or concubine? I can tell you clearly that it's impossible. In Jiang Fengmian's mind, a child born by a decent woman is probably better than those two concubines."

"Impossible!" Nie Huaisang was obviously a little bit unbelievable, with a hint of surprise and confusion in his voice.

Chaoyang smiled slightly, a hint of sarcasm flashing in his eyes, and continued, "Or do you think that Yu Ziyuan's talk about hierarchy and servants is really just her personal opinion? In fact, Jiang Fengmian only denies these concepts on the surface and pretends to be fair and selfless, but deep down, he really wants to manage the Jiang family this way."

Nie Huaisang was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "So, the Jiang family's family motto and family tradition are actually just a hypocritical cover?"

Chaoyang: "The Jiang family's actions, knowing full well they were wrong, have long since become obsolete, just like the Lan and Wen family's rules." Chaoyang didn't give the two a chance to ask further questions, but simply urged them to rest. If they continued chatting, it would be dark.