Demonic Dao Fanfiction: Protecting You from Worries for a Lifetime

Jin Guangshan's eyes gleamed with greed as he pondered how Jin Guangyao, the rebellious son, had somehow managed to become Wei Wuxian's apprentice. Now that Wei Wuxian had lost his memory and completely severed ties with the Jiang family, if he could recruit him for his own benefit, what would Jin Guangshan have to fear?

He thought to himself, if this rebellious son had recovered his memory, then he could let him take Wei Wuxian and his junior brother back to the Jin family. If he hadn't recovered his memory, then Jin Guangshan planned to take Jin Guangyao back to the Jin family as he had done in his previous life. In that case, what would he have to worry about?

Neither the Wen Clan nor the Hundred Immortal Clan were anything to be feared. However, given the current state of affairs, this wasn't the right time to ask. He could only ask Jin Guangyao privately. Regardless of the outcome, it would only benefit him. Thinking about being suppressed by Nie Mingjue and the Hundred Immortal Clan for so many days, his fear faded somewhat.

But Jin Guangshan forgot that both Wei Ying and Meng Yao had relatives in this life, so how could he get what he wanted? This also made the Jin family follow the same path as the Jiang family and could never turn things around.

Meng Yao looked around, observing every gesture of the hundreds of immortal families, not missing Jin Guangshan's calculating eyes or Nie Mingjue's inquiring gaze.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a faint smile. He bowed to everyone present and said, "My senior brother and I came here to visit old friends. However, the Jiang family's actions are truly outrageous. Senior brother is worried that you will be deceived by the Jiang family, so he punished you in front of everyone. If I have been disrespectful, I hope you will forgive me!"

Nie Mingjue glanced at Meng Yao with a complicated expression, the words he wanted to question faltering. If Meng Yao had no memories, how could he attack someone with no memories of this life or the past? He truly couldn't do it, and could only look at Lan Xichen dejectedly.

Lan Xichen also sensed the complex emotions mingling in Nie Mingjue's gaze, but he didn't directly reveal to the crowd that Meng Yao remembered everything. He could only sigh helplessly, rising to his feet and returning the greeting. "Mr. Meng, you worry too much. The vengeance for the murder of my father and mother is a private matter between Mr. Wei, Mr. Fen, and the Jiang family. We should have had no business interfering, let alone being disrespectful. Furthermore, we owe you both our gratitude for revealing the truth."

Lan Wangji glanced at Lan Xichen and Meng Yao with a strange, unreadable look, his expression concealing a profound meaning. Then, his gaze grew complex, fixed on his brother, as if lost in thought.

Clearly, a thought flashed through Lan Wangji's mind: the restoration of everyone's memories must be related to a mistake his brother had made towards the Xuanyuan Sect Master. It was this mistake that prompted the Xuanyuan Sect Master to restore everyone's memories. Who was this Xuanyuan Sect Master? How could he have such a powerful method to restore everyone's memories in stages?

Was it an immortal? Or a god? Lan Wangji was convinced, but then he thought about how well the Xuanyuan Sect Master treated Wei Ying, so he didn't think much about it.

Lan Wangji turned his gaze to Meng Yao again, his eyes filled with questions. Then, he cast his gaze once more on Lan Xichen, his expression a silent question: Brother, what on earth have you done to anger the Xuanyuan Sect Master so much that he's determined to restore our memories at all costs?

Lan Xichen naturally sensed his brother's gaze. When he saw Wangji's expression, his face suddenly changed, and he seemed to be frozen in time, at a loss for words. Was he going to tell Wangji that his brother had had physical contact with the Xuanyuan Sect Master, and that it was this relationship that had led to the complex and delicate series of events before him?

As long as Lan Xichen revealed this secret, he would probably be beaten half to death by his father and uncle, not to mention Wei Ying and the others, before he could even react.

Lan Xichen avoided Lan Wangji's gaze and said nothing.

Lan Wangji saw his brother dodging his questions, and he knew he couldn't bring himself to speak, but it must be something serious. In the end, Lan Wangji didn't ask, which made him regret it immensely. Why didn't he keep asking? That way, he wouldn't have let his brother trick him like this, putting so many obstacles in his way of pursuing Wei Ying, making him wait thirty years for Wei Ying to form a bond.

Meng Yao shook her head slightly, a smile on her face. "We originally planned to come here to look for Junior Brother, but we didn't expect to run into Second Young Master Lan as soon as we entered the city. He said that the various sect leaders wanted to see us. I wonder what they wanted from us?"

The hundreds of immortal sects exchanged glances. Should they simply declare their intention to seek the Yiling Patriarch's aid? After the recent incident with their ally, the Jiang family, it was truly difficult to speak up. Everyone silently blamed Jiang Cheng for his rash actions and unprovoked provocations. Otherwise, the Yiling Patriarch would never have taken action against the Jiang family at this crucial moment. Perhaps he'd been playing with the situation before taking action. But now, none of them felt comfortable speaking directly.

Wei Wuxian didn't care about the entanglements among the hundreds of immortal families. He felt relaxed physically and mentally at the moment. He was not so stupid as to offer it openly. A business that was delivered to the door was not a business.

It was best for Meng Yao to speak at this moment, but Lan Xichen shamelessly ignored the glances and remained silent. He worried that if he did, he might say the wrong thing. On one side stood the Immortal Sect, and on the other, Chaoyang and Wangji's beloved Young Master Wei. He knew that a single misstep could displease both sides. Caught in the middle, he was truly torn and in a difficult position! !!!

Seeing that no one dared to speak, Nie Mingjue asked an irrelevant question: "Jin Guang... Master Meng, I wonder who this junior apprentice brother you are talking about is?"

Meng Yao raised her head and cast her gaze towards Nie Huaisang, who was standing next to Nie Mingjue. She said, "Sect Master Nie, given Huaisang's actions just now, I thought you had noticed something."

Nie Mingjue turned his head and looked sideways at Nie Huaisang who was sitting next to him, waiting for him to give him an explanation.

Nie Huaisang first looked around, then stood up and saluted, explaining: "Brother, Huaisang was fortunate to be taught by Sect Master Xuanyuan himself when he was ten years old. Although I did not formally worship Sect Master Xuanyuan as my teacher, according to the sect rules, I am also an inner disciple of Xuanyuan. I am in charge of a peak and focus on practicing fan techniques." After saying these words, the fan in his hand seemed to feel the owner's intentions and made a crisp phoenix sound, as if to testify to his words.

When everyone present heard the phoenix-like sound emitted by the fiery red folding fan in Nie Huaisang's hand, they all stood up suddenly from their chairs involuntarily. The eyes of the Lan and Nie families were full of shock and relief, while the eyes of the other immortal sects were filled with shock and greed.

Especially Jin Guangshan, when he looked at the folding fan in Nie Huaisang's hand, the desire in his heart burned like a raging fire, and he could hardly suppress the urge to go forward and grab it.

Jin Guangshan's eyes kept turning as he thought to himself, "Giving this magical weapon to a worthless person would be a complete waste. When Jin Guangyao returns to the Jin family, I must find a way to get him to bring this precious magical weapon back. Only I am worthy of using it."