Demonic Dao Fanfiction: Protecting You from Worries for a Lifetime

Hiding in a corner, Xiao Jixue jokingly said to the recently deceased Wen Ruohan beside her: "Tsk tsk!! Old Wen!! It seems that Lan Qiren doesn't hate you that much? He even collected your body!!"

Wen Ruohan rolled his eyes at the sighing Xiao Jixue, then turned to Chaoyang and said, "Sect Master Xuanyuan, I have completed the task you entrusted to me. When can I begin my Thunder Tribulation?"

When Wen Ruohan first learned his golden elixir was a fake, he nearly went berserk. But when he realized that to achieve a true golden elixir, he had to endure a thunder tribulation, he began to obey Chaoyang's instructions—and not because he couldn't defeat him!

This drama had been going on for three years, and now it was finally over. After three years of waiting, Wen Ruohan could finally form a pill. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel happy.

However, Wen Ruohan's joy did not last long before Chaoyang interrupted her: "No."

"Why?"

"You are burdened with so many sins, and you still want to successfully survive the thunder tribulation? Don't dream."

"What??"

Xiao Jixue explained, "Because you have neglected the Wen family for a long time, part of the responsibility for the crimes committed by the Wen family falls on your shoulders. Therefore, you will not be able to survive this thunder tribulation."

This explanation made Wen Ruohan furious, but he also knew that it was his fault, and hurriedly asked for a solution, "Then what should I do???"

"Mass grave!"

Wen Ruohan gritted his teeth and answered firmly, "Okay."

A hint of approval flashed across Chaoyang's eyes, and he continued in a deep voice, "Once the matter of the mass grave is resolved, I will give you an opportunity."

Wen Ruohan was startled when he heard this, and a hint of anticipation flashed in his eyes. He knew that Chaoyang never made promises lightly, so if he said so, then this opportunity must be extraordinary.

Wen Ruohan took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, and asked in a deep voice, "Really?"

Chaoyang smiled slightly and said slowly: "Of course."

Wen Ruohan bowed deeply with an extremely respectful attitude, and then said in a grateful tone, "Thank you." After that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

Xiao Jixue: "Have you thought it through?"

Chaoyang's gaze followed Wen Ruohan's back as he walked away. The smile on his face gradually faded, replaced by a deep thought. He replied, "He's a good fit, isn't he?"

"Indeed. I wonder if he can bear the honor of being the Lord of a Realm!!"

"I gave you the opportunity, but don't blame me if you fail."

"Tsk tsk!! How pathetic! Getting something for nothing!!"

After a quick glance at Chaoyang, Xiao Jixue immediately covered her mouth with a look of helplessness and ridicule in her eyes.

Chaoyang snorted lightly and said nothing more. He glanced at the busy immortal sects and turned to leave the hall.

Seeing this, Xiao Jixue shrugged and followed closely, but secretly wondered: What is the deep meaning of Chaoyang's move? Although Wen Ruohan is gifted, the position of the Lord of a Realm is by no means easy. The risks and challenges involved are self-evident.

Chaoyang always planned carefully before taking action. This time, he made such a solemn promise, which must have been based on far-reaching considerations. Perhaps in his eyes, Wen Ruohan was not just a chess piece, but a key that could change the situation. Xiao Jixue secretly thought that if he could seize this opportunity to glimpse the secrets of heaven, it would be a blessing. His lips curled slightly, and he had already begun to make some calculations.

At this time, the other immortal sect leaders gradually entered Yanyang Palace. They saw the corpse under the curtain and felt an urge to step forward for a closer inspection. However, when they saw Wei Wuxian and Meng Yao, both neatly dressed, sitting in chairs, their chins resting on their hands, their eyes scanning everyone present, they hesitated to act rashly.

After arranging for guards at all gates on Mount Qi, Nie Huaisang hurried to Yanyang Palace. Seeing his elder brother, Nie Mingjue, safe and sound, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He approached Nie Mingjue, who exuded a strong murderous intent, and cautiously called out, "Brother?"

Nie Mingjue's eyes gradually focused when he saw his brother, and he replied confusedly, "Huaisang, he said he didn't kill Dad."

Nie Huaisang's grip on the fan tightened unconsciously, and he cursed Wen Ruohan in his heart. Why was this man still adding to his drama? What should he do? Nie Huaisang could only try to comfort him: "Brother, walls have ears. We will talk about it in detail later."

Nie Mingjue's Adam's apple moved, and his gaze suddenly turned to Nie Huaisang. He asked in a low voice, "Huaisang, do you know something?"

Nie Huaisang shook his head and was about to explain, but his thoughts were interrupted by the sudden noise coming from the door.

Jin Guangshan walked in angrily with a group of people. As soon as he entered the door, he shouted: "Qing Hengjun, what do you mean? Why are people guarding every gate of Nevernight? What? Do you want to take all the treasures of the Wen family for yourself?"

Qing Hengjun's face turned cold, and he straightened his messy sleeves and said coldly: "What does this mean, Master Jin? Didn't we discuss it with Master Wei and the others that the Wen family's property would be distributed according to military merit? How could Master Jin forget it?"

Hearing this, Jin Guangshan noticed that Wei Wuxian and his rebellious son were sitting on chairs in the hall, looking at him expressionlessly.

Jin Guangshan was being stared at and broke out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly said, "Mr. Qingheng, I'm sorry, I made a mistake." At the same time, he wondered why Mr. Qingheng suddenly became so sharp-tongued?

Witnessing this scene, Meng Yao immediately understood Jin Guangshan's intention in appearing. He clearly intended to emulate his past life and seize the Wen clan's treasure house first. However, Nie Huaisang and Meng Yao had already made all the necessary arrangements, and Xue Yang was waiting there.

Lord Qingheng didn't stop, but instead asked curiously, "However, I'm curious. I've never seen Sect Master Jin on the battlefield before, so why did he show up as soon as the battle ended? And if he showed up, why did he go straight to the gate of the Qishan Treasury?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the immortal sect leaders who had just finished the Sun Shooting Dispute, especially those who had grudges against the Jin family, looked at Jin Guangshan with even more hostility. How dare he covet their money?

"This...haha!" Jin Guangshan laughed awkwardly, and quickly concocted a forced excuse in his mind: "Jin is also concerned about everyone. He is worried that someone will take advantage of the chaos and steal money and property. Ha, haha."

Hearing this, the leader of the Immortal Sect secretly despised you. Who doesn’t know your little calculations? You pretend to think about others, but you are the only one who thinks about yourself.

Qing Hengjun responded with a sarcastic smile, "Oh, I see. Thank you, Sect Master Jin, for your concern. Master Meng has already made preparations. To prevent the interests of our fellow immortals from being harmed, he has specially arranged for Master Xue to guard all entrances and exits."

Jin Guangshan wiped the sweat from his forehead and flattered, "Is that so? That's very thoughtful of you." But in his heart he was secretly cursing Meng Yao for being an unfilial son who meddled in other people's affairs.

Meng Yao smiled appropriately and responded modestly, "Thank you, Sect Master Jin, for the compliment."

...Jin Guangshan was so angry that his chest hurt.