Demonic Dao Fanfiction: Protecting You from Worries for a Lifetime

In the bamboo house, only Chaoyang and Wei Wuxian were inside.

After everyone had left, Wei Ying reluctantly let go of Lan Wangji. After Lan Wangji left, Wei Ying walked up to him and asked, "Uncle, is there anything I can help you with? I was planning to take Lan Zhan on a tour of the mass graves."

A gentle smile appeared on Chaoyang's face. He gently patted the empty seat next to him, inviting Wei Ying to sit next to him. After Wei Ying sat down obediently, Chaoyang slowly began to speak. He asked softly, "Did you see that?"

The smile on Wei Ying's face froze for a moment, as if he was a little surprised by his uncle's question. But he quickly regained his composure and asked with a hint of mischief, "What did you see?"

Looking at Wei Ying's slightly cunning expression, Chao Yang knew that he was not telling the truth, so he said in a more direct tone: "A Ying, you should know exactly what I want to ask, right?"

Wei Ying first lowered his head, realizing his mistake, then suddenly raised his head, but seeing his uncle's serious expression, he quickly lowered his head again, remained silent, and did not answer.

Chaoyang: "Aying."

Wei Wuxian recalled those few seconds under the golden light, in the Cloud Recesses. What came into view was the Lan family's ancestral hall. It seemed as if someone was being punished inside.

At that time, Wei Wuxian walked in with the intention of watching the fun, but unexpectedly found that no one else could see him, but was stunned by the scene in the ancestral hall.

A descendant of the Lan family was kneeling in the ancestral hall. Judging from his headband, he must be a direct descendant. At the same time, another person was whipping him with a whip.

"Who is this person? What crime did he commit? Why is he punished so severely?" But when he saw the face of the Lan family member clearly, he was stunned.

“Lan Zhan!” Wei Wuxian exclaimed. Wasn’t the person kneeling in the ancestral hall Lan Wangji?

'But why? Why did Lan Zhan receive such a severe punishment?' Wei Wuxian wondered in surprise.

As he was thinking this, he heard Lan Qiren ask, "Wangji, do you know you are wrong?"

'Wangji knows his mistake, but he doesn't regret it!'

"Wrong? What's wrong?" Wei WuXian was puzzled. The scene then changed to the bloodbath in Nevernight.

He saw Lan Zhan trying his best to take him away. In a cave

"Wei Ying, I'm raising the two rabbits you gave me in the back mountain."

'roll'

"Wei Ying, I have carefully preserved the painting you gave me."

'roll'

"Wei Ying, I really want your loquats."

'roll'

"Wei Ying, I love you."

'……roll'

Wei WuXian recalled the scene he had witnessed, and a wave of sadness welled up in his heart. "Lan Zhan..."

Wei Ying leaned on Chao Yang, "Brother, I saw Lan Zhan was punished with a whip."

Chao Yang gently stroked Wei Ying's head and whispered, "This won't happen again." After a brief pause, he continued, "The Heavenly Dao bloodline in your body is undergoing purification and refinement. You may feel uneasy at the moment. Remember to return to the Chaos and rest well."

"Yeah." Wei Wuxian responded softly.

Qing Hengjun and Nie Mingjue each tightly grasped a mysterious talisman, their eyes revealing a deep contemplation, as if they were thinking about some important issue.

Qing Hengjun turned around, his eyes meeting Wen Ruohan's. He slowly asked, "Is this the talisman you used to fake someone's death and escape?"

Wen Ruohan: “Yeah.”

This story begins when Qinghengjun and Nie Mingjue met the dead people from the Lan and Nie families just now.

When Qing Hengjun carefully observed the talisman, he found that the runes in it were extremely complex, almost beyond his understanding.

Qing Hengjun sighed softly, holding the talisman, a hint of helplessness in his eyes. The path to immortality is like sailing against the current; if you don't advance, you retreat. Not only for the Lan family, but also for other aristocratic families, the path to immortality is becoming increasingly narrow.

At this moment, Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji happened to come over.

"Father, what is this?" Lan Xichen asked curiously, looking at the talisman in his father's hand.

Qing Hengjun looked up at his two sons and said, "This is the talisman that Sect Master Xuanyuan gave Sect Master Wen to fake his own death. The runes are so complex that I, your father, cannot understand them."

Lan Xichen was immediately surprised when he heard this. His father was a man of profound knowledge. A rune that he couldn't understand must be extremely profound. "Father, this..."

Qing Heng Jun pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "The path of immortal cultivation is like climbing to a peak. Although we have reached a certain height, there are always people better than us. We cannot be complacent with our temporary achievements. Xichen, Wangji, our path has narrowed."

"The path of cultivation is endless. As long as you practice diligently, anything is possible, rather than being obsessed with just one thing. Sect Master Wen, Sect Master Nie, what do you think? Am I right?"

Wen Ruohan rolled his eyes disapprovingly: "I don't believe that there is only swordsmanship, that's just your opinion."

"Where's Sect Master Nie?"

Nie Mingjue: "My Nie family is famous for our swordsmanship. What do you think?" Now even Nie Mingjue has been influenced by Nie Huaisang and has learned to respond in a subtle and witty way.

Qing Hengjun smiled slightly upon hearing this. Everyone has their own path, and one cannot force them. So, he changed the subject and said, "Why don't we take this opportunity to exchange experiences with each other? Perhaps we can learn something."

Wen Ruohan raised an eyebrow. He had always been aloof, but now he also felt Qing Hengjun's sincerity and nodded. "Alright, then let's each express our opinions."

Nie Mingjue also agreed, "That's right. It's a rare opportunity for us all to get together, so we can learn from each other's strengths and make up for each other's weaknesses."

Then, everyone at the mass grave sat in a circle and began to discuss their respective paths to immortality. They discussed everything from swordsmanship and sword techniques to spells and formations. They sometimes argued, sometimes nodded in agreement, and the atmosphere was incredibly lively.

When Chaoyang and Wei Ying walked out of the bamboo house, they witnessed a scene: everyone was sitting in a circle on the ground, enthusiastically discussing the way of cultivation.

Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji saw the two men coming out, stood up and walked towards them. Lan Wangji stepped forward first and took Wei Ying away, leaving space for his brother to talk with Chaoyang.

Chaoyang: "What's the matter?"

Lan Xichen: “Can we talk in the bamboo forest?”

Chaoyang glanced at Lan Xichen and walked towards the bamboo forest. Lan Xichen followed closely behind him, and the two walked side by side in silence.

A gentle breeze rustles through the bamboo forest, making the leaves rustle as if whispering. Sunlight filters through the gaps between the leaves, casting dappled shadows that add a touch of mystery and tranquility to the forest.

Chaoyang stopped, turned around, looked at Lan Xichen deeply, and waited for Lan Xichen to speak first.