Demonic Dao Fanfiction: Protecting You from Worries for a Lifetime

Lan Wangji called softly, "Wei Ying."

Wei Ying finally came back to his senses and turned his head to look at Lan Zhan, "Hmm!" The shock in his heart had not yet subsided, and there was a complex light flashing in Wei Ying's eyes.

Wei Ying coughed lightly before whispering in Lan Wangji's ear, "Lan Zhan, we'll talk later."

Lan Wangji nodded slightly, his eyes revealing understanding and concern. He held Wei Ying's hand tightly, as if silently conveying strength and comfort.

Lan Wangji's interruption brought Meng Yao and the others back to their senses and began to talk in low voices.

At this time, Qing Hengjun, Nie Mingjue, and Wen Ruohan flew over on their swords. Since the mountain appeared, they had gone to check on their own disciples. Qing Hengjun coughed lightly and asked in a gentle voice, "Master Wei, may I know if Sect Master Xuanyuan is here?"

Seeing the three of them, everyone present hurriedly saluted. Wei Ying said, "Lord Qingheng, Sect Master Nie, Sect Master Wen." Although he was confused, he didn't show it on his face. He politely replied, "My uncle just left and is not with us."

Qing Hengjun nodded upon hearing this, his gaze sweeping over Wei Ying and Meng Yao, as if pondering how to begin. Wen Ruohan and Nie Mingjue, on the other hand, were much more direct. They both shouted, "Young Master Wei, do you know how to enter this secret realm?"

As soon as this loud voice opened, everyone who heard it fixed their eyes on Wei Ying, waiting for his next words.

Wei Ying sighed and spread his hands, saying, "I don't know either!"

At this moment, Meng Yao turned around and cast his gaze towards a corner not far away. Unable to suppress his inner excitement, he explained, "This secret realm is a small world independent of the rest of the world, self-contained. Although it has appeared, it is not yet stable. We need to wait patiently."

"Isn't this unstable? Then what exactly does stability mean?" Everyone stared at the motionless mountain, their hearts full of doubts.

Meng Yao coughed, drawing everyone back together. He said in a deep voice, "The secret realm has appeared, but the entrance isn't complete yet. The situation inside is unclear. Everyone, please discuss a plan before entering to investigate."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled Wei Ying and Xue Yang and turned to fly towards the distant town. Glancing back, he saw that the entrance on the top of the stone peak was gradually revealing an illusion like a water mirror. Whether the emergence of this secret realm is a blessing or a curse is still unknown. "Let's go! Let's go find my uncle first."

Everyone agreed and nodded, then turned around and flew back towards the town.

Yet, some remained reluctant to leave, hunkering down nearby or beneath the massive rock peak, seeking a glimmer of opportunity. Some crouched or stood, their gaze fixed on the mid-air entrance to the secret realm, their eyes a mixture of anticipation and trepidation. Some chatted quietly, sharing their speculations and hopes for the secret realm; others closed their eyes, intently sensing something, attempting to capture a glimmer of information from the secret realm.

Qiyuan Town, born from the discovery of a mysterious realm, sits on a small island surrounded by rivers and lakes. Once the domain of the Jiang clan, it now belongs to Wei Ying. The island's residents primarily fished, leading a peaceful and harmonious life. However, with the discovery of the secret realm, this once quiet village quickly blossomed into a bustling town.

In the bamboo house in the center of the island.

Wei Ying: "Ayao, do you think that secret realm is what I'm thinking of?"

Meng Yao sat on a bamboo stool and thought for a long time before answering, "They look very similar."

Lan Wangji heard the conversation between his two brothers and was full of confusion: "Wei Ying?"

Seeing that everyone present was his own, Wei Ying explained directly, "Lan Zhan, the secret mountain that appeared is very similar to the place we often go to for training, which is why we are so surprised and confused."

Fen Hua took over the conversation and asserted: "This is not just similar, but completely consistent." Hearing this, the others immediately turned their eyes to Fen Hua.

Xue Yang, who had been lying on the table, suddenly looked up and asked anxiously, "What do you mean?"

Fen Hua first glanced at everyone present, then stood up and slowly walked to the window. He gazed deeply at the mountain in the distance, only the upper half of which was visible, floating in the air, and asked in a deep voice, "Have you forgotten the origin of my spear 'Fentian'?"

The weapons wielded by Wei Ying and his fellow disciples were not newly forged. Wei Ying's 'Blue Moon' sword was a primary immortal weapon, but with subsequent processing by the sun and Wei Ying's own nurturing, it reached the level of a mid-level immortal weapon. Not to mention Meng Yao and the others' weapons. While not as good as Wei Ying's, they were no less impressive, each carefully selected treasure from the secret realm's arsenal. Each of these weapons was a supreme spiritual weapon, even worthy of being called an immortal weapon, each imbued with a sword spirit. However, their cultivation was still shallow, and the sword spirit had yet to manifest.

And Fen Hua's "Burning Sky" spear is not just talk, it really burns the sky and is only one level lower than Wei Ying's "Blue Moon" sword.

"Ahua, your gun was obtained in the Maple Fire Purgatory. Could it be..." Meng Yao stood up and looked out the window suddenly, his shock beyond words.

Fen Hua: "Yeah! Fen Tian sensed it."

Fen Hua's affirmation completely overwhelmed Wei Ying and Xue Yang. They slumped to the ground, repeating over and over again, "It's over, it's over. There's really no escape this time."