Demonic Dao Fanfiction: Protecting You from Worries for a Lifetime

Qingxu Jianzun gazed at Ling Chao's receding figure, a complex mix of emotions swirling within him. He knew Ling Chao's stubborn nature and would never give up easily, but this time, the situation was clearly unusual. Qingxu Jianzun turned to look at Ling Jin. The scars were clearly caused by backlash.

The returning disciples had no idea what had happened and could only find out the outcome after Ling Jin woke up.

Although Lan Xichen is an inner sect disciple, he is currently in a special period due to Ling Jin's injury. He is unable to go to the sect's main peak and can only anxiously wait for news in his cave.

He thought to himself that according to his memory, although Ling Jin was injured during this journey to the secret realm, his injuries were minor. He returned on his own instead of being carried back by others, and he was not unconscious.

Could it be that his involvement had caused something to change? Once this thought took hold, it spread like wildfire, unstoppable. Lan Xichen felt a surge of unease. He vaguely sensed that something was amiss, but he couldn't pinpoint exactly where.

As time passed, Lan Xichen gradually became addicted to it, and it became increasingly difficult to distinguish the boundary between the real world and the illusion, especially when facing this illusory world carefully constructed by the Heavenly Dao, where it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

All of this is no longer the unchanging existence that is like a memory cage. True and false are mixed together. No one knows how Lan Xichen will find Ling Chao's real obsession and end it all.

..........

Back room.

Lan Xichen was sitting, pouring tea for Ling Chao, who had just stormed in angrily. "Why are you so angry? How is Senior Brother's injury?"

Ling Chao took the teacup and took a swig, as if to calm his inner anger. "He's seriously injured and still unconscious. Furthermore, Master refused to tell me anything, saying he would make the decision himself and wouldn't let me interfere."

Upon hearing this, Lan Xichen gently set down the teapot, his gaze deep, "Ling Chao, perhaps the Sect Master has his reasons. But I understand your concern. After all, Senior Brother's injury is indeed suspicious."

Ling Chao gripped the teacup tightly, his fingertips turning slightly white from the force. "How can I not be worried? Senior Brother's cultivation is top-notch among us, and he made thorough preparations for this trip to the secret realm. How could he have been injured so badly? Unless..."

Lan Xichen took over Ling Chao's words: "Unless we encounter some danger that we cannot imagine, or someone did it deliberately."

Upon hearing this, Ling Chao suddenly raised his head, his eyes sparkling with anger as he said, "Yes, someone must have done this on purpose. I must find out the truth and not let my brother suffer in vain!"

Lan Xichen gazed at Ling Chao's resolute gaze, secretly admiring him. He knew that while Ling Chao appeared innocent on the outside, he was incredibly resilient on the inside. Once he set his mind to something, he would go all out and never give up until he achieved his goal.

Lan Xichen: "Ling Chao, don't worry. Since the incident has already happened, it will be useless for us to rush. It is better to calm down and make long-term plans." I

Ling Chao gently put down the teacup in his hand and nodded slightly to show his agreement; "Xichen is absolutely right." Being impatient at this time will not solve the problem, but may put oneself in a passive position.

Lan Xichen was equally concerned about the reason Ling Jin had been severely injured, wondering if it was a conspiracy or an accident. After all, Ling Jin was one of the Ling Dynasty's obsessions, but neither of them could have anticipated that the true cause was a backlash from their own actions.

As the Guiyuan Sect incident draws closer, Lan Xichen's anxiety grows. Every step now must be taken with caution, otherwise all efforts will be in vain.

........

the other side.

Ling Jin was lying on the bed, unconscious, and seemed to feel some kind of call.

His fingers moved weakly, but he failed to wake up and fell into the dream that disturbed his mind again.

But this time it was different from what I saw in the secret realm.

Because he witnessed with his own eyes the tragic scene of blood flowing like a river and corpses strewn all over the ground in Guiyuan Sect, as well as himself and his master committing suicide after being possessed by the devil, and Ling Chao, who was crazy enough to want to resurrect them, but eventually died under the heavenly calamity.

Ling Jin walked like a madman in a pool of blood, heading towards the main peak hall. Along the way, he saw the once bustling Guiyuan Sect, which was now only dead silent and in ruins.

When Ling Jin arrived at the main peak, he witnessed the Danfeng Peak Master tightly embracing the body of Qingxu Jianzun, overcome with grief. Ling Jin, himself in a state of extreme distress, stumbled towards Qingxu Jianzun. However, just as he was about to reach his master, his hand passed through, unable to reach him. Tears streaming down his face, Ling Jin called out in grief, "Master!"

Ling Jin then realized he was in a dream. Was this the future? Why had he become possessed? Why had his master passed away? And Ah Chao, why wasn't Lan Xichen there? What on earth was this?

Ling Jin staggered back a few steps and knelt beside Qingxu Jianzun, clenching his fists and digging his nails deep into his palms, as if trying to drive away the fear and confusion in his heart.

He looked up and around. The familiar main hall of Guiyuan Sect's main peak had become dilapidated, and the air was filled with the strong smell of blood and despair. Ling Jin's heart was filled with doubt and struggle. He tried to find answers in his dreams, but he was afraid that these dreams would become reality in the future.

Ling Jin, relying on no one to see him, huddled beside Qingxu Sword Master's corpse, his body trembling slightly, unable to understand why. He could only wait for the dream to end, but it felt like it was incredibly long, so long that he almost felt like he was about to collapse.

The next moment, the dream suddenly changed. He saw himself, dressed in green, bloodstained, his face distorted, his eyes crimson, yet his gaze was hollow, revealing a deep despair. He clutched a longsword, blood dripping from its tip. He walked up the stone steps, slowly entering the Guiyuan Sect's mountain gate.

Ling Jin had never seen himself like this before, and a strong sense of fear and unease welled up in his heart. He couldn't believe what he saw. Was this really my future self? Why had I become like this?

The dream was still going on, and Ling Jin could only be a bystander, witnessing himself and his fellow disciples in the dream. He heard that Achao's meridians were broken, his cultivation was lost, and he fell into a coma. His master committed suicide, and finally he also sacrificed his sword, lost all his cultivation, and his soul was shattered.

Ling Jin's heart was filled with regret and pain. He could not accept such a future, and could not accept that he would become the culprit who destroyed Guiyuan Sect.

He tried to break free from the dream, but the dream was like a shackle, tightly binding him in. He shouted and struggled, but to no avail, and could only watch everything in the dream continue to unfold.

In the end, Ah Chao put all the blame on Pei Huai, causing Pei Huai to lose his heart and all his cultivation. Ah Chao himself was also hit by Wang Ling's fatal sword and nearly died.

He abandoned his sword and dedicated his life to resurrecting his master and searching for the fragments of his soul, even using his own heart's blood to nourish the Resurrection Fruit. However, he ultimately perished under a heavenly calamity, his soul shattered.

Ling Jin half-knelt on the ground, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. If this was what it meant to fall in love with Pei Huai, disrupting his path of cultivation, bringing disaster to his master, implicating Ah Chao, and putting the Guiyuan Sect in dire straits. If this was the end of fate, then he chose to give up on Pei Huai.

Not worth it, he doesn't deserve it... Not worth it...