Demonic Dao Fanfiction: Protecting You from Worries for a Lifetime

Qingxu Jianzun thought to himself: Since the Supreme Elder said Ling Jin would wake up soon, there must be a turning point. He quickened his pace and rushed towards where Ling Jin was, his heart filled with anticipation.

When he returned to Ling Jin's side, he found that Danfeng Peak Master Qingyuan was still sitting there, concentrating on studying the Dan book. Qingxu Jianzun gently patted Qingyuan's shoulder and said, "Qingyuan, the Supreme Elder said Ling Jin will wake up soon."

Hearing this, Qingyuan suddenly raised his head, a glint of disbelief flashing in his eyes: "Really? Master Brother, this is great!"

Qingxu Sword Master nodded slightly, a relieved smile on his face: "Well, since the Supreme Elder said so, Ling Jin should be able to wake up soon."

Qingyuan closed the Danshu in his hand and put it aside. He stood up, clasped his hands together, and bowed in the direction of the forbidden area: "Thank you, Grand Elder, thank you, Grand Elder."

Qingxu Jianzun looked at Qingyuan's pious expression and showed a smile that he had not seen in a long time. The heavy stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

After Qingyuan finished his greeting, his gaze fell on Ling Jin again, his eyes filled with anticipation and determination. He turned to Qingxu Jianzun and said, "Master, I'll trouble you to stay here for a while longer. I'll go prepare some things Ling Jin might need when he wakes up."

Qingxu Sword Master nodded slightly and said, "You go ahead. I'll be here to guard it. Nothing will happen."

Qingxu was guarding Lingjin while healing his wounds.

Qingxu Jianzun was handling the sect's daily affairs as usual. Jade tablets of various colors were placed on his desk, representing the various peaks and other matters that needed his attention. At this moment, Ling Jin's eyelashes finally moved slightly.

Qingxu Sword Master held the jade token in his hand, but his fingers suddenly paused. He quickly raised his head, his gaze fixed on Lingjin's face, his eyes filled with unspeakable excitement and joy. He hastily put down the jade token, stood up, and walked towards Lingjin, about to speak with a serious face.

Ling Jin's eyelids slowly opened, and he called softly, "Master."

Obviously, Qingxu Sword Master originally intended to take a more severe attitude.

However, upon hearing the faint voice of "Master," he immediately lost his stern stance. After a brief pause, he asked helplessly, "How do you feel? Are you still feeling unwell?"

Ling Jin had just woken up from a dream in which his master, fellow apprentice, and Guiyuan Sect were destroyed. A dazed and terrified look still lingered in his eyes. He grasped the hem of Qingxu Jianzun's clothes and spoke weakly, "Master, I'm fine. It was just a dream."

Upon hearing this, Qingxu Sword Master pondered inwardly: What could this dream possibly be that caused Ling Jin to look so radiant? He softly asked, "Ah Jin, what did you dream about?"

Ling Jin hesitated for a moment, then said, "I dreamed that my master died, my junior fellow apprentice also died, and the Guiyuan Sect was destroyed and in ruins."

Upon hearing this, Qingxu Jianzun's expression changed slightly. He instantly understood that this dream was related to Lingjin's coma. He gently stroked Lingjin's forehead and said softly, "Ah Jin, those were all dreams, not real. Your master, fellow apprentice, and the Guiyuan Sect are all fine, and you are fine too."

Ling Jin's eyes gradually regained their spirit after hearing this, and he nodded, seemingly believing Qingxu Jianzun's words. However, a trace of doubt still remained in his heart: Why did the dream seem so real, as if he had experienced it himself?

Seeing Ling Jin's improved mood, Qingxu Jianzun felt a little relieved. He turned around, poured a glass of warm water from the table, and handed it to Ling Jin: "Drink some water first to moisten your throat."

Ling Jin took the cup of water, took a sip, and then asked, "Master, how long have I been unconscious?"

"More than half a month." Qingxu said as he transferred spiritual power to Lingjin to relieve the pain of his body that had been sleeping for half a month.

"Knock knock...Knock knock. Master, I'm here to see my brother." A knock on the door interrupted the thoughts of the master and disciple.

"A Chao and Lan Xichen are here to see you." Before Qingxu Sword Master could finish his words, the door was gently pushed open, revealing the figures of Ling Chao and Lan Xichen. Seeing Ling Jin sitting on the couch, they were startled at first, then delighted. They quickly walked over to Ling Jin's bed, hugged him, and cried, "Brother, you're finally awake! You scared me so much! You have no idea how I got through the past two weeks."

Ling Jin gently returned the hug, caressing the other's head tenderly. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said softly, "Don't cry, Brother, you've already woken up, why are you still acting like a child?"

Hearing this, Ling Chao quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and smiled sheepishly: "Brother, I... I'm just too happy."

Lan Xichen also stepped forward and looked at Ling Jin with concern: "Big Brother."

Ling Jin turned to look at Lan Xichen and smiled slightly: "Yeah."

"Okay, your senior brother just woke up and his body still needs to recover. Let him have a good rest first." Qingxu Jianzun reminded from the side.

Upon hearing this, Ling Chao and Lan Xichen quickly let go of Ling Jin. "Brother, get some rest. I'll come see you tonight, okay?"

Ling Jin nodded gently: "Okay, see you tonight."

Lan Xichen also said gently, "Big Brother, take good care of yourself. I will come to see you another day."

Ling Jin smiled again in response, watching the two of them leave the room. But none of them noticed how different Ling Jin looked at Lan Xichen, a murderous intent that they themselves hadn't noticed.

After their figures completely disappeared from sight, Ling Jin's smile gradually faded, replaced by an indescribable complex emotion. He lowered his head, looking at his hands, and wondered: Was everything in that dream really just an illusion? Why did it feel so real, as if I had actually experienced it?

Qingxu Jianzun silently observed Ling Jin's changing expression, feeling a mixture of emotions. He didn't know what effect this illusion had on Ling Jin, so he could only pay more attention to it daily, hoping that time would slowly dilute everything and allow Ling Jin to completely escape the shadow of the dream.

"Ajin, don't think too much. The most important thing right now is to take care of your body. You have just experienced an illusion, and your body and mind need a good rest." Qingxu Jianzun's tone was gentle, but his eyes were serious.

"Master, Ling Jin understands."

"Then you should have a good rest. Master will go and take care of the chores first."