Demonic Dao Fanfiction: Protecting You from Worries for a Lifetime

Inside the inn, the child's injuries improved, but although his physical condition gradually recovered, he still didn't regain his memory.

Chaoyang asked him, "Do you want to go with them?"

The child looked toward the rising sun, his eyes flickering with uncertainty and a hint of longing. He gently shook his head, seeming to hesitate. The rising sun's gentleness and care gave him an unprecedented sense of security, but the vague blankness of his memory deep within filled him with uneasiness about the unknown future.

"I...I don't know." The child's voice was as thin as a mosquito's hair, but it revealed deep confusion and helplessness. Chaoyang heard this and felt an indescribable sadness in his heart. He gently patted the child's shoulder and said, "Then come with us!"

The child looked at Wei Ying and Yan beside him, and seeing that they didn't show any disdain, he replied, "Okay."

"You have no memory and don't know what your name is? How about I give you a name?" Chaoyang suggested, his eyes full of tenderness and expectation.

He nodded in agreement

Chaoyang pondered for a moment, a flash of inspiration in his eyes. "Since you were reborn in fire, why not call yourself 'Fen Ye'? It means that no matter how much hardship you go through, you can be reborn like a phoenix and find your own light."

After hearing this, the child's eyes sparkled, as if the name had resonated with something deep within him. "Fenhua, Fenhua... I like this name. Thank you, Uncle Chaoyang."

Wei Ying quickly replied, "Then, from now on, I'll call you Ah Hua, and you call me Ah Ying, okay?"

"Okay, Ah Ying." Fen Hua's voice was soft, yet it held a subtle firmness and warmth. His gaze towards Wei Ying revealed a new level of trust and intimacy. Yan Ze nodded silently, seemingly accepting this new member of the family.

With the name confirmed, Fen Hua felt a greater sense of belonging. He held Chao Yang's hand tightly, and the warmth that flowed through his palm and into his heart, giving him unprecedented strength and courage.

After noon, they arrived at a bustling market. The place was bustling with people, the cries of vendors echoing one after another, creating a lively atmosphere. Chaoyang, holding Fenhua, walked behind Wei Ying and Yan. The four of them moved through the crowd together, curiously observing everything around them.

At that moment, a sharp female voice pierced the quiet air. Wei Ying and Yan looked up simultaneously, seeing a group of people gathered in front of a shop in the distance, a clamor rising and falling. Wei Ying and Yan, curious, hurried over, and Chao Yang hurried to follow. They saw a plump woman, dressed in garish attire, directing a man beside her to roughly pull at a woman's clothes, spewing insults. Nearby, a child tried to rush forward to protect her, but was pinned to the ground.

Wei Ying and Yan both frowned, a surge of intense displeasure welling up within them. He couldn't understand why the woman would publicly insult others, and he couldn't stand such behavior happening in front of a child. Having witnessed this, he wouldn't stand by and watch. So, he quickly stepped forward and shouted sternly, "Stop! What are you doing?"

Chaoyang saw this and knew why. But he didn't intervene, because he knew full well that Wei Ying and Yan's sense of justice and chivalry were indispensable qualities for them as cultivators. He chose to observe quietly from the sidelines, offering them trust and support, while also believing that they could handle this matter properly.

As Wei Ying shouted, the plump woman froze for a moment before turning and staring at him with wide eyes, as if surprised that someone dared to interfere in her affairs. She looked at Wei Ying and the other man with displeasure. The man beside her, noticing this, also stopped what he was doing and glared at Wei Ying, as if ready to strike at any moment.

"Hey, where did you get this nosy brat? How dare you interfere in my affairs?" The plump woman squinted at Wei Ying, her tone filled with disdain and defiance. She looked Wei Ying up and down, seemingly finding the two children nothing to fear.

Wei Ying sneered and demanded, "How dare you openly bully the weak in this bright and clear world? How can I sit idly by?" As soon as he finished speaking, he moved as swiftly as lightning, knocking down the violent men one by one. Then, he pulled out a large piece of cloth from his space and gently covered the crying woman with it. Yan Ze helped the child beside him up. After the child stood up, he repeatedly expressed his gratitude and hurried to the woman on the ground, continuing to express his gratitude. Meng Yao also stepped forward and said gratefully, "Thank you, both gentlemen, for saving my mother."

The audience scoffed, "Look! This young man, who appeared out of nowhere, is imitating the heroic hero who saves the damsel in distress!" Immortals often possess iconic items, but the young man before them, though lavishly dressed, bore no such symbol. The brothel owner assumed he was just some wealthy kid with some superficial kung fu skills. After all, why would someone from the Immortal Sect rescue a prostitute?

Wei Ying frowned and questioned, "What on earth did this mother and son do wrong to deserve such treatment from you?"

The passerby sneered and said disdainfully, "Humph, this woman in the brothel is so arrogant even after giving birth to a child. She offended the customers and must learn a lesson. Gentlemen, please don't meddle in this insignificant matter."

After hearing this, Wei Ying and Yan Fang finally realized that they were in a brothel and that the woman was one of the brothel girls.

Upon hearing this, Wei Ying's heart swelled with rage. He glanced coldly at the crowd around him, his gaze radiating undeniable authority. He took a deep breath and said solemnly, "No matter who she is, she should not be subjected to such an insult. Your actions are simply degrading to human nature!"

Yan couldn't help but say, "Don't you have any compassion at all? Such behavior will only bring shame upon yourselves."

The voluptuous woman's expression changed when she saw this. She hadn't expected these two seemingly immature boys to stand so firmly against her. She gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Hmph, you ignorant brats, how dare you run wild in our brothel! Come on, teach them a lesson!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several strong men emerged from the crowd and approached Wei Ying and Yan aggressively. However, Wei Ying and Yan showed no fear in the face of the threat. Wei Ying sneered contemptuously, then summoned his sword from his Dantian, pointed the tip of the sword at his opponent, and asked coldly, "What are you going to do? Hmm!"

The plump woman saw Wei Ying display his sword and realized that the situation was not good.

With a quick smile, she gestured for the people around her to step aside. Then, turning to Wei Ying and Yan, she spoke in a gentle voice, "So it was you two cultivators! This is a misunderstanding. This woman is indeed a member of our building, but she has refused to receive guests since she gave birth. We are helpless. If you don't like this, we will take her away immediately and will not bother you any more."

Wei Ying glanced at her with a cold gaze and demanded, "Are prostitutes not human beings? Are they to be treated like this? The rules here are truly astonishing." The voluptuous woman's face shifted unpredictably, from pale to rosy, but she dared not raise any objections. She was well aware of the power of the immortals and dared not offend them easily. She could only reluctantly agree, "Yes, we were wrong. Please allow us to take them away immediately." Then, she hurriedly ordered her men to evacuate the woman and child from the ground.

Seeing his mother and himself once again in dire straits, Meng Yao felt a urge to risk everything. The young master before him seemed kind and upright, willing to uphold justice even after hearing about the brothel incident. Deciding to take a chance, he hurriedly knelt at Wei Ying's feet and pleaded, "Master, please help us. We will die if we return. If you can save my mother and me, Meng Yao will go through fire and water to repay your kindness."

Wei Ying looked down at the child kneeling at his feet, his two bright eyes wide open as he gazed at the rising sun in the distance. He was struggling with how to solve the problem and said, "Uncle..."

However, when Chaoyang heard him calling "Meng Yao", his face suddenly changed and his previous good mood disappeared in an instant.

Chaoyang's eyes flickered between Wei Ying and Meng Yao, a complex mix of emotions swirling within him. He hadn't expected to see Jin Guangyao, the "Lord of the Blessings," now.

He still had a positive view of Jin Guangyao, only finding him too indecisive and lacking decisiveness. However, this view only applied when Jin Guangyao hadn't harmed Wei Ying. Yes, his attitude was truly hypocritical.

However, when he saw Wei Ying's expression, he realized he couldn't help but lend a hand. He sighed softly, walked over, placed Fen Hua next to Wei Ying, and then gently stroked A Ying's head, saying, "Uncle is here. You take Yan and A Hua and wait for a while."

Seeing this, the madam's heart tightened, knowing this person was difficult to deal with. She cursed the child inwardly for being nosy, saying, "You'll be in trouble when you get back." But she could only bite the bullet and say, "Master, this woman is from our building. We can handle it ourselves. Don't bother you two."

Chaoyang sneered and said, "You guys deal with it? Beat her half to death and then force her to receive customers? Is this your way of dealing with it?"

The madam was speechless after hearing his words and could only laugh dryly, "Master, you must be joking. How could we treat the people in our own building like this?"

"Hmph, you know whether you are joking or not." Chaoyang's gaze was like a torch, penetrating the madam's hypocritical smile and reaching the dark corner of her heart.

"Tell me! How much is it?" Chaoyang asked.

When the madam heard this, a sly look flashed in her eyes. She thought that this immortal was quite direct, so she held up five fingers in a pretentious manner and said with a smile, "Five thousand taels, and these two will be yours."

Suddenly, Meng Yao's mother exclaimed loudly: "You are talking nonsense! You said before that if I want to redeem myself, it only costs one thousand and two taels of silver, and A Yao does not have a contract to sell his body, so how can he be included?" A group of people had already gathered around. When they heard the madam's exorbitant price, they started talking about it, and they all thought that the madam was deliberately blackmailing him.

Chaoyang suddenly spoke, interrupting the madam's words. He walked up to Meng Yao, staring at her firmly, and asked, "If I help you, what can you give me in return?"

Meng Yao immediately understood Chao Yang's intention. He quickly glanced at Wei Ying who was standing beside him, and then answered without hesitation: "Meng Yao is willing to do his best to assist him and will never betray him." Although his voice was childish, every word revealed determination and sincerity.

When Chaoyang heard this, a meaningful smile appeared on his lips. He was very satisfied with his attitude and nodded in approval: "Very good, I will remember your words."

Chaoyang turned his head and stared at the madam with a cold gaze, saying, "Her indenture?"

The madam had never dreamed that someone would actually be willing to buy them, even at such a high price. This put her in a dilemma. The madam, looking hesitant, requested to speak with Chaoyang privately. Chaoyang immediately set up a soundproofing array and said, "Now you can speak; no one can hear." The madam sighed and said, "Master, it's not that I don't want to give, but I simply can't."

Chaoyang was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

The madam explained in detail, "Meng Shi, she was originally from a prominent family, but due to her father's involvement, she unfortunately fell into this situation. She was talented, well-versed in poetry and literature, and her skills were exceptional. She had long been famous in the brothels. Seeing her outstanding talent, I specially allowed her to perform only for the sake of art, not for prostitution. However, who could have predicted that she would become entangled with Jin Guangshan, the head of the Jin clan. The head of the Jin clan was just playing around, and worried that she would continue to pester him, so he had us imprison her in Yunping City."

Chaoyang smiled gently and said, "The comings and goings of these brothel girls are as unpredictable as flowing water. I firmly believe that you are capable of handling this matter properly, right?" After hearing this, the madam looked embarrassed and said hesitantly, "This..."

"How about the five thousand taels we just agreed on?" There was no room for negotiation in Chaoyang's voice.

She hesitated for a moment, but ultimately had to compromise. After all, the man before her was not one she could easily offend. The madam pulled a yellowed piece of cloth from her sleeve. On it were a few large, crooked characters in crimson ink. It was the indenture of Meng Yao's mother. She handed it forward, reluctant but helpless. "Here's the indenture. Hand over the money, hand over the goods."

Chaoyang took the indenture, checked it carefully, and after confirming that it was correct, he tore it up in front of the madam.

He then pulled a stack of banknotes from his bosom and gently placed them in the madam's trembling hands. The banknotes were worth far more than five thousand taels. The madam's eyes lit up instantly, a flicker of greed passing through her, but she carefully concealed it. She bowed respectfully and whispered, "Your Excellency has generously donated money. I will arrange for this mother and child to leave immediately."

Chaoyang's eyes instantly turned cold, revealing a chilling murderous intent. He stared at the madam and said in a low, powerful voice, "They've disappeared. Do you understand what I mean?" The madam's face was horrified, and she nodded tremblingly, "I... I understand."

Meng Yao's mother knelt in front of Chaoyang, kowtowed continuously, and said gratefully: "Thank you, thank you, Immortal Lord. A Yao, come on, kowtow to the Immortal Lord." Meng Yao also kowtowed to Chaoyang: "Thank you." But Chaoyang shook his head and waved for them to get up: "No need to be so polite, let's leave here first. I have something to talk to you about." Meng Yao and her son followed Chaoyang and others and left, finding an inn to settle down and rest.